As you all know this past weekend I went to Orlando on what was affectionately referred to as a "Pretrip-trip." I named it that because I felt extremely foolish about going to Orlando to meet some guy I had met here on the DIS. After battling cold feet for over a week, I decided to go for it, and went to Orlando despite myself

As I indicated earlier today from my hotel, it was an amazing weekend filled with firsts and surprises. I am so sad I had to leave... but as you'll see, it didn't really begin that way.
Saturday 8-23-08 The Introduction
My flight was scheduled to leave around 2ish from Atlanta. I only live 15 minutes from the park n' fly place and as I've repeated on many other occasions, " I HATE FLYING," so I was in no rush to get away from the house. Ironically, despite being so nervous all week about meeting the Handsome Stranger, I woke up extremely calm and resolved.
I made it easily to park n' fly and the shuttle whisks me away to the terminal. If you've never been to Atlanta Hartsfield Airport, it's freakin' humongo! Really, MCO could fit nicely into 2 terminals at Atlanta (no exageration.) Anyways, because I printed my boarding pass at home, I proceeded directly through security and directly to the bar closest to my gate.

I have a rule, I can't fly without a very large Zanex, or a couple of drinks. Not very princessy of me I know, but some things a girl just has to do for her own sanity.
2 cocktails and a hot dog later, I moseyed over to my gate.
As I approach the gate to have a seat, the Airtran attendant calls my name over the intercom to approach the kiosk. What do you know- it was my very first sprinkling of pixie dust!!! BAM! SCORE!

Upgraded to Business-class

In all of my 32 years, I've never flown business or first class, so this was a real treat! Within 5 minutes they begin boarding the plane & being business class- I'm the first on the plane. More than anything, this means I don't have to watch where I'm going, whose feet I'm stepping on, where I put my carry on- I can do whatever I want

I make it to row 2 seat aa. I put the carry on up and take my seat with my book. Then more pixie dust

started flying! What do ya know! They offer free adult beverages to business class

I ordered a jack & coke- since they didn't have crown

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As I enjoyed my beverage, the other guests boarded the plane. I felt like a royal snob and I didn't care one bit
**Note: I actually had forgotten about this drink until I started reading through my live report text messages
Good & liquored up , the plane departs and I could have cared less about anything happening. Yep, I was good and tipsy at this point. Add a little altitude madness and I was quite loopy for the entire one hour flight.
Funny how when you finally land and you realize you are about to meet your Handsome Stranger for the first time, you sober up almost instantaneously

The plan was that Handsome Stranger was to meet me at Starbucks. Did you know there were 2 starbucks at MCO? I didn't... but he knew what he was doing. I trusted that he'd be there. Long story short, at some point I had walked right past him when I was walking to the starbucks. A phone call later and he finds me. Again, I'm still not nervous at this point..I have no idea why not, but I'm not!
First impressions- My Handsome Stranger is indeed very handsome and has amazing brown eyes- I'm a sucker for brown eyes. After he finds me, he approaches and greet one another with a slight hug and cheek kiss...and almost instantaneously, he turns the other way and starts walking toward the parking garage.... walking like 5 feet ahead of me

He never even looked back either

All I could thing was "wow, this is going to be a long weekend." I snuck a text message through to Timmy and Jim saying "I don't know about this." Another thing that was painfully evident, is I only had a carry-on and small back-pack. As a gentleman, I would have thought he would have offered to carry my bag- but he never offered. However, he did later pick it up so that it wouldn't go through a puddle and then he did put it in the trunk of his car. So far- seriously not looking good for the handsome stranger or my weekend. Next up, the painfully awkward ride to my hotel...