And then! At 6pm, Air Canada informed me that my flight had been cancelled. So I called to see what the what, and had been on hold with them for an eternity when an email came in from the lovely and up-to-the-minute Carp informing me that they had suspended all flights between Canada and Italy. (Which somehow I had failed to piece together while waiting on hold for lo those many hours) (Just an hour actually, but I feel like lumping in the 4.5 hours I spent on the phone yesterday with that.)
Anyway, that all got me thinking. And got me acting. I rounded up all the media I could find on the subject and found that the last flight was actually leaving tomorrow morning (the flight I didn't book because of a stopover in Montreal).
Well, I've booked it now. I mean, between cancelled classes, the ceiling collapse and government advisories, I get it. All the signs are there. I just didn't have my glasses on.