Fair warning, Pumpkins. A serious situation has developed at YUL. And thank goodness I was there to witness it so you can alert your clients.
Rapidair pax at Pierre Elliot Trudeau now have to line up at the leisure traveller security gates. As if snaking down the lanes with all manner of charter people isn’t bad enough, they are forced to watch the horror of half dressed amateurs unpacking and repacking totes, beach bags and fanny packs. It was mortifying.
What’s worse, rather than pop right up at the Rapidair counter, the stunned little corporates have to run down a maze of corridors like rats looking for cheese. I watched once imperious AC gate attendants flail around trying to herd the lost ones towards A1. Not pretty.
I hope that little pipsqueak of a son of Pierre fixes this.
In other news, Carnival has embarked on a very clever strategy, dahrlings. Their “mishaps” are becoming so commonplace, consumers will soon stop paying attention. In any case, cruisers are way too preoccupied with whether or not they can pack nail clippers or a deadly shampoo bottle.
