Chapter 1 - Beginnings
Well, I wanted to see how long I could wait after going to Disney before I just had to write this trip report. It's my first too, so it's amazing I've lasted this long!
In any event, let us begin at the beginning. When we reach the end, we'll stop.
Hello, my name is Kevin, and I love Walt Disney World.
I could go into a long rant about the whys and hows of that statement, or perhaps I'll just spin my yarn about our wonderful Disney World honeymoon, and it'll be self-explanatory. Let's find out.
So to follow the structure of these reports, I suppose I should introduce the players:
Me (Kevin) - laid back almost 28 yo. Went 5 or 6 times growing up, 4 times as an adult. I know, I know, WAY behind the curve. Sheesh, can I even call myself a fan?
Danielle - The new wife. Coming up on, well, she probably doesn't want her age out there, so nevermind. She gets a little more stressed than I do, but I enjoy talking her down. As far as I know, she's been to Disney 2 or 3 times as a kid and twice as an adult. The first time we went (Episode I, as yet not published trip report) she wasn't even that excited, but she discovered the magic during that trip and now we're both hooked.
A little history on us - We met about 4 years ago, began dating 3 years and 11 months ago, went to WDW 1 year and 8 months ago and got engaged 1 year and 2 months ago (on the 3 year anniversery of having met). Make sense? Well, I love her to death and was pretty jazzed when we got married. Am I still jazzed now 2 weeks later? Heck yeah. This girl can bring home the bacon and fry it up in the pan. She's the bee's knees. She drops the bomb on me. Is that enough? Okay, moving on.
Assorted cameos (not in any order) - Mickey Mouse, Pluto, Goofy, Chip & Dale, Donald Duck, Baloo, Prince John, Launchpad McQuack, Big Al, Brer Bear, J. Worthington Foulfellow, King Louie, Rita the awesome waittress, Caricature Guy, Ms. Too Much Info, Genie, Fire Marshall something-or-other, Rabbit, Mushu, Timon and Rafiki. Did I forget anyone? Probably.
So far so good? Anyone jump ship yet? I wouldn't blame you, cause there is no way of knowing exactly where it is we're going. Sorry, just wanted to throw that in there.
Alrighty, so where was I? Well, I won't bore you with the details of the wedding. It was a blast. It's pretty cool when over a hundred people gather to wish you the best. I can't say I was ready to be the center of all that attention, but it was fun. And actually I was probably only about 30% of the center. Danielle in her dress took a lot of the attention off me, including mine.
So yeah, we danced, we drank, we fed each other cake. Good times.
That was Saturday, May 6th. Sunday we got up, enjoyed a nice brunch, said goodbyes to various family and friends, then relaxed for a few hours before making a mad dash to the airport. Why a mad dash? Well, a few reasons.
First off, we were flying out about the same time as my best man. We checked in online and everything was a-okay. He went to check in online only to find out his flight had been cancelled. He then proceeded to get on the phone with Expedia and US Air for the next hour or 2 trying to figure out what he was supposed to do. Neither company would accept responsibility for not notifying him, so he just sat on hold for extended amounts of time before they finally resolved that he wouldn't make it back home that night and he'd have to fly out the next day. Meanwhile, I was sitting thinking "yeah, we should leave by 2:30ish". What time was it then? 2:45. D'oh!
So we make it to the airport at 3:20 on the dot, our flight was set for 3:50. The curbside check-in line was pretty long, so after hugging my new father in law (nice guy, btw) goodbye, I picked up the suitcases and made a mad dash to the Southwest check-in place. I'm not the first person to do it, nor the last, but I did feel like a super-hero carrying the bags as fast as I did. And who doesn't like that feeling? We were under 1/2 hour to flight time, so they couldn't guarantee our bags would make it, but since we had Magical express tickets on them, I wasn't super-worried. I was more concerned about missing the boarding and not being able to sit with my wife, thanks to Southwest's awesome seating policy.....
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<skip over if you don't care about rants> Seriously, how hard would it be for them to assign people seats? Why make people get to the airport balls early or check in online 24 hours in advance so they can be in the "A" group? I mean, I'm not blaming them for us getting there so late, but the fact that I might not be able to sit next to my wife because of it sort of upset me. The hassle of people picking out their own seats doesn't seem to be THAT much of a savings to me, but what do I know, I'm just a consumer with disposable income?......
<end rant>
Well, we made it in time for boarding and a little while later we were up in the air and on our way.
2.5 hours isn't such a bad flight time. We busted out Aladdin and almost got to watch it all before we started our descent and had to turn off our portable electronic devices. I know, it's not 2 hours long, but we didn't start it right away. Oops.
Anyway, the flight landed and we made our way to the Magical Express counter. I didn't see the people with Mickey hands until we got to the counter, but that wasn't a big deal. Once at the front, I gave the guy our tickets and told him "I'm not sure our bags made it". He assured me if they didn't, they'd pick them up when they did arrive, but shortly after noted they had been scanned already anyway. So there went that fear. Sweet.
He pointed out the line for us to stand in and we walked right on to our bus. It was only abuot 1/4 full I'd say and we waited about 10 minutes before we were on our way to Disney.
And that seems like a good place to stop for now. Why? Well, I don't have my notes in front of me. That's right, I took notes. Sue me. No wait, on second thought, don't sue me.
Anyway, tonight seems like a good night to write some more, so perhaps I'll do that. If not though, I will surely do so tomorrow. And I'll change the title each time I update, so you'll be able to tell where I'm at. Oh, and I promise not to take months. We were only there for 7 days, so how long could it take, right? Ha ha, famous last words probably......
Well, I wanted to see how long I could wait after going to Disney before I just had to write this trip report. It's my first too, so it's amazing I've lasted this long!
In any event, let us begin at the beginning. When we reach the end, we'll stop.
Hello, my name is Kevin, and I love Walt Disney World.
I could go into a long rant about the whys and hows of that statement, or perhaps I'll just spin my yarn about our wonderful Disney World honeymoon, and it'll be self-explanatory. Let's find out.
So to follow the structure of these reports, I suppose I should introduce the players:
Me (Kevin) - laid back almost 28 yo. Went 5 or 6 times growing up, 4 times as an adult. I know, I know, WAY behind the curve. Sheesh, can I even call myself a fan?
Danielle - The new wife. Coming up on, well, she probably doesn't want her age out there, so nevermind. She gets a little more stressed than I do, but I enjoy talking her down. As far as I know, she's been to Disney 2 or 3 times as a kid and twice as an adult. The first time we went (Episode I, as yet not published trip report) she wasn't even that excited, but she discovered the magic during that trip and now we're both hooked.

Assorted cameos (not in any order) - Mickey Mouse, Pluto, Goofy, Chip & Dale, Donald Duck, Baloo, Prince John, Launchpad McQuack, Big Al, Brer Bear, J. Worthington Foulfellow, King Louie, Rita the awesome waittress, Caricature Guy, Ms. Too Much Info, Genie, Fire Marshall something-or-other, Rabbit, Mushu, Timon and Rafiki. Did I forget anyone? Probably.
So far so good? Anyone jump ship yet? I wouldn't blame you, cause there is no way of knowing exactly where it is we're going. Sorry, just wanted to throw that in there.
Alrighty, so where was I? Well, I won't bore you with the details of the wedding. It was a blast. It's pretty cool when over a hundred people gather to wish you the best. I can't say I was ready to be the center of all that attention, but it was fun. And actually I was probably only about 30% of the center. Danielle in her dress took a lot of the attention off me, including mine.
So yeah, we danced, we drank, we fed each other cake. Good times.
That was Saturday, May 6th. Sunday we got up, enjoyed a nice brunch, said goodbyes to various family and friends, then relaxed for a few hours before making a mad dash to the airport. Why a mad dash? Well, a few reasons.
First off, we were flying out about the same time as my best man. We checked in online and everything was a-okay. He went to check in online only to find out his flight had been cancelled. He then proceeded to get on the phone with Expedia and US Air for the next hour or 2 trying to figure out what he was supposed to do. Neither company would accept responsibility for not notifying him, so he just sat on hold for extended amounts of time before they finally resolved that he wouldn't make it back home that night and he'd have to fly out the next day. Meanwhile, I was sitting thinking "yeah, we should leave by 2:30ish". What time was it then? 2:45. D'oh!
So we make it to the airport at 3:20 on the dot, our flight was set for 3:50. The curbside check-in line was pretty long, so after hugging my new father in law (nice guy, btw) goodbye, I picked up the suitcases and made a mad dash to the Southwest check-in place. I'm not the first person to do it, nor the last, but I did feel like a super-hero carrying the bags as fast as I did. And who doesn't like that feeling? We were under 1/2 hour to flight time, so they couldn't guarantee our bags would make it, but since we had Magical express tickets on them, I wasn't super-worried. I was more concerned about missing the boarding and not being able to sit with my wife, thanks to Southwest's awesome seating policy.....
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Well, we made it in time for boarding and a little while later we were up in the air and on our way.
2.5 hours isn't such a bad flight time. We busted out Aladdin and almost got to watch it all before we started our descent and had to turn off our portable electronic devices. I know, it's not 2 hours long, but we didn't start it right away. Oops.
Anyway, the flight landed and we made our way to the Magical Express counter. I didn't see the people with Mickey hands until we got to the counter, but that wasn't a big deal. Once at the front, I gave the guy our tickets and told him "I'm not sure our bags made it". He assured me if they didn't, they'd pick them up when they did arrive, but shortly after noted they had been scanned already anyway. So there went that fear. Sweet.
He pointed out the line for us to stand in and we walked right on to our bus. It was only abuot 1/4 full I'd say and we waited about 10 minutes before we were on our way to Disney.
And that seems like a good place to stop for now. Why? Well, I don't have my notes in front of me. That's right, I took notes. Sue me. No wait, on second thought, don't sue me.
Anyway, tonight seems like a good night to write some more, so perhaps I'll do that. If not though, I will surely do so tomorrow. And I'll change the title each time I update, so you'll be able to tell where I'm at. Oh, and I promise not to take months. We were only there for 7 days, so how long could it take, right? Ha ha, famous last words probably......
