Tired Ocean...

It is by far easier to fly east to west than it is from west to east. Today was pretty much a breeze. I started the day out at 520 am in Stockholm. I got dressed in ten minutes and was out the door. I knew where I needed to go and to my surprise the sun was already up! I took a fast train to the airport where Anette and Sonja had picked me up 6 weeks earlier. I had the perfect amount of time to browse the tourist shops and relax- and so began my day of flying. I think it must have only been 9 hours or so in total from Stockholm to Montreal- if I was flying direct- I had a stop in Frankfurt and continued on.

It was so funny to be back in the Montreal airport- memories of Canada World Youth are all over that place- and this hostel for me as well. I'm sure there will be lots when I head to La Pocataire- I think I've always spelt that incorrectly... oops.

Anyway. I feel tired. This blog might turn into "Ocean's Tired Blog" as I seem to mainly write when I'm tired- and I always want to write about being tired.

After arriving in Montreal I took a bus that stops right outside of the hostel- it has just been such an easy day. I didn't sleep at all on the plane as it was my usual day time. I read, watched an episode of Portlandia and a few movies too. Right now it's almost 7pm and I need to find something to eat then head to bed- also call a few people to let them know I'm here...

Just staying awake... just staying awake...

Don't judge too harshly from these pictures!