SyracuseWolvrine
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When I was younger, so much younger, so much younger than today, I never needed any body's help in any way. But, I digress. I also got a surprise trip to Disney World (along with my younger brother and younger sister) courtesy of my parents.
This was back in the days before you had to show a boarding pass to get through security at the airports. You could just walk through security with no hassles. This was also in the day when there was still a Cinnabon at Detroit Metro Airport, and none in the local mall.
My mom's brother had been visiting us, and my mom told us that he had never had a Cinnabon, so we were all going to go to the airport to get Cinnamon Rolls. We got there, and she said that we kids and her would go get food, my dad and uncle would "park the car" and meet us inside. After we had finished our breakfast (yummy!), my mom suggested that we go watch planes take off for a while. So we went and sat down in the gate area to watch the planes.
A little while later, they announced boarding for a flight to Orlando, and my mom suggested we get on. 11-yr old me protested that we couldn't do that, we didn't have any tickets. My dad then pulled the tickets out of his pocket, and said that yes, we did have tickets. I also protested at having not packed any clothes, but my parents had managed to pack suitcases for all of us, and they had been checked in as part of "parking the car".
(Epilogue: We enjoyed the trip to WDW, it was probably the best trick my parents have ever played on me. And I still think of this story every time I eat a cinnamon roll. Or read a thread like this one
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This was back in the days before you had to show a boarding pass to get through security at the airports. You could just walk through security with no hassles. This was also in the day when there was still a Cinnabon at Detroit Metro Airport, and none in the local mall.
My mom's brother had been visiting us, and my mom told us that he had never had a Cinnabon, so we were all going to go to the airport to get Cinnamon Rolls. We got there, and she said that we kids and her would go get food, my dad and uncle would "park the car" and meet us inside. After we had finished our breakfast (yummy!), my mom suggested that we go watch planes take off for a while. So we went and sat down in the gate area to watch the planes.
A little while later, they announced boarding for a flight to Orlando, and my mom suggested we get on. 11-yr old me protested that we couldn't do that, we didn't have any tickets. My dad then pulled the tickets out of his pocket, and said that yes, we did have tickets. I also protested at having not packed any clothes, but my parents had managed to pack suitcases for all of us, and they had been checked in as part of "parking the car".
(Epilogue: We enjoyed the trip to WDW, it was probably the best trick my parents have ever played on me. And I still think of this story every time I eat a cinnamon roll. Or read a thread like this one
