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TOUCHDOWN, TORONTO
In a photo over the travellator, differently shaped toes in a circle say, all is welcome in Toronto.
Where we snake with passports
I marvel at the elegance of Koreans — in my next life, I shall arrive like that after a ten-hour flight.
Jetlag begins to show
when I squeeze Voltaren gel
on my toothbrush in the washroom.
At the next check-in desk
I do an about turn,
jump back on the swooshing shuttle to go to Terminal 1 again –
a lanky Jamaican from Air Turkey barks, “Sit, wait — if I retrieve your suitcase late, we’ll rebook you.” My heart sinks.
It’s already eleven pm.
He returns. Large, strange, faithful.