March 9: Male dominance

I pack my suitcase once again. Mom calls. Issues cannot wait until my arrival in Vancouver tonight. My dad is sent to the hospital once again.

Lunch and good company at O&B Canteen provides a welcome diversion from the turmoil surrounding my father’s illness.

The airport seems to be celebrating men’s day--the gender balance tips wildly with the departure of 27,000 convention attending miners. Swarms of suited men hover at the gate, hoping for that elusive seat on oversold flights. I am offered $200 to cede mine for a later flight, which I declined. The later flight arrives in Vancouver prior to mine. I arrive in Vancouver 2 hours late, exhausted.