Quick Trip to Vancouver; Longest Trip Back Home
My cousin, Amanda, is currently in Afghanistan for the third time. About one month ago, she had learned that her apartment rent was being increased by $300.00. She had decided it was time to move out. Her boyfriend, Jonathan, her mom, and I would be the ones to help move her out. Because I was in Sacramento and San Diego the past 4 days, I wasn't able to fly up with my aunt. The morning after my San Diego trip (mentioned in my last blog post), I flew on up to Portland to help them finish up the move. My flight took off at 6:40am. Since I wasn't going to have any checked luggage, I planned to arrive at the airport at 5:40, which for Ontario is plenty of time to get through security. When my sister dropped me off, and I walked inside of terminal 4, I was surprised to see one massive line to go up towards the security check point. I have flown out of Ontario now well over 50 times, and I had never seen the security line this long before; especially this early in t