Vacation begins when one saunters out the door from the last shift of work. It's an unwritten rule and truth.
The form of locomotion matters not. It's the
leaving work that reigns supreme.
I contracted a quite curable case of FOMO.
What?
the only cure known is to add days to the trip
Always. Always the cure.
It's what sensible traveler's to Disney do anyway. So I did.
Very sensible of you.
in the end, @jedijill opened up her bag of pixie dust and practically covered us from head to toe with 2 nights in her Kidani room with a Savanah view. Hello!
Super nice of her! And... woot! for you!
With a far better option than crashing on a Disney lawn somewhere,
Because of the love bugs, right?
Most of you do know that I start to pack for my Disney trips weeks in advance,
by Monday, I was down to putting in the last few items like... you know... underwear. (If you have read my past TRs, you'll get that rather obscure reference.)
I do! Go, commando girl!
it became odiferously clear that deodorant is equally important in 90 degree Florida heat. I brought the EPIC stink to the Meet
Oh dear.
On the bright side, it was just where I left it on the bathroom counter when I got home.
yay! unmoving deodorant!
my son who was taking me to the shuttle drop off point around 2:10 AM that night.
ouch.
Very good of him to do that for you.
It was the first time I took an airport shuttle and I'll never go back to parking at the airport or finding a sceevy motel to camp in before my early morning flights.
Good! No more late night moving furniture to block doors.
(Not good in case of fire. Good in case of intruder. Weigh your options.)
a prickly pear marg and some pork belly tacos. Let the Chunky begin...
Looks good!
getting all gussied up for people I'd never see again.
You sound like the skipper of the Jungle Cruise: "Wave to the people on the dock. You'll never see them again."
As for meeting @buzzrelly , I already knew I'd be a hot mess anyway because it takes approximately 14 seconds in the Florida weather to look like crap. Oh well, Kelly, I tried!
I'm
quite sure you looked absolutely fabulous.
I'm one of those weirdos who would rather sit for over an hour with a cup of coffee and my phone, than run to a gate.
I guess I'm a weirdo too. I want to sashay up to my gate and
not be fashionably late, thankyouverymuch.
Because A) running happens very little anymore (unless there is a Disney bus waiting at my depot and I see it from the park exit),
A very good reason. And betting this happened...
I've missed or almost missed too many flights in my irresponsible past
Oh? That surprises me.
PDX carpet foot shot!
(Nice shoes (and tootsies) by the way.)
I'm not sure why, but I almost have the feeling I've seen those before. Huh. (The shoes I mean. Not the tootsies.)
Remember that coffee? It does 2 things. It wakes me up and tastes delicious. But more importantly, it absolutely ensures that I will be the most annoying seatmate EVER to the unfortunate souls who chose to take the middle and aisle next to me.
Note to self. Do NOT under
any circumstances sit beside Liesa on a plane.
Considering we live nowhere close to each other... I suspect I'm safe.
Well, at least I wasn't a screaming baby. No judging from this quarter. I've been that parent a few (dozen) times.
I haven't... we got lucky.
But I have been on a few flights with screaming kids. It happens. That's what headphones and movies are for.
I ended up with this view:
I should hope so! Otherwise that exit will have a rather sudden drop to it.
I'm not sure what's worse, exit row passengers who've had 3 stiff drinks, or one who isn't there most of the time.
Hmmm... I think the former helps deal with the latter.
Finally landing, I remembered my carry-on, hat, and jacket, and made my way to the nearest bathroom
You're kidding...
Whoops! Sorry!
...only to find out that I went to the wrong side- Southwest flights are on Side A
I was going to ask about this, but...
As a side note: Remember Boys and Girls, if you add extra days onto the front end of a trip with very little notice you don't get any shiny yellow tags.
... then I read that part and the nickel dropped.
Also, I did talk to ME a day or so before I left and they did tell me I could have used the tags for Coronado... just to scratch off "Coronado" and write in "XXX Resort" in sharpie. I wish I'd had that conversation with them BEFORE I'd thrown them away.
D'oh!
But... good to know for the future.
As I was waiting for my bag, I received a 2nd shot of pixie dust. My phone lit up with a text from
@docsoliday1 saying he was in the area and was offering to pick me up and take me to Kidani!
No way! How did he know you were landing then???
We happily chatted like old friends all the way to Kidani Village
Is this your shot from the car? Or just a Google one?
Okay, right after bag check I was feeling the magic all over again.