Bad Trip

[Jennasis]

I just posted this on another thread. You can't change the past. Why dwell on what didn't go right? Why not look at the fun you did have? Or laugh in a few years about what went "wrong"? My husband got a speeding ticket on the way to Disney World about ten years ago. Not a great ticket as he was going 74 in a marked 70 zone but the cop said or car was driving at 84. I've been married to my husband now for over 32 years and the man does not speed that much (snickers aside ), My husband finally got the ticket down to just over 76 MPH and we paid it.

And now, years later? Once we get to that spot on the highway, he always says "they are going to bust me again". It's a joke, nothing more since we can't change the past. As Stephen King has written "done bun, can't be undone".

We DO joke about that awful trip where the family was at each other's throats...now. But the OP asked if We'd ever had a bad trip, so I answered. No dwelling.

 

[delilah]

Good to know I'm not alone! I didn't even want to get on Disboards once we got home! We were there from 6/6-6/16 so it was a long trip. My husband got the speeding ticket in Louisiana - don't speed there! This was on our way to Florida. About five minutes later a rock hits our windshield. Of course that chip cracked all the way across by the time we were in the Florida sun. Then on our way back home here comes another rock. My two cracks have almost met now.

The rain was horrible. We had just gotten our good at Flame Tree BBQ, and gotten to our table when the bottom fell out. So I tell everyone to just take their time and enjoy. We were at one of the lower sections. About half way through the meal I was telling everyone to hold their feet up because all of the water was rushing down, and we were sitting in about two or three inches of water.

Again, none of it was Disney's fault but I think we may give universal a shot next summer.

My family was so cranky, and we were traveling with extended family. I do believe we were all over the trip before we ever made it to Orlando!

We were there the same time as you were. Rained nearly every day, heavy. Used our ponchos every day. But that wasn't as bad as our trip last June, which left me feeling that I hadn't had a vacation.

My husband's family lives in Tampa, and his cousin's adult daughter scheduled a cruise that ended the day we arrived in Orlando. She decided that she wanted to share some vacation time with us. We usually do meet up with his family. I invited his cousin and wife, the daughter and her autistic 11 yo son, and their son, wife and their 4 yo daughter to visit. The 4 yo had gastroenteritis the weekend before we arrived, and I asked husband to confirm that she was over it, and able to travel. I prepared frozen pizza in the room, as well as vegetables and dip. Had a nice little in room gathering. Couldn't go anywhere in the park because hubby's family don't want to buy park tickets, and we can't afford to treat everybody, except the daughter with the autistic son have annual passes. The next day, my husband, son, cousin's daughter, and her son go to Epcot. I wanted to go to Animal Kingdom, which nobody else seems to enjoy, but is my favorite park. Everything seems to be going OK. We join everybody again for dinner at Boma. So far, so good. We go to bed later in the evening, and I am awakened at about 2 am by my husband's vomiting. Not sure whether he had caught gastroenteritis from the 4 yo, or whether it was the seared tuna he and my son ate at Epcot that day, but, they were both sick.

I had, by coincidence, scheduled the Luau dinner at Polynesian resort for the evening of the morning the guys were ill. Prepaid it in advance, made reservations in December. I had also purchased the meal plan, which covered the Luau dinner show, and successfully had the purchase price refunded. But, the guys are sick in the middle of the vacation with prepaid meals. Fortunately, the luau was our last reservation. We didn't use several QS meals, because they weren't eating. Went to the dinner show anyway, since it was already paid for, and most of the value was in the show, which they could still enjoy, if not the food.

But, this past vacation, earlier this month in June, the daughter reveals to us that she and her son had been sick with vomiting while on the cruise. Now, who does something like that? If I were sick with vomiting and diarrhea, I would excuse myself from the visit. Likewise for the little girl. It wasn't my call, but, common sense would dictate that we would have to catch up with them next visit. Totally ruined my vacation, and I wasn't even the one who was sick.

 

[ArwenMarie]

Oh, I got this. We've had trips peppered with flakes of badness here and there that I won't even get into. You know, the usual: tag along relatives that hate Disney, lost purse in space mountain, phone dropped in toilet etc. But on one trip (which had all sorts of mildly awkward and annoying mishaps) when the lights came up after the Enchanted Tiki Birds show, the gentleman seated next to my daughter was dead. I feel like a jerk saying it was "my" bad trip because think of what his family went through. His poor wife was trying to wake him as a nurse came from the crowd to help. But what made it "bad for us" is that my daughter, who was 19 at the time and a lifeguard, felt so horrible. She thought she could have saved him if she had only noticed. She sobbed in bed every night of that trip. So, even though it was not our tragedy, it still made us feel just awful. But it also helped to remind us to treasure all the family times.

How did he die on those benches without slumping over or falling off?

 

[HeyIt'sMe]

Yes - October 2011! The trip was a bust because my MIL & DH both got really sick early in the trip and spent most of the trip in the resort room. I felt so bad because this was a trip that my MIL really needed and was looking forward to. My FIL had passed away in January 2011 and she really wanted to go to the 'happiest place on earth' and spent months planning (and paying for!) the trip only to have it turn out so terribly.

 

[Gitts2008]

We had a bad trip when DD was 6. This was to be her first trip.
The night before we leave I stubbed my pinky toe on the suitcase and the nail came off.
1st night: DD is being VERY VERY VERY moody
2nd Day: It was ok but DD did not seem like she was having fun.
2nd Night: At Garden Grill DD falls asleep at the table. My girl NEVER sleeps so DH and I know that something is wrong. The waitress at Garden Grill was less them helpful when I told her that DD was not feeling well and I needed the check. DH and DD left for the hotel and I waited...and waited...and waited...She finally came back and asked how am I leaving the tip...I said "cash" We were on the DDP.
3rd Day: DD is sick, nothing bad, just tired and a little runny nose, but she wants to go to AK. No less than 15 minutes in the park DD says that she is cold. But, she is BURNING UP. DH stays and explores AK, while I go back to the hotel. A nice driver saw me sitting in the bus line waiting and told me that he would take us back to the hotel. THANK GOODNESS!!! I packed no thermometer, so I got DD settled, called my cell from the room phone and went to Port Royal (CBR) to buy a thermometer. They only had the forehead ones. I take DD's temp and it's over 102. I call DH to come back.
I call the front deck and explain that I need a doctor for my dd and do they know of any that will come to our room. Unhelpful, bleepy bleepy says hold and transfers me to someone else. I say "sorry wrong number and call back the front desk....again the same person, again transferred. I was transferred to Centra Care. I ask for a dr to come to our room. The lady on the other end acts as if I am asking for her firstborn. Ok, the dr cannot come to our room and I need to carry Dd to the shuttle location for them to pick me up. I thank the lady but decline. I call the airline and get information about flights that are leaving tonight. I call my mom. She tells me to call the vacation insurance people. I call and explain the situation. Dd needs to be seen by a dr on vacation in order to file a claim. Ok, DH tries again to get someone who knows how I can get a dr to our hotel room, but no one at the front desk knows. I am told that the dr is right outside of WDW. Ok, when you have a sick child, Centra Care is not right outside. But, that was my perception. Ok, we call for the shuttle the driver is great! We waited 2 ½ hours to be told that dd has a cold. I feel better, ok we leave Friday. We can stay at the hotel Wednesday and maybe part of Thursday. Dd will still be made a princess on Friday morning at her BBB and the trip will not be a loss. I spend the next few hours tending to DD. But, Dd has never had such a fever with a cold and I worry that we should go home. Dh and I talk and we agree to stay. And, oh, no we missed our Fantasmic Hollywood and Vine dinner reservations.

Later that night…DH is now vomiting in the toilet. DD is burning up (the Motrin and Tylenol combo is not helping and I have no real thermometer.) I make phone call after phone call. I change the flight, I call then vacation insurance, I cancel her BBB appt, I call the front desk, I call bell services, and I call and cancel our character meals, anyone and everyone. I run around the room like a mad woman trying to shove, push, and jam our belongings into the suitcases. We will not make the 10am flight back home because I need to pack and I cannot get to customs house by 7:30am being that it is now 6 am. I run to Port Royal and get some food for me, and some apple juice for dd. DH stays in the room for bell service to pick up the luggage.

This is where the trip is now officially horrible and cast member are Stepford people. I did not tell people (front desk, concierge, or anyone on the phone) that Dd and Dh were sick to get something extra. I needed help. I needed to make a plane. I need to be the sole carer for my family. The first time I called the front desk I was told come to the front desk and check out. I called back because we were running very late and I did not have time to stop at the front desk and check out, so I called back. I got a person who told me that if I wanted a refund for the nights that we are not staying I could not do the express check out. Ok, a refund would be helpful, So, I needed to leave dh and dd in the room and have them make their way to the Customs house while I try and get their ASAP. I first walk the wrong way out of the room and need to walk back. I wait on line for a Cast member. I explain, “we are checking out” he says checking in. NO, out out out. He asks my last name I spell it. ( I am stressed, I am tried, I am scared and I just want to go home) He says “ Checking in” No out!!!! I say “please help me here. My family is sick and I am trying to get back home. We arrived Sunday and we were supposed to leave on Friday but we need to leave now to make our flight home. He tells me that I owe $145.00. I have tired brain and say “why for checking out early?” He shows me the bill. Oh, ok what we charged to the room. I say put it on my credit card. He freaking asks me again how do I want to pay. I say on my credit card. Ok, that is done. I explain that when I spoke to someone earlier they said that I could get a refund for the nights not used. He leaves and goes in the backroom and comes back and explains that since we booked with a travel agent, we need to contact them. Ok, that is fine but why did I come up here….nevermind. Than this is where I lost it, yes lost it, I cried and cried. The moron of a man tells me that I have food credits and they are good until midnight tonight. OHHHHH MY!!! I take a deep breath and say again “My family is sick and we need to get back home”

Why did he just not slap me in the face, I will not have a a freaking magical day! So, stop telling me! Everyone tells me to have a magical day. When I call because my child is ill, HOW THE HELL AM I GOING TO HAVE A MAGICAL DAY! When I check out of a hotel because I have a sick husband and child “HOW THE HELL AM I GOING TO HAVE A MAGICAL DAY”

Thank goodness the bell service man and the magical express bus driver (I did not get their names, but I should have b/c they were great) saw that I was breaking. My eyes were red and I looked like I had been crying. They helped dd and dh on the bus. They got the magical express vouchers. They were great.

DD went to the dr 35 minutes after we got off the plane. She had coxsakievirus. Yes, a lovely contagious thing to have when we had shared drinks in the park.

We went back 5 months later and we NEVER EVER talk about our first trip, we do not count it.

 

[eeyoresbff]

Oh my gosh you guys are scaring me as we leave tomorrow morning for Disney. Maybe I shouldn't have read these, I might be jinxed now. LOL. I have had a few bad trips including one to Branson, Mo about 4 years ago and another bad trip to Texas that same year where my dd who was 5 at the time somehow managed to get her seatbelt all tangled around the car seat and herself and we had to cut it off of her. Hopefully this trip will be enjoyable!

 

[patrickpiteo]

Don't travel in a large group that saves a lot of issues.. Who what's to do this who wants to do that who wants to sleep in ugggg best times was just the wife and I..

 

[SA mom]

Thank you all for your tales of woe. I was feeling a little down about our trip in two weeks. I'm 6 weeks after ACL surgery and I was dreading a trip in a hot knee brace and low stamina. Thanks for the reality checks. I will not complain one bit.

 

[maxiesmom]

I thought I would share that there are a few places who will come to you at your room if you are ill. The Medical Concierge is one, Doctors on Call is another. I'm sure they are not cheap, but if you don't want to or really can't leave your room, there are other options.

A few years ago my sister ended up in the ER with chest pains the first night of our trip. So now I have a bunch of phone numbers of urgent care, in room care, and pharmacies loaded into my phone. And written out on note cards, just in case.

I will say the staff at CSR couldn't have been nicer. We had a split stay, with the first night only water view (we added a day and it was all we could get) and the rest standard view, and they let us keep the water view rooms for the whole trip. They paid for taxis to/from the hospital, and called to check on us to see if there was anything else we needed.

 

[MeanestMomEver]

How did he die on those benches without slumping over or falling off?

I was not in that attraction at the time. I was in Fantasyland on a stuck TTA. My youngest 2 (16 and 19) daughters were there so I'm just going by what they told me.

I do not know if he might have been leaning somewhat on his wife. He was not touching or leaning on my daughter tho.

They told me his chin was on his chest and and he just looked like he was sleeping, until the wife started shaking him and patting his face and calling for help. As the nurse came, (bounding over benches) she identified herself and was immediately directing others to call 911, clear the area, etc. She and the wife laid him down and were about to begin CPR. My daughters (both lifeguards) lingered and asked if they needed assistance but they were told to leave and they did. Then they immediately felt guilty because they were not persistent in making it known they were CPR certified and began texting me and asking if they should go back. I told them they could let the cast members at the exit door know. They went back to ask but by that time there were more professionals on the scene. And CM were just standing around the perimeter, saying it was temporarily closed.

Of course, I'm not 100 percent certain that this gentleman did not make it. (I certainly would be thrilled to learn that he recovered.) But my daughter's best friend was on property at the time, visiting her boyfriend who was a cast member. And when my daughter talked to her later, the girlfriend asked the guy if he could get follow up information about the situation. His answer was something along the lines of...

No one is ever pronounced dead on property. Life saving procedures continue as the patient is transported. I did hear of a situation today but it would not be appropriate for me to discuss it.

My daughter asked her friend, "does that mean what I think it means?" Her friend said "yes."

So, I readily admit that is third-hand info by the time it gets to me. But I do believe my daughter did not cry for a few days over a man taking a nap.

Very sad.

 

[luvthemouse71]

I would tell your daughter not to feel guilty about the CPR thing, the nurse probably had it under control. Plus, most places have an AED. Very scary when that happens though. When I was still in nursing school, a woman at our hotel had a seizure. Not much to do then but make sure the area is clear, maybe loosen their clothing, watch them closely and then put them in recovery position afterwards. Two "real nurses" finally showed up. I was very happy to see them!

 

[MeanestMomEver]

I would tell your daughter not to feel guilty about the CPR thing, the nurse probably had it under control. Plus, most places have an AED. Very scary when that happens though. When I was still in nursing school, a woman at our hotel had a seizure. Not much to do then but make sure the area is clear, maybe loosen their clothing, watch them closely and then put them in recovery position afterwards. Two "real nurses" finally showed up. I was very happy to see them!

Thank you. I will tell her that. It will mean a lot to her, coming from a nurse.

 

[MeanestMomEver]

As far as kind of questioning the point of having a "bad trip" thread, I actually think it's helpful. It reminds us that we probably will not have a perfect trip no matter how much prep we put into it. Things just happen.

So, when bad things happen, don't throw in the towel or blame yourself or have a blow up or feel your trip is ruined. Just know that you're in good company. we've all had our vacation ups and downs and it's important to just deal with what needs to be done and then carry on. Do not let the setbacks define the entire trip. I know there are exceptions, such as severe illness, but even then, notice how the one poster said they just put it out of their minds and got a fresh start with another trip. That's what you do! Try again when once you get the problems solved.

Additionally, for parents, I think it's crucial that we behave calmly when we have to deal with unpleasant issues because our children, no matter what age, will learn from watching what we do when there is a problem to solve.

All that said, I've been an active participant in a couple stressful family meltdowns at WDW and I know I could have handled them a lot better. Hopefully, I've learned from the "bad" and will be better equipped for future vacation snags.

The moral of the story: I still treasure the time I spent with my family on every single vacation we've taken!

 

[TNDisneyNut]

On my last trip, I got stopped by MCO security for "failing" the bomb hand wipe thing. And, no... I'm not a bomb maker in my spare time. I wasn't really worried, but more annoyed at the time it took to rifle through my carryon bags and the take me in to the special room to pat me down. Luckily, I sent my wife ahead to Outback at our gate and I arrived with my drink awaiting me.

I got pulled to the side at the airport after a Disney trip for something questionable in my bag. Turns out it was my Disney ornament that had a 3D like design of the parks on it. Through the x-ray, it looked like some sort of bomb, not mickey ears with the parks on it! Almost missed my flight!

 

[Redarrow5150]

And you all thought Clark Griswold had it bad!

Spring 2011
DD2's graduation gift from us was a weekend at WDW. *her choice*

The drive down and the first day were good.

Not only did it rain heavily the 2nd day we were there, there was hail and tornados.

The dog was not happy in the kennels--she came out smelling like pee, shaking and cringing, hadn't touched her food at all. We couldn't make it over to her the day it stormed, due to the weather because the car had a flat (ran over a board with nails on it when parking at POFQ--this was during the remodel) and DH wasn't about to change a flat during that storm. He finally got it changed on the morning of the 3rd day, just in time to go home, because....

DH got food poisoning (confirmed by labwork) at POFQ--he thinks it was the burger with the shrimp on it that did him in. The way home was awful for him. DS cut his hand open on a trash can in Magic Kingdom, and it got infected (went to first aid and got it cleaned and bandaged but I guess not good enough)--he had to go on antibiotics.

Oh, and we almost died on the highway. Thanks Midas. I had had the brakes "done" about 3 weeks before. They were still squeaking, and everytime I went back to the mechanic, they said it was normal, just brake dust from the new rotors and pads settling in. Mind you, I paid for new rotors for both front and back, along with pads, fluid, etc.

Well, it turns out that they had only done the front brakes, not front and rear as I requested. They also hadn't replaced the rotors, but "resurfaced" them. (and rather poorly at that, plus the brake pads weren't replaced.) The back brakes had no fluid and no pads, and the squealing was from them constantly trying to lock up.

On I-10, we lost all braking. During rush hour--5pm. Luckily DH was able to use the emergency brake to slow us down, and some rather kind people let us cut over to the off ramp (which was backed up) and down the off ramp on the edge, so we could stop in a safe area.

Then I spent almost 4 hours on the phone, between the original mechanic's corporate office, another $75 for the tow (which should have been free, as I have towing on my insurance, but because the mechanic called the tow truck, I had to pay), and then 4 hours at a Tire Kingdom (who had to search around for the right parts, have the parts store stay open late to get the part delivered, and the mechanic and shop manager who stayed well after closing to fix this for us.

The original mechanic paid for the parts and labor (overtime for both the mechanic and shop manager ) and refunded me the cost of the original brake job and the tow. Couldn't do anything about no one eating dinner that night, or the kids sleeping in the lobby of the Tire Kingdom or me sitting outside on the phone holding the dog's leash in a sketchy neighborhood at 2am.

Yeah, it was a bad weekend. I think we should be able to get a redo.

 

[msdaisy]

I guess we all have a turn at a bad trip! I do agree that traveling with a large group is difficult. And, driving always seems to throw a kink into things! We usually do pretty well with my extended family. I think it was just everything was sort of going wrong so we weren't all feeling the Disney love for one another. We still aren't! I should send out family vacation invitations to see who responds.

 

[Mousemom234]

Oh yeah....

Decided to drive down from NH one December; in order to both avoid the planeload of sneezing germ-carrieers, and to have our own wheels instead of using Disney Transport. No big deal.

Night 1 we stayed at our usual stopping point: nice place, decent dinner, good breakfast, on our way around 8am. Along about 6pm-ish, we decided it was time to look for a place to stay
{NEVER AGAIN Without a Confirmed Reservation }

Well, the first 4 places we tried were full, the next one I wouldn't rent for my worst enemy - so we decided to get back on 95 and drive along to the next exit. Got off the highway again, found only 2 more booked-up hotels -- and then we got lost...

So now it's fully dark, we're deep into a downtown business / industrial district, where they roll up the sidewalks at sunset, we have a vague sense where the highway ought to be, but no idea how to get back there in a maze of one-way streets and roads that kept veering away from where we wanted to be.

Finallly - a roadsign. Mind you, it's now after 9 pm, we are lost, hungry, and on the edge of a snarl-fest. 'Rt 95, next right' -- we waited for the light to change, checked the traffic carefully - nothing in sight behind us - and made a careful right turn. WHAM! Some (expletively anatomically challenged) guy driving his girlfriend's pink jeep slammed right into us.
According to the skidmarks, I'd guess he was going about 60, in the middle of downtown. The first officer that stopped was off duty, and had to call it in - otherwise, we might have done better. The other driver made it a point to always stay as far away from the police as possible, leading us to believe he'd started the weekend partying a few days early. By the time an actual patrol car arrived, he'd downed half a box of tic-tacs.

So - released, with a ticket for an 'improper turn' ( Seems the center lane, on a practically deserted street is not the place for a lost Yankee to make a right turn from ) , a stove in door and the passenger side full of shattered glass, we limped into a 24hr WalMart, where DH bought plastic sheeting and duct tape. Then we found a motel that wasn't 2 stars below a 0 and hoped it didn't rain.

Headed to WDW the next morning - we weren't going to let THIS stop us.
When we got there, we called our insurance agent, and she cheerfully informed us that we could either have the car fixed in NH, or back in SC, where the accident happened.
After some colourfully expressed unhappiness, she grudgingly admitted that if it was unsafe to drive, we probably could have it fixed in Florida - but only minimal repairs. Since the passenger door was roped shut, she allowed as how it was unsafe. So, off to the repair center my baby went, and we were left stranded at CBR

We finally got it back 5 days later, just in time to let us drive to our dinner at V&A. We're dressed to the 9s, standing in the Florida December afternoon sun, waiting, waiting.... They'd called over an hour before, to let us know the car was on the way back. Just as I thought DH was going to have heat stroke, I spotted it. Red car, silver door, blue fender....

When we finally got home, it still needed to be repainted, so I drove it up to the drive-in claim service office, where we showed the nice man the 'before' pictures - after all, we were on vacation, and what's a vacation without a camera
He was dee-lighted to have photo confirmation of the accident damage, but seemed a bit confused. He wanted to know why we hadn't had it painted in Florida, and I cheerfully informed him "...because our agent said we couldn't..." He pretty much told us she was full of used-food, and that of course we could have had the repairs done completely.
We don't have that agent - or insurance company anymore.

BTW - the Trip Report for that one (different venue) was called '10 Yards to Disney World' --- because that's how much was on the roll of tape we bought.

 

[bumbershoot]

I just posted this on another thread. You can't change the past. Why dwell on what didn't go right? Why not look at the fun you did have? Or laugh in a few years about what went "wrong"?

It's only your perception that those of us sharing are "dwelling", or aren't looking at the fun we might have had.

Though in my case I cannot actually remember any fun; I remember my son singing to the song with the lyric "it's gonna be the best day of our lives" but with "it's gonna be the WORST day of my life", I remember being so sick I couldn't even think, I remember the danged freezing COLD that hit Florida in January, I remember how bad food tasted until I lost sense of smell and taste apart from coffee and chocolate, which caused me to lose a frightening amount of weight in 2 weeks (my husband looked scared when he saw me when I picked him up at the airport 2 weeks into our trip), and I never was able to refuel after somehow managing to get through the WDW Half, I remember not being able to see my family in Daytona apart from one night in 6 days there, because THEY had gotten sick from watching my son while I limped through the Half, I remember my son being so lethargic that a 9 year old willingly watched Life of Pi the whole way through, I remember being at Universal EIGHT nights and visiting the parks for two partial days and spending the rest of the time hanging out with my son who was just too wiped out to do anything else....yeah, there's not a lot of GOOD memories there. At the last week, I remember having to think through the health questions RCCL asks very very carefully, so we could get onto our cruise, and realizing I could actually answer them truthfully and still get on the cruise, but it took DS until the 4th day to feel lively enough to go to the kid's club. And I had no sense of smell or taste for the entire cruise, which is actually pretty frightening, thinking about it maybe being for the rest of your life.

And maybe we can wait until that few years is done to laugh? Maybe? For me, this was only in January.

 

[ThePetLady7]

July 2011

The trip started off ok in spite of our first experience with the large tour groups that visit at that time of year. But as the days went on I noticed I just didn't have the stamina I used to. I knew I wasn't in great shape, but walking around WDW had never been a problem. I simply couldn't keep up and felt like I was ruining everyone else's trip. Eventually, my legs began swelling and I was so tired I needed to nap...I NEVER nap. I managed to struggle through the week, but didn't do close to half of what I would normally do. Luckily our kids were old enough to go do some things on their own, so it wasn't a wash for everyone.

Once we were home I felt better, but the experience was enough to push me into going to the dr. When my labs came back he called me himself with the results...on a Saturday. Long story short, I was in kidney failure and every dr and nurse that saw me couldn't believe I was walking at all. It's all good now, I was able to get a transplant in May 2013 (from DH) and feel great. As awful as it was at the time, that trip was what pushed me to finally do something about all those symptoms I'd been having for months and ignored until I was forced not to.

I got pulled to the side at the airport after a Disney trip for something questionable in my bag. Turns out it was my Disney ornament that had a 3D like design of the parks on it. Through the x-ray, it looked like some sort of bomb, not mickey ears with the parks on it! Almost missed my flight!

Similar experience on the same trip. I was pulled aside for the bomb hand check. While I'm waiting in the little booth, DH and the kids are continuing through security when security noticed something suspicious in one of our bags.

We had spent our last hours of vacation in DTD. DD and I had bought some bath bombs at Basin, along with some tubes of bath salts which had been packed up with a "talking" Perry the Platypus. The particular configuration of these items combined with Perry's wiring resembled something suspicious when x-rayed and resulted in my kids getting a unique science lesson on how one confirms that bath salts are not explosive material while their mother waited to have her hands checked for bomb making residue.

Definitely our craziest trip ever.

 

[nooneshome]

We have been on about 15 trips and never had a bad one. Lots of bad things have happened but never enough in one trip to make the whole trip bad. Hopefully that never happens but if it does it will only make us want to have a better trip the next time.