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!!!!!
no more lurking promise
it was such a nice surprise to see you and your family. I was there with my niece ( 30 years old and her 1st visit to WDW) and when I saw you, I thought I know her from some where and I said OMG that's KindaKrazy, so after explaining to Bridget (my niece) how I knew who you were, she was a little
I thought I saw the Dis party was on the 22nd, we were sitting at Petals, but since I was always just lurking was a little shy about just coming over, but now wished I did...next time I will
but at least it happened before Disney, and you had something happy to think about while there. I will try not to be just a lurker with this report
Just kidding...I hope you get started on the fun stuff soon though!
