The flight back from Madrid to Calgary seemed harder than some of the marathon flights back to Australia. You’d think a (relatively) short flight would be easier, but a 5am start in Madrid (yawn), a 4 hour stopover in Frankfurt (blerg…) and a 9 hour flight on AirCanada (groan) all add up.
Frankfurt is a dismal airport. Nowhere to sit, a bad smell seemingly everywhere, and unless you want to go through security a hundred times, nothing to eat.
AirCanada – well, I guess they are trying, but really, I ran out of movies to watch, the flight tracking has never worked, there are no games to play, the TV selection is a joke. Not the mention the general rudeness of the staff.