Sleep No More..

Sleep No More… Planes, Delays, and the Latte That Saved My Sanity. Parramatta It all started out perfectly. Our bags were packed with snacks and lunches, we arrived at the airport on time, checked our luggage, and breezed through security in under ten minutes. To celebrate how smoothly everything was going, we grabbed pints of Guinness and relaxed in anticipation of the adventure ahead. Then—our flight was delayed. The plane was coming from Winnipeg and had left late for reasons unknown. We only had a one-hour, forty-minute window to connect to our Qantas flight in Vancouver. When I asked WestJet staff abo...