Ok so we were at the over-crowded gate and...
I was right, they announced that they needed 5 people to surrender their seats for other compensation. They must have found them quickly, because almost immediately, they started boarding us. They boarded our section right after First Class. There was a lady in front of me with long, red hair and she was carrying a toddler. Unfortunately, for her and the man sitting in first class with his fresh cup of hot airplane coffee, as she walked by, her toddlers foot caught the tray table and spilled hot coffee all over him. She was in tears by the time we made our way to the back of the airplane. I felt sorry for them both. It really was an accident. I told her it was going to be OK. I hope that she and her family had a great rest of the trip though.
I got really lucky, and the third person in our row never showed up for the flight!! Crashdad and I had the whole row to ourselves (which was a little weird considering that they asked folks to give up their seats?)!! Yippee!!

We were on our way!
As the plane started to taxi away, I found myself tearing up. It finally sunk in that we were really going. All the turmoil of the last year, and the fatigue of the last few weeks in particular just started to flood me with emotions: joy, relief, sorrow, gratitude, you name it I felt it. I felt so blessed to be able to take this trip with Crashdad, and I just knew it was going to be a wonderful adventure. I sad a prayer for our flight and all the Maelstrommers and
DISers that were also flying today and the week to come. I sat and watched Crashdad stare out the window and so thrilled to be there with him.
The rest of the flight was uneventful, and I would fly Airtran Airways again.
We made it to the main terminal and saw the Magical Express people telling people which way to go. Unfortunately for me, my ears were still ringing a bit, so I only heard the word cruises, so I thought that we were maybe going the wrong way. Although it didnt matter to me, because I
DIS, I knew where I needed to go. He teased me a bit and reiterated what he had said. If I hadnt been up for the last umpteen hours, I might have found it funny. As it was, I did not, and shrugged him off and made my way to the stairway (or was it an escalator, I forget).
FYI, upon departure from WDW, we learned that they moved it from A side to B side. We found our first Disney queue and got in line for check-in. Several non-
DISer's asked me why we needed to check-in, why couldn't they just get on the bus to their resort. I must have had one of those Happyhaunt signs on my forehead that said "She
DISes" because 2 or three poeple asked me this question. I politely pointed out that they needed to know that you had arrived so that they would know to retrieve your luggage for you. "oh yeah, that makes sense," was the general reply. No problem, glad I could help.
No I was not wearing a LGMHPC at all. I just did not get around to making it and laminating it. *I can hear the air sucking out of the room, forgive me LGMHPCfriends*
We made it to the correct queue for Pop and waited. At some point the queues were not moving so much; and thus, a castmember wearing the Mickey hands spoke up saying OK folks, you get bonus points if you can answer this question (in a sing-song voice) Whos the leader of our club and all our family? To which we all replied with the appropriate M-I-C-K-E-Y M-O-U-S-E! We actually won no prizes, but lots of smiles.
Finally, we boarded our ME motor coach to Pop Century. I took this picture of the right-hand side of the gateway from the window of the coach:
We arrived at Pop and got in yet another queue to check-in. By the time that we checked in, confirmed our fridge and upper floor, we were really hungry so we wandered over for our first look at Everything Pop.
Crashdad needed to eat, so I let him go first. I told him how to use his Key to the Kingdom, and sat down to read the check-in info they gave and to watch our bags. Finally, he returned with a Very Sloppy Joe and his refillable mug.
We joked about whether we would be able to keep track of it for the next 40-some years or so, or life whichever came first. He had finished his food before I returned with mine, so no pic. Here is what I ordered:
Yes, I am a dork that takes pictures of vacation food. Sue me. No, don't.
We were supposed to call after 3pm to get our room assignment, but because I
DIS, I knew that it was likely that it may be ready. So, we made our way to a house phone and called the little number on the card. Yes, our room was ready: 4362. Now, the instructions say to have your map ready when you call. I know why now. I asked MsDon'tHaveAMap which building that was in and was told 70s. We walked toward 70s only to realize that there was no way that our room number could be over there. So, we headed back over toward the Hippy Dippy Pool, and found our room on the middle level on the far end away from the pool. Here are some pics:
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