The adventure kicked off today with a fair share of tumult. As planned, I had my passport ready for my evening departure, but, as luck would have it, it managed to find its way under my bed. I ransacked my bags three times in search of the elusive document until, thanks to my playful cat, I discovered its hiding place. Racing against time, I managed to make it to the airport in time to embark on my journey. I have to admit, the adrenaline was pumping! The airport was surprisingly accommodating, and the newly opened terminal wing in SLC added an element of novelty to my travels.A minor hiccup arose when our flight was delayed due to some fellow passengers arriving late from Atlanta, but it gave me a chance to meet up with Ryan, my stalwart companion in this escapade, who was en route from St. George, Utah. Together, we navigated the labyrinthine Vancouver airport, grumbling about the incongruous location of our hotel, yet profoundly grateful for its proximity. Our camaraderie made the otherwise daunting task of managing our 143 pounds worth of gear through elevators and corridors significantly less burdensome. We finally made it to our rooms around 1am, exhaustion quickly coaxing me into a restful sleep by 2am.xoxo Jenn