TLinden16
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Day 1Monday May 4, 2009
I woke up just about the same time that I normally do on a workday to catch my 9:35 a.m. flight to Orlando. My flight was a bit later than I usually take to Orlando, so I wasnt scheduled to arrive until nearly 1:00. I took public transportation to the airport, and grabbed a quick breakfast after making my way through security.
When I got on the plane, I stored my bag in the overhead compartment, and took my seat on the aisle. Normally, I fly JetBlue, and I did book JetBlue for this trip, but I thought I mistakenly got on a SouthWest flight because I felt like I was in the middle of taping of Airline. It was a bit of a crazy flight, with some people behaving badly.
A few minutes after I took my seat, the couple sitting next to me got to our row. The woman immediately started complaining about how someone put their bag in her overhead compartment. She was complaining loudly about how people shouldnt put their bags in other peoples overhead compartments. So, I told her it was my bag. She told me that I should have put it in the other way, and I told her that it wouldnt fit that way. She continued to complain, and I had to stand in the aisle blocking everyone else while they got settled. I mouthed Sorry to the woman waiting, and she wished me luck with my neighbors.
Within a few minutes, of sitting, the woman realized that here TV wasnt working. She was banging on the screen and pulling at it, trying to get it to work (I felt bad for the girl sitting in front of her). The woman kept on complaining about how horrible it was that her TV wasnt working. She made it seem like it was the end of the world because her TV wasnt working. Thankfully, there were two seats available a few rows up, so they moved up there.
The plane pulled out of the gate ten minutes early. I was psyched that we were leaving early. Surely that would mean we would get to Orlando earlier. We taxied for a bit and then we stopped. And we sat, and sat, and sat some more. Finally, after about 30 minutes, the Captain came over the loud speaker and told us that they were having trouble with one of the computers, and we would have to go back to the gate so the mechanics could board the plane and try to fix the problem.
We taxied back to the gate, and we sat, and sat, and sat some more. After about 30 minutes, the captain announced that the issue was not resolved, and we would have to switch to another plane. We all exited the plane, and moved to another gate around the corner. Since it was now nearly 11:00, I grabbed a barbecue chicken salad from Wolfgang Pucks express for lunch.
After another 30 minutes, we were all boarded on the plane, and finally on the way to Orlando. The unhappy lady was back sitting next to me. They said there was a screaming baby sitting near their other seats, so they decided to move back to my row. Thankfully, the woman was in a better mood now.
At one point during the flight, I got up to use the rest room. I walked to the back of the plane because there was one available. When I opened the door, there was a teenage boy standing in there. Oops. Thankfully he had his back to me. The flight attendant actually locked the door from the outside.
The woman sitting in front of me had a Mary Popins bag for her carryon. I think she had everything but the kitchen sink stuffed into her bag. Each time she needed something out of the bag, she pulled out blankets and jackets and threw them across the aisle at her husband. About thirty minutes before the flight ended, she decided that underneath the seat in front of her was no longer the best place to store her bag. She took her bag, hooked the handle on the side of her chair, and put the bag in the aisle. I watched several people trip over it (including one young boy who fell to the ground), and she didnt move it. Two flight attendants walked by her, and no one said anything to her. When the flight attendants were doing their final run through the plane, one of the flight attendants was walking backwards, so I told him to be careful because she had her bag in the aisle.
We arrived in Orlando about 90 minutes behind schedule. I had been keeping in contact with Edd, the driver from my car service, to make sure that would still be able to drive me to my resort. Thankfully he was able to accommodate me despite the late flight, and he was waiting for me when I got to baggage claim. I only had a carry on (thanks to my Owners Locker), so we were on our way within minutes of arriving at baggage claim.
After a quick grocery stop at Publix, I was at the Port Orleans French Quarter before 3:30, about 70 minutes after my flight landed. I definitely beat Magical Express, even with the grocery stop (although I probably would not have beat Magical Express if I had to wait for bags).
I checked in, and they could not accommodate my request to be in my favorite building, Building 4. They offered me my choice of any other building, so I chose building five. My room wasnt ready yet, so I walked around the resort for about 15 minutes. I have stayed at the Port Orleans French Quarter about five times, and its my favorite resort on Disney property. The resort looks fantastic. The grounds were clean, and well kept up.
I was in room 5208. It was a great location. My room was on the second floor at the end of a line of rooms, right next to the stairwell, and directly across from the laundry room. It was only about a minute walk to the food court, and two minutes to the bus stop. The room itself was in good shape. It was clean, and the furniture was in excellent shape. The beds were a bit firmer than I am used to but the mattresses seemed to be relatively new.
After getting my Owners Locker, luggage, and groceries delivered to the room, I quickly unpacked my things, and headed for the bus stop. I took the bus to the Magic Kingdom. I headed over to Cosmic Rays to grab a bite to eat. I got chicken breast nuggets and fries. They were good, but I still miss the old chicken strips. I saw a family eating fried rice and lo mien from Ziploc bags while I was eating, which made me giggle.
I headed over to Fantasyland and started off with Mickeys Philharmagic. I absolutely adore this show. The 3D effects are incredible (I have a vision condition that keeps me from seeing most 3D, but I can see this really well as long as Im close to the center of the room).
I then headed over to its a small world. I met a really nice family who live in Florida. It was a mom, a dad, and an adorable little toddler named Madison. Madison absolutely loves its a small world. She was singing along and bouncing up and down. When the ride ended, she let her parents know that she wanted to ride it again by saying more in sign language (her parents told me that her day care taught her some basic words in sign language). It was really enjoyed riding the ride with Madison.
After taking a ride on the Haunted Mansion, I grabbed a fast pass for Big Thunder Mountain, and headed over to the Jungle Cruise. As I got in line, a nice cast member named Josh asked me if I was by myself, and I told him I was. He said it was wrong that a lovely lady like me was alone. What a charmer. He knows me so well.
Samantha was our skipper on the Jungle Cruise, and she was one of the best skippers that Ive ever had despite the fact that we were in a boat full of people who were probably waiting to take Neds deal on shrunken heads at the end of the ride because they showed no sign of life while we were on the ride. Samantha told some jokes that I had never hear before, and had great timing. She even had time to fix her hair into a ponytail when we were riding through the temple.
One thing I want to note is that I was shocked and disappointed by the amount of trash on the ledges of the buildings in the line for the Jungle Cruise. There were cups, bottles, and other trash lined up all over the place. I don't know why people have to litter like that. It doesn't take that much effort to hold your trash until you get to a trash barrel.
I then headed over to ride Big Thunder Mountain, and then took the train over to Toon Town. I walked the pathway to Tomorrowland. It was a bit on the creepy side, as there was no one else walking it at the time. Since Space Mountain was closed, it was a good five minutes before I walked by other people.
I went on Buzz Lightyear Space Ranger Spin and Carousel of Progress. I then started to walk over to Frontierland to use a fast pass for Splash Mountain. There was a very short line for the Tomorrowland Speedway, so I decided to take a spin on that for the first time in about five years.
I headed over to Splash Mountain. I road it with a really nice family from England who seemed to love the ride as much as I do. We were all clapping, raising our arms up, and screaming with every drop. We got drenched from the water cannons near the big drop.
The fireworks were just starting when I got off Splash Mountain. I didnt have time to head to the front of the castle, so I watched them from in front of Big Thunder Mountain. It wasnt the best spot to watch the fireworks from, as you could barely hear the music. But the fireworks were right on top of you from here, and they are very loud. After seeing wishes too many times to count, it is neat seeing them from different vantage points.
After the fireworks, I lingered in the hub for a while. I chatted for a while with a nice woman who is a fan of all the podcasts. She was there with her sisters. I stayed in the hub long enough to see the kiss good night, which was a great way to end what was one of my best days ever at the Magic Kingdom.
I slowly walked out of the Magic Kingdom, and headed for the Port Orleans French Quarter bus stop. Since I was the only person waiting for the bus, the dispatcher sent me on the bus to the Port Orleans Riverside. I made it back to the room around midnight, and went to sleep after a great first day of my vacation.
I woke up just about the same time that I normally do on a workday to catch my 9:35 a.m. flight to Orlando. My flight was a bit later than I usually take to Orlando, so I wasnt scheduled to arrive until nearly 1:00. I took public transportation to the airport, and grabbed a quick breakfast after making my way through security.
When I got on the plane, I stored my bag in the overhead compartment, and took my seat on the aisle. Normally, I fly JetBlue, and I did book JetBlue for this trip, but I thought I mistakenly got on a SouthWest flight because I felt like I was in the middle of taping of Airline. It was a bit of a crazy flight, with some people behaving badly.
A few minutes after I took my seat, the couple sitting next to me got to our row. The woman immediately started complaining about how someone put their bag in her overhead compartment. She was complaining loudly about how people shouldnt put their bags in other peoples overhead compartments. So, I told her it was my bag. She told me that I should have put it in the other way, and I told her that it wouldnt fit that way. She continued to complain, and I had to stand in the aisle blocking everyone else while they got settled. I mouthed Sorry to the woman waiting, and she wished me luck with my neighbors.
Within a few minutes, of sitting, the woman realized that here TV wasnt working. She was banging on the screen and pulling at it, trying to get it to work (I felt bad for the girl sitting in front of her). The woman kept on complaining about how horrible it was that her TV wasnt working. She made it seem like it was the end of the world because her TV wasnt working. Thankfully, there were two seats available a few rows up, so they moved up there.
The plane pulled out of the gate ten minutes early. I was psyched that we were leaving early. Surely that would mean we would get to Orlando earlier. We taxied for a bit and then we stopped. And we sat, and sat, and sat some more. Finally, after about 30 minutes, the Captain came over the loud speaker and told us that they were having trouble with one of the computers, and we would have to go back to the gate so the mechanics could board the plane and try to fix the problem.
We taxied back to the gate, and we sat, and sat, and sat some more. After about 30 minutes, the captain announced that the issue was not resolved, and we would have to switch to another plane. We all exited the plane, and moved to another gate around the corner. Since it was now nearly 11:00, I grabbed a barbecue chicken salad from Wolfgang Pucks express for lunch.
After another 30 minutes, we were all boarded on the plane, and finally on the way to Orlando. The unhappy lady was back sitting next to me. They said there was a screaming baby sitting near their other seats, so they decided to move back to my row. Thankfully, the woman was in a better mood now.
At one point during the flight, I got up to use the rest room. I walked to the back of the plane because there was one available. When I opened the door, there was a teenage boy standing in there. Oops. Thankfully he had his back to me. The flight attendant actually locked the door from the outside.
The woman sitting in front of me had a Mary Popins bag for her carryon. I think she had everything but the kitchen sink stuffed into her bag. Each time she needed something out of the bag, she pulled out blankets and jackets and threw them across the aisle at her husband. About thirty minutes before the flight ended, she decided that underneath the seat in front of her was no longer the best place to store her bag. She took her bag, hooked the handle on the side of her chair, and put the bag in the aisle. I watched several people trip over it (including one young boy who fell to the ground), and she didnt move it. Two flight attendants walked by her, and no one said anything to her. When the flight attendants were doing their final run through the plane, one of the flight attendants was walking backwards, so I told him to be careful because she had her bag in the aisle.
We arrived in Orlando about 90 minutes behind schedule. I had been keeping in contact with Edd, the driver from my car service, to make sure that would still be able to drive me to my resort. Thankfully he was able to accommodate me despite the late flight, and he was waiting for me when I got to baggage claim. I only had a carry on (thanks to my Owners Locker), so we were on our way within minutes of arriving at baggage claim.
After a quick grocery stop at Publix, I was at the Port Orleans French Quarter before 3:30, about 70 minutes after my flight landed. I definitely beat Magical Express, even with the grocery stop (although I probably would not have beat Magical Express if I had to wait for bags).
I checked in, and they could not accommodate my request to be in my favorite building, Building 4. They offered me my choice of any other building, so I chose building five. My room wasnt ready yet, so I walked around the resort for about 15 minutes. I have stayed at the Port Orleans French Quarter about five times, and its my favorite resort on Disney property. The resort looks fantastic. The grounds were clean, and well kept up.
I was in room 5208. It was a great location. My room was on the second floor at the end of a line of rooms, right next to the stairwell, and directly across from the laundry room. It was only about a minute walk to the food court, and two minutes to the bus stop. The room itself was in good shape. It was clean, and the furniture was in excellent shape. The beds were a bit firmer than I am used to but the mattresses seemed to be relatively new.
After getting my Owners Locker, luggage, and groceries delivered to the room, I quickly unpacked my things, and headed for the bus stop. I took the bus to the Magic Kingdom. I headed over to Cosmic Rays to grab a bite to eat. I got chicken breast nuggets and fries. They were good, but I still miss the old chicken strips. I saw a family eating fried rice and lo mien from Ziploc bags while I was eating, which made me giggle.
I headed over to Fantasyland and started off with Mickeys Philharmagic. I absolutely adore this show. The 3D effects are incredible (I have a vision condition that keeps me from seeing most 3D, but I can see this really well as long as Im close to the center of the room).
I then headed over to its a small world. I met a really nice family who live in Florida. It was a mom, a dad, and an adorable little toddler named Madison. Madison absolutely loves its a small world. She was singing along and bouncing up and down. When the ride ended, she let her parents know that she wanted to ride it again by saying more in sign language (her parents told me that her day care taught her some basic words in sign language). It was really enjoyed riding the ride with Madison.
After taking a ride on the Haunted Mansion, I grabbed a fast pass for Big Thunder Mountain, and headed over to the Jungle Cruise. As I got in line, a nice cast member named Josh asked me if I was by myself, and I told him I was. He said it was wrong that a lovely lady like me was alone. What a charmer. He knows me so well.
Samantha was our skipper on the Jungle Cruise, and she was one of the best skippers that Ive ever had despite the fact that we were in a boat full of people who were probably waiting to take Neds deal on shrunken heads at the end of the ride because they showed no sign of life while we were on the ride. Samantha told some jokes that I had never hear before, and had great timing. She even had time to fix her hair into a ponytail when we were riding through the temple.
One thing I want to note is that I was shocked and disappointed by the amount of trash on the ledges of the buildings in the line for the Jungle Cruise. There were cups, bottles, and other trash lined up all over the place. I don't know why people have to litter like that. It doesn't take that much effort to hold your trash until you get to a trash barrel.
I then headed over to ride Big Thunder Mountain, and then took the train over to Toon Town. I walked the pathway to Tomorrowland. It was a bit on the creepy side, as there was no one else walking it at the time. Since Space Mountain was closed, it was a good five minutes before I walked by other people.
I went on Buzz Lightyear Space Ranger Spin and Carousel of Progress. I then started to walk over to Frontierland to use a fast pass for Splash Mountain. There was a very short line for the Tomorrowland Speedway, so I decided to take a spin on that for the first time in about five years.
I headed over to Splash Mountain. I road it with a really nice family from England who seemed to love the ride as much as I do. We were all clapping, raising our arms up, and screaming with every drop. We got drenched from the water cannons near the big drop.
The fireworks were just starting when I got off Splash Mountain. I didnt have time to head to the front of the castle, so I watched them from in front of Big Thunder Mountain. It wasnt the best spot to watch the fireworks from, as you could barely hear the music. But the fireworks were right on top of you from here, and they are very loud. After seeing wishes too many times to count, it is neat seeing them from different vantage points.
After the fireworks, I lingered in the hub for a while. I chatted for a while with a nice woman who is a fan of all the podcasts. She was there with her sisters. I stayed in the hub long enough to see the kiss good night, which was a great way to end what was one of my best days ever at the Magic Kingdom.
I slowly walked out of the Magic Kingdom, and headed for the Port Orleans French Quarter bus stop. Since I was the only person waiting for the bus, the dispatcher sent me on the bus to the Port Orleans Riverside. I made it back to the room around midnight, and went to sleep after a great first day of my vacation.