Day 11, A/K/A the Saddest Day Ever:
The dreaded travel-home day. Woe is me!
We had such a limited time frame here for FP scheduling, and it was a little challenging. The Kona Cafe breakfast will eat into a little of our HM FP window, but I think it's do-able. Again, we will have had ample opportunity to ride it at least once before this day, so it's only really there as a bit of "insurance," to make *sure* we get to it.
This is another day where I think the rental car will save us some time. I know we need to be at the airport a couple of hours early, and I understand the reasoning behind DME's 3-hour rule, but the rental car might get us an extra 30 minutes to an hour before we'd *have* to go, wouldn't it?
Anyhow, I think that brings this PTR all up-to-date, and I've probably made everyone's eyes glaze over by now. LOL.
I'm planning on going through my box-o-Disney stuff later tonight, start organizing things (put the pennies & quarters in their respective tubes, put dollar bills in the mousekeeping envelopes, etc...). I asked DH if I could go ahead and start packing, and he looked like he wanted to knock me upside the head, so that's on hold for now. He said I have to wait 'till about two weeks before, or else he'll have me sent to the crazy house.
