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| - As a frequent traveler, writing a review for Toronto International Airport is gratifying. I have traveled abroad, seen of many great places and gained vast amounts of knowledge. Of the many joyous, remarkable memories I have experienced during my flights in and out of Toronto Pearson Airport, I shall tell you one of my recent anecdotes. Read along with my words, for I shall write you an adventure unlike any other.
On the eve of a dark, windy morning, right before sunrise, my family and me drove towards the Park N Fly. The parking lot spans out to football fields. We walked to the nearest bus station, and waited for the next bus scheduled to arrive. We only waited for a few seconds before a bus zoomed pass a corner and stopped right in front of us. Fortune favors us. The bus driver helped us load our luggage onto the bus. We sit comfortably on some seats near the front. Now, we're speeding our way towards the airport.
Once arrived and inside the airport, we were beset from all sides from mass crowds of people- carrying luggage and briefcases- bustling around everywhere. We squeezed our way pass and stuck together.
Using the online check in, we sped through the long line ups and waits. A man, with an Air Canada name tag, carefully helped us with any inquires we had. We scanned our passports onto the scanner. This man patiently helped us and guided us in a step by step process. We tagged our luggage, filled out any forms and began making way towards customs and security checks.
We are greeted with a line up as arrive into customs. After patiently waiting in line and minutes of playful banters, we finally arrive at the metal detectors. I carefully place my belongings onto a tray, including my backpack, my shoes and phone. I walk through the metal detector. Alas, the customs agent separates my bag onto a different line. Another customs agent takes my belongings and searches thoroughly for any items that do not belong. Curse my luck! My bag contains a water bottle and an Axe deodorant spray; both are illegal to bring onto an airplane. The officer informs me of the illegal items. Remind me next time not to bring water bottles and an Axe deodorant spray into customs.
We walked to our terminal, after walking down a flight of stairs. Since we had time on our hands, we purchased breakfast at the nearest coffee shop. I ate cream cheese bagel with an orange juice. We walked back to the terminal and sat eagerly waiting to be boarded onto our plane. I'm safe and ready to fly.
Pearson is a great airport for frequent travelers. I shall return for more flights to uncharted places (not really uncharted).
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