I like the U.S. a whole lot more when the Canadian dollar is on par or worth more than the USD.
It’s bloody expensive for Canadians to travel anywhere in the world where the USD is an accepted currency or where travel packages are priced based on the USD = central America.
That’s why I refused to buy a hotel room for an overnight layover in San Francisco (SFO). It’s an expensive hotel room city to begin with. Even before you figure in the exchange rate.
Got in from San Salvador at 1:00 a.m. Had to collect my luggage and leave the secured area. Only needed to bed down until the United Airlines Lounge opened at 5:00 a.m. Flight to Vancouver was scheduled for 10:30 a.m.
Turned out to not be the hellish experience I expected.
Thanks to Angel, my Honduran cab driver, we found a store selling air mattresses while on route to the airport in Roatan. $9.00 USD. Once at SFO, all I had to do was find a safe-ish spot, blow it up and begin counting sheep. Found a tucked away place in a passenger waiting area where others were sleeping. Some folks were underneath the block of seats.
Got busy setting up my ‘room’:
- Positioned a luggage cart and my suitcase to block easy access to me.
- Set the ‘brown noise’ on my IPad.
- Earbuds in. Eye mask on.
- Set the alarm for 4:30 am.
- Head down at 2:02 a.m.
- Slept like a baby until the alarm went off. Then, snoozed for another hour.
The hardest part of sleeping rough was deflating the air mattress.
Then, it was off to re-check my luggage, brush my teeth and find a comfy spot in the United Airlines lounge, where some asshole called me (and others) peasants!! With six cappuccinos in my system by that point, he’s lucky I didn’t rip his throat out.
I love my little blue air mattress. It will travel with me again. We may have another sleeping rough ‘date’ at SFO in October. Yippee.