Trip Report Day 1 – ‘Round ‘Round We Get Around!
After spending most of Friday running around packing, which was more frustrating than usual. We booked our trip only about 2 weeks before leaving so instead of planning to pack for 2 weeks ahead of time I packed about 12 hours ahead of time.
I then went to work on Friday night but at least instead of the usual 30 minutes to work for a Friday night shift it only took me 10, which gave me the opportunity to buy some last minute things from Wal-Mart. I then also lucked out when I spent my break going to the bank. Of the 15 minute break it only took 10 to get to the bank so I still had 5 minutes to eat something.
Saturday morning I finished packing the last minute items and things I remembered in the middle of the night then my mother and aunt took me to the airport for my first ever southwest flight.
Shameless plug here - I LOVE SOUTHWEST!!! Two checked bags for free and they give you snacks for free in flight, it's just a little thing of peanuts most of the time but it's more than any other airline will do for free. Back to the trip report.
I flew from Minneapolis to St Louis in an uneventful flight. The gentleman seated next to me lived in St Louis and told me where to sit to possibly see the gateway arch when flying out (It was my first time flying into St Louis too)
Once in the St Louis terminal I discovered I was only 10 gates away from where I needed to be for my next flight to Orlando but I also discovered that my Orlando flight was delayed by almost an hour due to rain. So I kicked it in St Louis until 2:30 (instead of 1:40) then boarded the plane, we then were held on the ground for another 20 minutes making us over an hour late.
The flight into Orlando was bumpy but I have been on worse (flying out of MCO during Hurricane Wilma comes to mind). The only thing was, I was starving hungry and had not bought anything in St Louis. Luck again was on my side as this flight had cheese nips as well as peanuts and the attendant was kind enough to give me seconds.
A little over two hours later and I was finally in Orlando. Before continuing I do have to back up. In all this you're probably wondering 'what happened to the best friend who was also going on this trip?' well, she lives in Denver so we were meeting in Orlando.
Friday for her was also spent packing only her's was much more hurried. See the Colorado State Patrol was shutting down mountain passes because of freezing rain and snow. The 4 wheel drive on Sara's truck had also gone out two days before. So she was trying to pack in a hurry so she could get to Denver for a 6 am Saturday morning flight without being stopped by a closed pass.
She did make it but instead of spending a restful night in a hotel near the airport, she only got 3 hours of sleep before being rousted to the airport for her flight to Atlanta. The flight to Atlanta, the layover and the flight to Orlando were all uneventful and she arrived in Orlando at about 2:30, checked into our hotel near the airport, which we had for a employee rate so our 5 days in Disney could be a FULL five days, an fell asleep until I landed at 6:30 instead of the 5:45 I was supposed to be there.
I eventually landed and took the hotel shuttle to meet Sara and we decided that since we were both starving hungry we'd go out to eat. Well just then a pizza delivery menu was slipped under our door for a place called Jo's. The prices seemed reasonable so we decided to stay and order in a pizza. Little did we know what that pizza held in store for us.
To make a long tirade short, we ordered a margarita pizza with extra sausage. What we finally got a discount nearly an hour later was a sausage pizza that tasted more like hamburger, with a crust so rubbery it was hard to gnaw off a bite much less chew it, and there was all of about 3 drops of tomato sauce (an no it wasn't supposed to be a white pizza). It was food though so we ate it and decided that it was the second worst pizza ever. Not wanting to be out done the pizza had its revenge later that night.
After chatting a catching up we decided it was time for bed as we were going to Disney the next day. Disclaimer: neither of us were taking any new or changed medications prescription or otherwise and neither of us had drank anything alcoholic since communion wine the week before, however, that night we had some of the strangest most vivid dreams either of us can remember in a LONG time. The pizza however wasn't finished with us yet as we had still not deemed it the worst pizza ever...
Stay tuned for Day 2: The Disney Day without
Minnesota
After spending most of Friday running around packing, which was more frustrating than usual. We booked our trip only about 2 weeks before leaving so instead of planning to pack for 2 weeks ahead of time I packed about 12 hours ahead of time.
I then went to work on Friday night but at least instead of the usual 30 minutes to work for a Friday night shift it only took me 10, which gave me the opportunity to buy some last minute things from Wal-Mart. I then also lucked out when I spent my break going to the bank. Of the 15 minute break it only took 10 to get to the bank so I still had 5 minutes to eat something.
Saturday morning I finished packing the last minute items and things I remembered in the middle of the night then my mother and aunt took me to the airport for my first ever southwest flight.
Shameless plug here - I LOVE SOUTHWEST!!! Two checked bags for free and they give you snacks for free in flight, it's just a little thing of peanuts most of the time but it's more than any other airline will do for free. Back to the trip report.
I flew from Minneapolis to St Louis in an uneventful flight. The gentleman seated next to me lived in St Louis and told me where to sit to possibly see the gateway arch when flying out (It was my first time flying into St Louis too)
Once in the St Louis terminal I discovered I was only 10 gates away from where I needed to be for my next flight to Orlando but I also discovered that my Orlando flight was delayed by almost an hour due to rain. So I kicked it in St Louis until 2:30 (instead of 1:40) then boarded the plane, we then were held on the ground for another 20 minutes making us over an hour late.
The flight into Orlando was bumpy but I have been on worse (flying out of MCO during Hurricane Wilma comes to mind). The only thing was, I was starving hungry and had not bought anything in St Louis. Luck again was on my side as this flight had cheese nips as well as peanuts and the attendant was kind enough to give me seconds.
A little over two hours later and I was finally in Orlando. Before continuing I do have to back up. In all this you're probably wondering 'what happened to the best friend who was also going on this trip?' well, she lives in Denver so we were meeting in Orlando.
Friday for her was also spent packing only her's was much more hurried. See the Colorado State Patrol was shutting down mountain passes because of freezing rain and snow. The 4 wheel drive on Sara's truck had also gone out two days before. So she was trying to pack in a hurry so she could get to Denver for a 6 am Saturday morning flight without being stopped by a closed pass.
She did make it but instead of spending a restful night in a hotel near the airport, she only got 3 hours of sleep before being rousted to the airport for her flight to Atlanta. The flight to Atlanta, the layover and the flight to Orlando were all uneventful and she arrived in Orlando at about 2:30, checked into our hotel near the airport, which we had for a employee rate so our 5 days in Disney could be a FULL five days, an fell asleep until I landed at 6:30 instead of the 5:45 I was supposed to be there.
I eventually landed and took the hotel shuttle to meet Sara and we decided that since we were both starving hungry we'd go out to eat. Well just then a pizza delivery menu was slipped under our door for a place called Jo's. The prices seemed reasonable so we decided to stay and order in a pizza. Little did we know what that pizza held in store for us.
To make a long tirade short, we ordered a margarita pizza with extra sausage. What we finally got a discount nearly an hour later was a sausage pizza that tasted more like hamburger, with a crust so rubbery it was hard to gnaw off a bite much less chew it, and there was all of about 3 drops of tomato sauce (an no it wasn't supposed to be a white pizza). It was food though so we ate it and decided that it was the second worst pizza ever. Not wanting to be out done the pizza had its revenge later that night.
After chatting a catching up we decided it was time for bed as we were going to Disney the next day. Disclaimer: neither of us were taking any new or changed medications prescription or otherwise and neither of us had drank anything alcoholic since communion wine the week before, however, that night we had some of the strangest most vivid dreams either of us can remember in a LONG time. The pizza however wasn't finished with us yet as we had still not deemed it the worst pizza ever...
Stay tuned for Day 2: The Disney Day without
Minnesota
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Hello fellow Minnesotan. 
Can't wait to read!!! Plus you have more I can go back to when I am done with this one! 
