How many times has Virgin made promises to Canadians it couldn't deliver, Pumpkins?
"Ooh, look at me. I'm a cute little virgin. If you play your cards right, you can have me for a whole season." And just when you get yourself worked up to pop that sale "Oops, sorry. I have to go home now."
Well, where I come from, dahrlings, we call that a CT - Canada Teaser. And we don't put up with it. Once maybe. We're polite, so maybe twice. But by the 3rd time, we're onto the ruse.
Virgin has been wiggling their red tail around Canada with great fanfare for well over a decade - twice from Toronto and now Vancouver - and each time they've pulled out early.
I don't mind telling you that I much prefer to ride an old pro like AC across the pond. They're not as tight as they used to be with making deals, and they help pump up our business.
Sir Branson (or Dickie, as I like to call him) can take his flying high men, and women, and only come back when he knows how to behave like a proper Canadian travel slut. Honestly!
