The title of this blog is a little bit of a giveaway but in all honesty I didn't notice how wrong everything went on the trip until after I got home so it's not that bad of a story.
Before the trip even started we had gotten a form from my doctor where we could call into a government phone-line and get a travel-assistance code so that we could get the ferry paid for due to my inability to have the PET scan on the island -because their is none on the island. Anyhoo, every time I called last week I would touch-phone in all the information on the form and then every single time I called the recorded operator would say, "Your form could not be processed at this time, if you are travelling today please stay on the line to talk to a representative, otherwise please try again later." Every time this happened I grumbled a little bit after the third day and then hung up and proceeded to "try again later." However, on Sunday when we were leaving I stayed on the line because I was finally "travelling today" and instead of talking to a representative I got another recorded operator message saying, "Our office hours are Monday to Friday, 8am-4:30pm please call back during these times to talk to one of our representatives." That was a frustrating moment.
Then came the time when we finally had to leave for the ferries. I was a little upset because we left at 6pm and I knew I would be missing the baptismal services at Adore that night. We then got to the ferries at around 6:30 (when Adore was starting) and the 7pm ferry was full so we ended up having to wait for the 9pm ferry. This was strike two. I then realized I could have made Adore if we had just planned to take the 9pm ferry in the first place. Strike three.
Regardless of our late start, we finally got to our hotel at 11:15 at night -- which was in the sketchy part of downtown Vancouver to say the least. However, I didn't really mind how sketchy the neighbourhood was because I was so tired I just wanted to go to bed. We got to our room and of course it was directly on top of the karaoke bar that closed at 2am, "That's okay" I thought to myself, "I'm a heavy sleeper, once I fall asleep I doubt it will be able to wake me up." My mother and I then decided we should watch television until we got sleepy so we turned it on and couldn't figure out how to find the TV schedule (we realized the following morning it was printed on laminated piece of paper on the bedside table) so we just decided to watch a channel at random. The show we ended up watching was probably the most haunting thing I've ever seen. I've had my share of scary movies but I don't think I've ever been so freaked out about watching anything in my whole life. The TV show was about young, healthy girls who traveled to parts of South East Asia and randomly got sick one night, went to their hotel rooms, and then died! Some were discovered to be due to pesticides used in the room but others' had results that were never disclosed by the country because they didn't want to scare off tourists. After watching this show I then thought to myself, "Yeah, I'm not sleeping tonight..." which I didn't.
The next day ended up being a little bit better. I woke up, got dressed, and realized I didn't bring my cardigan with me. The only real thing that ended up going wrong on Monday was that my PET scan was suppose to be at 1:15 but the technicians were running late so I actually ended up getting into my scan at 2:15 and got out at around 3:15. This doesn't seem like a big deal but because it ran late I didn't have enough time to make it to the 5pm ferry in time to make it for the Adore team night that was happening that night. So, apart from missing Adore, I ended up missing team night too.
So, there you have it. My trip where almost everything went wrong. On the plus side when I forgot my cardigan I then went to H&M and bought myself a new cardigan which I really enjoy. So, overall it was a pretty good trip.
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