Overseas trip to Canada
In the summer, my husband was sent on a business trip to Canada. Naturally, I decided to join him, and even take our two teenage children. After all, there is rarely the opportunity to ride so far!
All problems began with obtaining visas. This is something – getting visas to Canada. For some reason, we were suspected of intending to emigrate to this country and did so with enviable tenacity for two months! My husband was given a visa from the first call, and my children were refused on the grounds that I was going to emigrate there. I was at a loss. Why should I emigrate alone after so many years of marriage? But there was nothing to do, I had to play by their rules and collect a bunch of references. In the end, my boss got angry and gave me a certificate on the official letterhead of the enterprise that I was not going to emigrate. Help was on the official form and with a seal! I was somehow ashamed to take such a linden to the embassy, but strangely enough, they willingly took it, and even gave me, finally, a visa. Two days before the trip! I want to add that all the hotels we have been paid for, and the tickets are non-refundable. So the hassle is still that!
It’s good that I read somewhere the advice not to take a lot of bags with me, otherwise the passport control official might not let them into Canada even after you got to her. It really is. With us, two passengers were sent back, because they had five bags each. Despite the fact that we took only two bags for four, the officer studied us for a long time and hostility, and I had the feeling that he was looking for something to complain about.
Finally, we are in Canada. After such ordeals, I imagined a sort of fairy-tale country with milk rivers, where everyone would like to emigrate. But we were disappointed. Actually, I got the feeling that Canada is a US village. Homes are plain and identical, they can not stand any comparison with cottages near Moscow. I don’t understand the Canadians’ confidence that people from Russia are eager for them. Well, maybe from the province, yes. But in any case, from Moscow. I would never have gone there. We didn’t see anything so impressive in view of all our ordeals with obtaining a visa. Unless Niagara Falls. This is truly a miracle of nature! But there are many other friendly and attractive countries.
Well, now about the journey itself.
After landing in Toronto, we transferred by plane to Ottawa, the interval between flights was 2 hours, and taking into account the huge queues at the Toronto airport for passport control, we had to be pretty nervous. We approached the female control officer and showed tickets for a flight for which check-in should already have been announced and asked to let us skip the queue, which was followed by a formidable growl of this Afro-Canadian, so much gesticulation that we were stupefied and preferred to be late for flight than to repeat your humble request. We had to stand in line for a long time, and then change the ticket for another flight, while we were lucky that planes fly at this time of the day quite often.
Finally, we are in Ottawa. We were taken by taxi to the hotel. He was in a very convenient place – almost in the center. We must pay tribute to the Canadian taxi. Everything has a very clear price list, and we were given checks after the trip. In addition, we gave the driver a tip. The whole trip cost $ 50 from the car and for tea we gave $ 5. The driver was very pleased and thanked.
So we are finally at the hotel. Hotel Quality. The quality of the hotel is average. Decorated in country style. The bathroom is cramped, the glass on the windows did not wash for a long time. The room for four is clearly small. I must say that the center of Ottawa is solid hotels. Very convenient to get to the main attractions. Now I would choose another hotel.
The next day we went for breakfast in the hotel cafe. Breakfast was included in the price. A lovely girl, apparently a part-time student, approached us and asked for a very long time about the order. The choice was not rich – either fried eggs on one side, or on both sides plus toasted bread. For a long time I asked each of us how many pieces of sugar he prefers, and did this with a very important look. We ate and went on excursions. Since we arrived at an official invitation, the tours were ordered for us by the host. On the first day there was an advertised tour about ghosts. We went to the campaign of the same wise professors from universities and it was funny to listen to nonsense like “One woman says she saw a ghost here.” At the same time, the guide girl was dressed in an old cloak and held a lantern in her hand, apparently for greater persuasiveness. After this excursion we went on a steamer along the Ottawa River. Pretty nice trip! Very beautiful views of Ottawa and the surrounding area. The walk reconciled us with the previous excursion. Nature, of course, is amazing. Power and scope are felt in everything.