Monday August 18, 2008
Our Disney Arrival Day!
I might not have mentioned it but over the summer both DS and myself had picked up a nasty cough. The kind that overtakes you right in the middle of a sentence and forces you to do a large intake of air (while making a wheezing sound) before finally coughing. We can thank Nanny for it. She gave it to us in the late spring and it was hanging on to her too. We sounded like a full service smoking family some days.
Anyhow I was worried that I would need some more medicine for the kids and I so I just had to make a target run. At least that is what I told DH and I did buy medicine too. Of course I also wanted to buy a bunch of other stuff but when I got up to the cashier I discovered that my mastercard was missing!
You know that horrible panic you feel when you have misplaced your wallet or car keys or passport or credit card? I wallowed in that panic for a few moments until I remembered where my card was. It wasn't at home but in the hotel room in DH's wallet. This Disney trip was funded by money left to me from my grandparents (the first Nanny and Poppa who since the birth of DS9 went on to be called great-Nanny and Great-Poppa) estates. So I was footing the bill for everything including the Olive Garden dinner
Remember DH and DS9 stayed back to finish up the non-touching but still offensive to DS9 broccoli? So I could only pay for a few essentials (medicine for the kids and a new pair of dry-fit shorts and a t-shirt for myself) with the cash I had in my wallet. I decided not to dwell on it because it was my Disney arrival day after all. I wasn't going to let anything burst my bubble today.
My target trip took from 8:15- to 9:00am door to door. DH left for breakfast then and I took the kids to the pool to swim.
Our flight was at noon and I had booked the shuttle for 10:30. So at 9:40 I got the kids out of the pool and back into the room to dry off and organize our luggage. Now do the math with me. I have three kids, one van parked far away from the door due to our late check in, 5 carry on bags, 5 check-in bags, 2 strollers, 2 overnight bags and a purse. I also needed to re-organize a few things from our overnight bags. A few things needed to be left in the van, put into our carry-on bags or into our checked in luggage. DH took his wallet with him with included my credit card and the keys to the Van. By 10:10 am I am realizing that I'm not getting any help from him and I'm not going to make it on my own in time. If I had been on a reality TV show I would have given Kate a run for her money. There I was muttering to myself and uttering curse words under my breathe (all directed at DH of course) while trying to calm the kids down (Yeah like that was possible. They knew we were going to Disney today) and carrying everything.
So I did what every good fishwife does. The three kids and I ran down into the restaurant and stormed the entranceway. There he was all by himself drinking an orange juice and reading the paper. The rage that grew in me was not magical. It was almost 10:30 and we were going to miss our bus and maybe our flight and here he is reading the financial section of the paper. Do you think it would make more financial sense to actually make your flight so you don't have to pay for a separate one? UGH!!!
The next moment is not a particularly proud moment for me. My inner fishwife emerged. From the entrance way I yelled something to the extent of "Do you know what time it is?" while my three children in their excited states moved wildly around the restaurant. Well, no DH did not know what time it was and he swears he didn't know what time I booked the shuttle bus for either. The man was right beside me. Perhaps all that beeping from last night affected his hearing.
Let's call this next 30 minutes argument number two shall we. DH felt that I goofed around at Target (he wasn't even out of bed when I left) so he felt he was entitled to some time too. His excuse was that it was the kitchen that took too long with his order and he was angry that I yelled at him in public. Not saying that I am perfect in any way but in my books he doesn't have a leg to stand on with this one. We had some nasty words for each other while we were frantically re-organizing the luggage in the Van in the parking lot. Again DH mentioned that he didn't know we would have to do this. I really should say while I was re-organizing everything but he did open and close the roof-top carrier. I could have stayed in that angry place all day but since it was our Disney arrival day and he did apologize, so I moved on.
We missed the 10:30 shuttle. There was a backlog of people taking the shuttle that morning and we missed the 11am shuttle too. You can imagine the state I was in by now. I did have lots of time to take some pictures of our luggage laying out by the front of the hotel while waiting for the 11:30 bus.
Here are our bags. I always like to take pictures of them so I can describe them to the airport staff when they go missing.
Here is my park bag.
We took two strollers. An old one I had planned on leaving there and a new one I actually cared what happened too. Here is the new one.
Here is Cindy out front of the Millenium Hotel.
Perhaps now would be a good time to mention that I hadn't checked us in yet. I screwed up my printer before we left by printing out too many TGM charts. So we still had that to do as well. No problem. We still had over thirty minutes to load the bus (when it arrived) drive to the airport (8-12 minutes) check in, go past security and board the plane. Easy peasy right?
Somehow we managed it. Before the bus arrives DH apologizes (again are we noticing a theme here?) and makes nice to me.
At the airport in the Jetblue check in lineup DH started up a conversation with a lovely family from Abbotsford British Colombia. This was their first trip to WDW and they were staying at POR too. Hi Kerry and Judy! We started chatting about the impending weather. We all hoped that it would pass over and we would be fine.
We really enjoyed Jetblue. Loved the individual TV's. I had bought the kids new tamagotchi's for the trip as well as a few other toys to keep them occupied. We all had a few snacks packed (a power bar, fruit leather, some pretzels and cookies) to tie us over until we could get a real meal.
Here we are on our flight.
Notice DH gets to sit alone and read the paper. Perhaps he hasn't had enough personal time today yet?
I should mention that Nanny and Poppa were taking a different flight. They flew out of Toronto on Air Canada (Where Nanny used to work until she retired last year). They were to arrive just after noon and we were to arrive at 2:30 which we did.
The other family followed us to the magic express counter because as you know it can be difficult to find the first time. I guess it was our matching Disney t-shirts because before I knew it we had a whole entourage of people following us.

At first I didn't think anything of it until we went out of our way to go to the bathroom and noticed that all these families were waiting for us. It was kind of comical.
I'm not sure how long we waited for our Magic Express bus but it must have been at least 20 minutes because we just missed a bus and I could see the staff closing the line off in the distance.
Here are the boys being patient in line for ME. You can see the new stroller unfolded. I had taken a sharpe and written "CANADIAN" and "I LOVE WDW" all over it. No one was going to mistake it for theirs.
Here is a picture of the older stroller.
It came with a connecting infant bucket seat and I've had it since DS9 was born. The plan was that DD7 Cindy would ride in that one and DS5 my little Jedi would ride in the new one. DS9 was to walk. If he can dance with the countries national Ballet company for 6 hours five times a week for a straight month than he can W-A-L-K. As a matter of fact he should be pushing us.
Once we finally got on the bus and moving I was looking out the window and this is what I saw. My first glimpse of Florida.
It was cloudy and windy when we loaded the bus. Once we got rolling on the highway it started to rain. I mean really rain. I felt the bus buckle under the heavy rain and wind. I got my shawl out of my carry-on because just looking at the storm made me cold. Apparently it did for DD7 Cindy too. Here is a picture of us on the bus.
We sat back and watched the video and tried to focus on the magic, the excitement, and all the possibilities that could happen on this trip while we tried to block out the storm that was raging outside. I knew storms happen in Florida but they are usually fierce and quick so how long could this one last anyway? Little did I know how wrong I would be.
But back to the realm of possibilities you feel at the beginning of the trip. We started talking about what we wanted to do this trip. The kids and even DH were excitedly chatting about this ride or that and I felt a warm glow overtake me. Anything was possible this trip and regardless of the weather outside the Diamond clan were about to experience some Disney Magic. I wasn't going to let one quick little rain storm ruin my Disney arrival day. I gave Cindy such a squeeze on my lap she yelped for me to ease up on my hold.
What magic did we find when we finally checked in to POR? Click here to be taken to the next installment.
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