These were our original flights to Spain.
We should be in Montreal because it's 12:44 pm in Vancouver. However, I know the Vancouver time as I'm still sitting on the couch in our apartment. As soon as we got up at 5:00 am this morning, my phone already had an email from YVR, the airport, that our flights had been cancelled in the night. Jay logged on to the computer and had around ten messages all relating to our cancellation and rerouting.
We have been rebooked on Vancouver to London flights and then, hopefully, will have two hours to get from terminal 2 to terminal 5. Our flight from there to Barcelona puts us in at 6:30 pm on Wednesday rather than in the morning as was originally scheduled.
We will have less time to walk Las Ramblas in the evening for sure.
Jay and I cannot board the MSC Orchestra for our cruise until 1:00 pm on Thursday, so I guess after breakfast that morning, we can have a few hours to mingle with the tourists on Barcelona's main pedestrian boulevard before checking out of Hotel Rialto.
I'm sure it is not just the cynicism of age when I remember how flying used to be fun. We now plan to head to the Vancouver airport at around 4:00 pm to get on AC 860 at 8:00 pm local time.