OMG YOU'RE ON THE WRONG PLANE!!!!!
That's kind of funny...and nerve wracking at the same time.Not to laugh at your dilemma or anything.
You MUST POST ANOTHER UPDATE TONIGHT!! You can't leave us hangin like this!!!
And Bates motel and a chainsaw...
Oh, that is just wrong!! You can't leave us hanging like that - not with you on the wrong plane!!!I'm assuming you eventually got on the correct plane - or at least got to your original destination. You did say you were back!!
Here's hoping you didn't spend your Disney trip in the Bate's Motel!!
Michelle
How is that even possible?!?!?
Hello!!! Homeland Security people!
Okay... so mean border crossing Nazi won't let you bring chocolate chip cookies into this country (which is just wrong because Americans LOVE them
Surely the captain is trying to be funny; and isn't.
Aloha!
I'm just loving your TR! Count me in
BUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
were you REALLY on the wrong plane????? Sarah darling, ONLY YOU!!!!
(unless the capitan was trying to freak you out and now your freaking us out?)
Did you catch that?
Salt Lake City!
We're going to Albuquerque!
Wait!!!
I said WAIT!!!!
WE'RE ON THE WRONG PLANE!!!!!
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Kinda....WRONG PLANE
How did that happen??
I hope the pilot was joking, but I have a feeling he wasn't from your reply to another DIser..
When we boarded our plan to Fl, the pilot was like the weather in such and such a state is cold and rainy........what a comedian
Nah Folks....No worries...We are heading now to Sunny Orlando to Visit Mickey
OMG, this is my secret nightmare!!! My b/f is in a wheelchair and I have to help transfer him, I couldn't imagine hearing I was on the wrong plane. You poor woman, first the horrible guard, then the Bates motel, now this????
Your vacation has got to get better, it just has got to get better. I will be here reading either way
We need an update!
and reading your trip report before work, thinking well at least they will be out of the Bates Hotel, and on their way to Disney, but no your going to Salt Lake City...and then you leave us hanging, and now I have to leave for work, where there is a computer, but I will not check for an update 
Great trip report...but not very nice to keep us hanging like this
Great update except...WRONG PLANE??!!
So I am sitting here drinking my coffee
WOW! R U serious!! Wrong Plane! I would have been in a panic for sure-- I have a huge fear of fying and this just isnt starting off well
The Trip Chapter 1 - The Beginning
The alarm went off painfully early on September 13th. Normally I hit the snooze button more times then I care to admit but for some reason I bounded out of bed on the first buzz this morning.
Any guesses as to why?
Oh ya! I'm going to Disneyworld today!!
Flew into the shower and then got the girls up and dressed for school. I got my uniform on and consulted with HG about a secret plan. I was only working until noon today much to my boss's dismay so why don't I swing by the school and pick the kids up on my way home? That way we can get across the border before the lines get crazy. Okay, plan approved!
Work was painful to say the least. Having to actually work on the day you are leaving on vacation is a bad idea no matter how you look at it. I eventually made it to noon and high tailed it out of there and went and picked up the kids and their homework and then we headed home to do the last minute packing. I figured we could be on the road by 1:30 or 2:00 at the lastest.
Wrong. Apparently we had more "last minute packing" to do then I thought.
Finally loaded all the suitcases into the truck and eventually hit the road by 3:15. Oh well, better then if we had waited until the kids were out of school to leave.
Here we are just about to shut the trunk and head out. Okay, by "we" I mean "them". Someone had to take the picture!
Where was I? Oh ya - we're now finally in the car. Tuned the radio to the news station so we could hear what the border line ups were like. We have one that is reasonably close to us and we like the American guards there. They are nice unlike the ones at the other crossing. Then the traffic comes on. Crud. There is a 2 hour line up at "our" crossing and only 20 mins at the other one. Oh well, we headed east to go to the other one.
There is one particually nasty guard at that one but what are the chances that not only will he be working but that we'll get in his line up?
Apparently they are pretty good because yep, we got him.
Once he gave us crap about 2 cookies we were taking across the border. Wanted to know the ingredients and wasn't too kind in asking. HG was shocked and wasn't sure how to answer and kind of stumbled which made it worse. I think he was about to cry when I stepped in and explained that they were chocolate chip ones that were bought from a store and I wasn't sure about the exact ingredients. He quizzed us for awhile longer and finally let us through. Needless to say, we don't like him very much.
So this time we were less then thrilled to get him. I don't think I have ever gotten the same guy twice and when I do, it had to be him didn't it?
Once again we were given the third degree and came dangerous close to a body cavity search! Next time we are heading to the nice border no matter how big the lines are!
At least now we are finally in the same country as Disneyworld!
Drove for about an hour and then decided to stop for dinner. We were hungry and figured if we stopped then by the time we hit Seattle rush hour would be over. Rush hour in Seattle is ugly. Vancuver is bad too but Seattle is worse!
Went into Olive Garden and chowed down and then back on the road. Next stop - Seattle!
Here is where things got a little tricky!
We didn't make hotel reservations because we couldn't remember the name of the hotel we always stay at and besides, we've never made ressies before and have never had a problem. Surely we wouldn't have trouble on a Thursday night in September.
Wrong!
At first we couldn't find our hotel and then we realized that the fancy new road around the airport was going straight through where our hotel should have been! Uh oh! Oh well, there are tonnes of other ones, we'll just stay somewhere else.
First hotel - no room for you!
Second hotel - no room for you!
Third hotel - no room for you!
Fourth hotel - no room for you!
Fifth hotel - no room for you!
Are you noticing a pattern here? Seems every cruise ship known to mankind was leaving Seattle in the morning so every hotel room was booked tonight!
The kids are tired and are panicing and crying. HG is mad and so driving like a mad man and I am trying to keep things light and airy "We'll find somewhere, its okay. Really it is." Of course even I wasn't buying it.
After another hour or so of checking hotels we finally found a very old motel in a less then desirable area of town that had a room for us. I have no idea what we ended up paying for it and it didn't really matter. All I needed was a place to lay down for a couple of hours - we were leaving at 7am the next morning.
Got up the scary, broken stairs without hurting ourselves and swung open the door to the room. Nearly passed out from the smell. I am pretty sure someone had died in there at some point.
"Its fine everyone. We'll just turn the air conditioning on and it will be fine in a couple of minutes"
I think I was trying to convince myself of this just as much as them.
The girls went into the bathroom and there was a large hole in the wall! They were to scared to "go" in there. Tough. You have to pee! Mean mommy came out and made them go in there before bed.
Finally got them tucked in and then pulled back the sheets to get into my bed.
YUCK!!! ICK!!!!! I AM NOT SLEEPING IN THAT!!!!
Let's just say the sheets had not been cleaned since the last people used the room and from the looks of things they enjoyed the hotel way more then we were.
Time to sleep in my clothes on top of the covers. No way I was getting in there and the kids were asleep and there was no where else for us to stay.
I layed there all night praying to fall asleep and hoping this was some sort of bad dream.
After all this was not the way our dream vacation was supposed to start!
Mickey take me away! Please!
Hope you can forgive me. But, now that I'm back and collecting TR's I thought I'd come back to see how your trip went and what did I read? I read about nasty boarder patrol and disgusting hotel rooms! so sorry your trip got off to such a crappy start! I hope the next update I read is better.
The Trip Chapter 2 - The Next Day
I don't think I slept at all in the Bate's motel last night. Not a single wink. I kept waiting for the masked man with the chainsaw to burst through the door.....
And I was also a little afraid we'd sleep in and miss our early morning flight!
Well, with good reason too. As you already know the motel was in less then stellar condition and when we arrived the clock radio was not set to the right time so we didn't know if it was in fact working. We set it and crossed our fingers!
Okay, so we set HG's cell phone alarm too.
I tend to be a worrier in case you hadn't noticed!
The one thing that I thought this motel (and I struggle to even call it that for I fear it was more a "rent a room by the hour" kind of place) was that they would let us leave the truck there while we were away thus saving us the frightening parking fees at the airport. I just crossed my fingers as we were told we had to move it over by the back door at the Chinese food place next door. Please don't let anyone steal Moosey!
Yes, my truck has a name and her name is Moosey. And yes, she's a girl.
Our flight was at 8:40am and the scary hotel was only about 15 mins away and yet we were told by the freaky guy at the front desk that we would have to be on the 6am shuttle. Um okay. But why? Because we were told if we weren't then they wouldn't take us to the airport.
Okay then. See you at 6am!
At 6:10am there we were at the airport. Ready to go. With no plane anywhere in sight.
What to do with 2 kids who are wound up tighter then a drum at some un-earthly hour of the morning? You feed them!
My tummy wasn't feeling so good. Still on antibiotics so I wrote it off to that and scurried around and got the family fed and made sure we had snacks and water for the plane ride. Doing all the good things that mommies do before strapping our kids into a metal tube and then shoot them up in the air and hope the thing stays there.
Ya, still not a fan of flying.
Time passes and it is almost time to board. One last trip to the bathroom for the kids. "But mommy, I don't have to go" "Tough, you're going". Ya, mean mommy comes out again because the only thing I am more afraid of then planes is plane bathrooms!
Back into the A line where HG had held our place and I sent him to the bathroom. Yep, he's not allowed to pee on the plane either.
Then it was finally time. Time to board.
They scanned our boarding passes and we made the long walk down the gangway to the plane. I'm breathing harder then I should be at this point and trying not to freak out. Keep it together here.
Then I saw the plane. Oh no! I am really going to have to do this!
Touch the plane. Touch the outside. I saw on a tv show once that some random celebrity was afraid to fly so she touched the outside of the plane before she got on it and that made her feel better. I have no idea now who it was and it doesn't matter but I followed her lead and touched the plane. I made the kids touch it too! They thought it was cool. I did it to keep the plane in the air!
Okay, we got on and found 3 seats on one side and one on the other side of the isle.
Got everyone strapped and in and I took this pic!
Awwww.....don't they look calm and happy? Just wait for it.....
The rest of the people filed on and stowed their luggage somewhere. I always wonder how many of the people who fly can read because I am fairly certain that it is clearly marked everywhere that the limit for carry-ons is 1 plus 1 small personal item and yet most people walk on with a suitcase, a laptop bag, a backpack, a shopping bag, a purse and some large object wrapped in brown paper. Just an observation, that's all.
Anyways, back to the story.
Everyone is on and the luggage has been stowed. The doors have been closed and we push back from the gate.
So far, so good right?
Wait for it.....
The captain comes on and welcomes us onboard and lets us know that our flight time to Salt Lake City will be 1 hour and 55 mins.
Did you catch that?
Salt Lake City!
We're going to Albuquerque!
Wait!!!
I said WAIT!!!!
WE'RE ON THE WRONG PLANE!!!!!
Going to look!
this is for all the crap you had to go through at the beginning of your trip.
