renholder777
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The main characters of this tale: Jenn, 27, beautiful, intelligent, funny, and my new wife. Kevin, 29, your humble narrator and recent new husband.
Our Disney Honeymoon began around 4 am on Sunday, April 30th in the Sheraton hotel room in Lansing, Michigan where we collapsed from the wedding marathon we ran over the course of the previous three days. Despite our heavy exhaustion, our wired little bodies could not manage to sleep very much and before we knew it, we were making coffee in the room and watching a bizarre documentary on PBS about the rise and fall of the Professional Bowling Association. Anything to pass the time, I guess. Around five oclock, we took a shower, packed everything up and took off. On our way to the airport, we stopped by our apartment to drop off wedding presents and to pet and feed the cats one last time. After that, they were the responsibility of the cat sitter, and we were soon to be the responsibility of Disney.
First, however, we had a bit of traveling to do. We left the car in a long-term parking service and hopped their shuttle over to the US Airways terminal. We checked in rather easily and killed time with Jenns laptop until we boarded. Unfortunately, since we bought the plane tickets through a voucher service of Disneys Chase Credit card (I highly recommend the card for the savings), we had to catch a connecting flight in Charlotte, North Carolina. It was around this time that the sleep deprivation began to catch up with us. As we ate for the first time in hours at the Charlotte airport, I noticed that I was hallucinating. Random strangers suddenly looked just like guests at the wedding. Jenn was experiencing the same weird phenomenon and we realized that we really needed some sleep. However, that would not be the case on our connecting flight because US Airways thought it would be nice to play loud video montages on the monitors in the airplane every time it seemed like we were about to snooze.
So, exhausted, we finally arrived in Orlando. We took the shuttles in the massive airport and weaved our way unsteadily to the Disneys Magical Express counter. After a bit of a wait in line, we checked in and got directed to the appropriate bus. We phoned our folks to let them know we hadnt crashed and we were off. However, if you thought we might be able to catch a nap on this bus, then you must have never seen the loud video they play on the Magical Express which highlights all of the things you already knew were coming. I suppose it raised our excitement levels a little, but really at that point all we were capable of was a tired smile.
Eventually, the ME deposited us at Port Orleans Riverside where we proceeded to get in another line to attempt to check into our room. However, as tired as we were, this was where Disneys terrific customer service began to shine. A CM came up to us and asked if we had any specific questions. I inquired about where the carriage ride location was as we had scheduled one for 6:30 that evening. He gave me very good directions and before I knew it, we were checking in with a very buoyant young blonde CM who made sure all of our arrangements were set, and she informed us that we were staying in building 37 in Alligator Bayou. I had hoped that we would get a mansion room, but I was too tired to argue about it. We took our packet of info and wandered off to find our room.
Our Michigan wardrobe of sweatshirts and jeans felt rather oppressive in the Florida afternoon heat, but the beauty of the resort was undeniable even to our sleepy, hallucinating eyes. Gorgeous full trees radiated green in the afternoon sun, complemented by the waves of the Sassagoula River running through the whole complex. When we finally found building 37, all thoughts of wanting to stay in a mansion fled from my mind. The Alligator Bayou, especially in this section, really seemed like a quiet set of bungalows, set off by themselves in the trees. We had our own quiet pool, as well as rabbits, ducks and little lizards.
The room itself was very nice, and Disney had left an autographed picture of Minnie and Mickey congratulating us on our Honeymoon. I liked having the two sinks and the refrigerator was a good feature. The king-size bed was very comfy and the AC worked like a charm. It was all we could do not to just climb into bed and go to sleep. But, we had just gotten to Disney World! We had to do something! Plus, we were starving as the airport hot dogs werent really staying with us for long.
We were on the Disney Dining Plan, but we were saving one of our Table Service credits for a trip to Flying Fish later in the week. So, we paid out of pocket for a meal at Boatwrights. I remember seeing some pretty bad reviews for Boatwrights when planning this trip, so I wasnt expecting much. However, the reviews must have been based on the wait staffs uniforms, because the food was delectable. Of course it would be topped over and over as the trip continued, but I had the Prime Rib and it was delicious. Jenn had the roasted chicken and she really enjoyed that. We went over the maps of the various parks while eating and I showed Jenn what the plans were for each one. I could tell she was getting excited, even with the bags under her eyes. The meal was good and was only a little over $40. We spend more than that at Red Lobster, so I thought it was a pretty good deal.
After dinner we went back to the room and our luggage arrived shortly thereafter. Thank the lord our shorts had arrived! We slid out of our Michigan jeans and into some comfortable clothing for our carriage ride. Our horses name was Charley and the ride was fantastic. Very relaxing and we got to see every inch of our very beautiful resort. I recommend it to anyone staying at Port Orleans.
Once the ride was over, we took a dip in the quiet pool near our room. Our original plan was to go to Downtown Disney that evening, but the intense need for sleep won out. After swimming for a bit, we showered and retired for the night about eight oclock. Not exactly an action-packed first day, but thats okay we had six more coming up!
Ill post those starting with Day 2: Epcot soon
Our Disney Honeymoon began around 4 am on Sunday, April 30th in the Sheraton hotel room in Lansing, Michigan where we collapsed from the wedding marathon we ran over the course of the previous three days. Despite our heavy exhaustion, our wired little bodies could not manage to sleep very much and before we knew it, we were making coffee in the room and watching a bizarre documentary on PBS about the rise and fall of the Professional Bowling Association. Anything to pass the time, I guess. Around five oclock, we took a shower, packed everything up and took off. On our way to the airport, we stopped by our apartment to drop off wedding presents and to pet and feed the cats one last time. After that, they were the responsibility of the cat sitter, and we were soon to be the responsibility of Disney.
First, however, we had a bit of traveling to do. We left the car in a long-term parking service and hopped their shuttle over to the US Airways terminal. We checked in rather easily and killed time with Jenns laptop until we boarded. Unfortunately, since we bought the plane tickets through a voucher service of Disneys Chase Credit card (I highly recommend the card for the savings), we had to catch a connecting flight in Charlotte, North Carolina. It was around this time that the sleep deprivation began to catch up with us. As we ate for the first time in hours at the Charlotte airport, I noticed that I was hallucinating. Random strangers suddenly looked just like guests at the wedding. Jenn was experiencing the same weird phenomenon and we realized that we really needed some sleep. However, that would not be the case on our connecting flight because US Airways thought it would be nice to play loud video montages on the monitors in the airplane every time it seemed like we were about to snooze.
So, exhausted, we finally arrived in Orlando. We took the shuttles in the massive airport and weaved our way unsteadily to the Disneys Magical Express counter. After a bit of a wait in line, we checked in and got directed to the appropriate bus. We phoned our folks to let them know we hadnt crashed and we were off. However, if you thought we might be able to catch a nap on this bus, then you must have never seen the loud video they play on the Magical Express which highlights all of the things you already knew were coming. I suppose it raised our excitement levels a little, but really at that point all we were capable of was a tired smile.
Eventually, the ME deposited us at Port Orleans Riverside where we proceeded to get in another line to attempt to check into our room. However, as tired as we were, this was where Disneys terrific customer service began to shine. A CM came up to us and asked if we had any specific questions. I inquired about where the carriage ride location was as we had scheduled one for 6:30 that evening. He gave me very good directions and before I knew it, we were checking in with a very buoyant young blonde CM who made sure all of our arrangements were set, and she informed us that we were staying in building 37 in Alligator Bayou. I had hoped that we would get a mansion room, but I was too tired to argue about it. We took our packet of info and wandered off to find our room.
Our Michigan wardrobe of sweatshirts and jeans felt rather oppressive in the Florida afternoon heat, but the beauty of the resort was undeniable even to our sleepy, hallucinating eyes. Gorgeous full trees radiated green in the afternoon sun, complemented by the waves of the Sassagoula River running through the whole complex. When we finally found building 37, all thoughts of wanting to stay in a mansion fled from my mind. The Alligator Bayou, especially in this section, really seemed like a quiet set of bungalows, set off by themselves in the trees. We had our own quiet pool, as well as rabbits, ducks and little lizards.
The room itself was very nice, and Disney had left an autographed picture of Minnie and Mickey congratulating us on our Honeymoon. I liked having the two sinks and the refrigerator was a good feature. The king-size bed was very comfy and the AC worked like a charm. It was all we could do not to just climb into bed and go to sleep. But, we had just gotten to Disney World! We had to do something! Plus, we were starving as the airport hot dogs werent really staying with us for long.
We were on the Disney Dining Plan, but we were saving one of our Table Service credits for a trip to Flying Fish later in the week. So, we paid out of pocket for a meal at Boatwrights. I remember seeing some pretty bad reviews for Boatwrights when planning this trip, so I wasnt expecting much. However, the reviews must have been based on the wait staffs uniforms, because the food was delectable. Of course it would be topped over and over as the trip continued, but I had the Prime Rib and it was delicious. Jenn had the roasted chicken and she really enjoyed that. We went over the maps of the various parks while eating and I showed Jenn what the plans were for each one. I could tell she was getting excited, even with the bags under her eyes. The meal was good and was only a little over $40. We spend more than that at Red Lobster, so I thought it was a pretty good deal.
After dinner we went back to the room and our luggage arrived shortly thereafter. Thank the lord our shorts had arrived! We slid out of our Michigan jeans and into some comfortable clothing for our carriage ride. Our horses name was Charley and the ride was fantastic. Very relaxing and we got to see every inch of our very beautiful resort. I recommend it to anyone staying at Port Orleans.
Once the ride was over, we took a dip in the quiet pool near our room. Our original plan was to go to Downtown Disney that evening, but the intense need for sleep won out. After swimming for a bit, we showered and retired for the night about eight oclock. Not exactly an action-packed first day, but thats okay we had six more coming up!
Ill post those starting with Day 2: Epcot soon