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Day 01 - Travel
After a hearty breakfast, we piled into the car. I gave Stephanie (the sat-nav system on my phone) the postcode of the off-airport car park we had booked months before, then put her on to silent mode for the time being. The twenty-five mile drive to Glasgow Airport wasn't a worry, the two miles from the airport to the car park considerably more so.
It turns out that Nokia Maps aren't terribly good with just a postcode. This was something I realised when an un-muted Stephanie announced that we had arrived at our destination, and we plainly hadn't. So I dug out the car park voucher and found the full address. I gave that to Steph (we're friends; I'm allowed to call her that) and she gave us new directions. This time, they worked.
So we dropped the car in space 352 of Glasgow Park 'n' Fly, and bus driver helped get our cases onto the bus. We were on our way!
From there it was fairly straightforward. The bus took us to the airport, and we joined the baggage drop-off queue. While there, Granny, Granda and Uncle John joined the Premium Economy checkin queue, which in truth didn't seem to go much faster than ours.
At the drop-off desk we presented our passports and started trying to load our bags onto the conveyor. But it didn't work; somebody else's bag in front of ours had caught on a protrusion and was simply not going anywhere. The girl at the desk tried to poke at it, but it was stuck. Eventually she had to go to the offending bag and, in her heels and tight skirt, try to wrestle the bag free while maintaining her dignity. Being a red-blooded male, I didn't enjoy the spectacle one little bit!
Eventually, however, we got through checkin, through security and it was time to bag a bite of lunch before boarding the plane.
We could see our aircraft waiting for us
A lot of waiting around, then we got to board and... we were off!
During the flight I managed to watch In The Loop which was very funny if a little on the crude side, and Paul Blartt: Mall Cop which was quite funny and very saccharin. But they both helped pass the time.
Eight hours later, we landed at MCO. We got off the plane, cleared immigration, collected our bags, cleared customs, dropped our bags onto the conveyor, and took the monorail to the other building
(Yes, we were feeling rather tired)
Day 01 - Travel
After a hearty breakfast, we piled into the car. I gave Stephanie (the sat-nav system on my phone) the postcode of the off-airport car park we had booked months before, then put her on to silent mode for the time being. The twenty-five mile drive to Glasgow Airport wasn't a worry, the two miles from the airport to the car park considerably more so.
It turns out that Nokia Maps aren't terribly good with just a postcode. This was something I realised when an un-muted Stephanie announced that we had arrived at our destination, and we plainly hadn't. So I dug out the car park voucher and found the full address. I gave that to Steph (we're friends; I'm allowed to call her that) and she gave us new directions. This time, they worked.
So we dropped the car in space 352 of Glasgow Park 'n' Fly, and bus driver helped get our cases onto the bus. We were on our way!
From there it was fairly straightforward. The bus took us to the airport, and we joined the baggage drop-off queue. While there, Granny, Granda and Uncle John joined the Premium Economy checkin queue, which in truth didn't seem to go much faster than ours.
At the drop-off desk we presented our passports and started trying to load our bags onto the conveyor. But it didn't work; somebody else's bag in front of ours had caught on a protrusion and was simply not going anywhere. The girl at the desk tried to poke at it, but it was stuck. Eventually she had to go to the offending bag and, in her heels and tight skirt, try to wrestle the bag free while maintaining her dignity. Being a red-blooded male, I didn't enjoy the spectacle one little bit!
Eventually, however, we got through checkin, through security and it was time to bag a bite of lunch before boarding the plane.
We could see our aircraft waiting for us
A lot of waiting around, then we got to board and... we were off!
During the flight I managed to watch In The Loop which was very funny if a little on the crude side, and Paul Blartt: Mall Cop which was quite funny and very saccharin. But they both helped pass the time.
Eight hours later, we landed at MCO. We got off the plane, cleared immigration, collected our bags, cleared customs, dropped our bags onto the conveyor, and took the monorail to the other building
(Yes, we were feeling rather tired)
I can't wait to get more next month. 
