merrymouse1
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Hi all! Im going to attempt to do my first ever trip report. I have been inspired by reading all of your great reports and took tons of pictures, food included, and thought it would be fun to share. You can read my PTR to get the details about us but some quick facts…
Me, trip planner, disney lover and one of the go’s (PTR reference)
DH, only going because all my neighbors are going, one of the No’s (PTR reference) he will be referred to as No #1.
DD, 14 the other No of this trip, No#2.
DS, 12 he’s one of the Go’s I will refer to him as Chickie, He is quite the chick magnet (PTR reference)
DD, 8 We’ll just call her Sunshine also one of the Go’s. Heres a pic of all of us just to get our pictures started:
It all starts the day before with an early chemo appointment for my mom (stress), car trouble, getting my dog to my sisters, my parrots to the bird sitter etc and ends the day with finishing packing and just getting ready for a nice nights sleep when I smell something funny…Yup, my brilliant Dh (aka #1) decides he is going to self clean the oven. Well, this takes about 5 to 6 hours with the oven being on the highest setting possible. Here’s our conversation:
Me: What are you doing????
DH: Cleaning the oven. With the birds out of the house I figured it would be the perfect time to clean the oven. (birds and oven cleaning don’t mix, it can kill them)
Me: But its 8:00pm and we have to get up at 3:30am?
DH: So.
ME: We cannot go to bed with the oven on high!
DH: Stop worrying…Ill stay up until its done.
So I go on to finish my packing, get all the kids in bed etc so at about 9:30 Im getting ready to go to bed and go into our bedroom only to find my DH snoring peacefully. I knew he wouldn’t stay up. Now I cannot sleep for fear the house will burn down or we will all become exfoliated with the fumes! So needless to say when my alarm went off at 3:30 I was not to pleased with DH.
We all pile into the car blarry eyed but most of us are happy to finally be off.
So I notice my hubby getting anxious…We are getting into the car at exactly 2 minutes behind schedule. Im usually the high strung one but when we travel my hubby turns all tense and freakishly punctual. I further annoy everyone in the vehicle with my obsession with taking a picture of the clock.
Convo #2
No2: Good God, why are you taking a picture of the clock?
Me: Why? To document it for my trip report to my disney friends, of course.
This they cannot get over. All 4 of them groaning and thinking Im absolutely ridiculous. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that it took me about 11 minutes of fidgetting with my camera to figure out how to turn the flash off. When I finally figure it out we are already driving and dh has no patience for my trip report so he refuses to pull over so I can get a clear picture of departure time so here is blurry pic:
Even though it says 4:44am (you’ll just have to trust me on this one) we really pulled out of the garage at about 4:32am.
Ride to Boston uneventful as long as you don’t count the negativity coming from No#2. Her disdain for my euphoria at this time in the morning is palpable.
We arrive at airport in what I feel is plenty of time to stop before security at Au Bon Pain for one of their delish ham and cheese croissants. I just love these and we don’t have an Au Bon Pain in the little speed bump they call a town in which we live. Dh’s travel intensity will not allow it…he is worried about the long line at security. So I pass but not happily. I have to settle for a Dunkin Donuts ham and cheese. (which my hubby waits in a huge line for and I only take one bite of later, shh, I didn’t dare tell him I didn’t eat it, DD croissants just don’t cut it when I could have had Au Bon Pain)
Anyway, we meet the J’s at the gate, they are on our flight and Mr J announces that Mrs J and I will be sitting in first class! A little pixie dust has landed on our shoulder. Two of his seats got an upgrade (he travels a lot) and it looks like the hubbies will sit back with the peasants and all the kids while Mrs J and I sit with the upper crust for a pleasant chat fest accompanied by hot towels and an assortment of refreshments. Here are some pics from the flight:
I won’t be adding pics of my neighbors in here as I don’t know if they would appreciate but I think this one is ok. How cute is this? This is my Chickie with the littlest J walking to ME. She just adores my Chickie. Chickie is super cool at all times but not too cool that he still won’t hold hands with a princess toting a princess suitcase.
We land something like 20 minutes ahead of schedule grab our stuff and were on the train thing on our way to Magical Express:
I had to crop middle J out of pictures so that is my Sunshine looks like she is hugging nothing
We are the first in line at ME and seconds later we are on the ME bus heading to our resort, first stop POR.
I think I will stop here as I have no idea if Im adding the pictures correctly. Will pixie dust continue to fall on us. Early and uneventful arrival at MCO, bumped to first class, no line at magical express???? Wait and see in next installment. Thanks for reading, well, I hope someone reads it.....Only about 2 people read my PTR....LOSER!
Next:
Post #2 and Post #8 (im too much of a newbie to figure out how to add the links so this will have to do)
Me, trip planner, disney lover and one of the go’s (PTR reference)
DH, only going because all my neighbors are going, one of the No’s (PTR reference) he will be referred to as No #1.
DD, 14 the other No of this trip, No#2.
DS, 12 he’s one of the Go’s I will refer to him as Chickie, He is quite the chick magnet (PTR reference)
DD, 8 We’ll just call her Sunshine also one of the Go’s. Heres a pic of all of us just to get our pictures started:

It all starts the day before with an early chemo appointment for my mom (stress), car trouble, getting my dog to my sisters, my parrots to the bird sitter etc and ends the day with finishing packing and just getting ready for a nice nights sleep when I smell something funny…Yup, my brilliant Dh (aka #1) decides he is going to self clean the oven. Well, this takes about 5 to 6 hours with the oven being on the highest setting possible. Here’s our conversation:
Me: What are you doing????
DH: Cleaning the oven. With the birds out of the house I figured it would be the perfect time to clean the oven. (birds and oven cleaning don’t mix, it can kill them)
Me: But its 8:00pm and we have to get up at 3:30am?
DH: So.
ME: We cannot go to bed with the oven on high!
DH: Stop worrying…Ill stay up until its done.
So I go on to finish my packing, get all the kids in bed etc so at about 9:30 Im getting ready to go to bed and go into our bedroom only to find my DH snoring peacefully. I knew he wouldn’t stay up. Now I cannot sleep for fear the house will burn down or we will all become exfoliated with the fumes! So needless to say when my alarm went off at 3:30 I was not to pleased with DH.
We all pile into the car blarry eyed but most of us are happy to finally be off.
So I notice my hubby getting anxious…We are getting into the car at exactly 2 minutes behind schedule. Im usually the high strung one but when we travel my hubby turns all tense and freakishly punctual. I further annoy everyone in the vehicle with my obsession with taking a picture of the clock.
Convo #2
No2: Good God, why are you taking a picture of the clock?
Me: Why? To document it for my trip report to my disney friends, of course.
This they cannot get over. All 4 of them groaning and thinking Im absolutely ridiculous. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that it took me about 11 minutes of fidgetting with my camera to figure out how to turn the flash off. When I finally figure it out we are already driving and dh has no patience for my trip report so he refuses to pull over so I can get a clear picture of departure time so here is blurry pic:

Even though it says 4:44am (you’ll just have to trust me on this one) we really pulled out of the garage at about 4:32am.
Ride to Boston uneventful as long as you don’t count the negativity coming from No#2. Her disdain for my euphoria at this time in the morning is palpable.
We arrive at airport in what I feel is plenty of time to stop before security at Au Bon Pain for one of their delish ham and cheese croissants. I just love these and we don’t have an Au Bon Pain in the little speed bump they call a town in which we live. Dh’s travel intensity will not allow it…he is worried about the long line at security. So I pass but not happily. I have to settle for a Dunkin Donuts ham and cheese. (which my hubby waits in a huge line for and I only take one bite of later, shh, I didn’t dare tell him I didn’t eat it, DD croissants just don’t cut it when I could have had Au Bon Pain)
Anyway, we meet the J’s at the gate, they are on our flight and Mr J announces that Mrs J and I will be sitting in first class! A little pixie dust has landed on our shoulder. Two of his seats got an upgrade (he travels a lot) and it looks like the hubbies will sit back with the peasants and all the kids while Mrs J and I sit with the upper crust for a pleasant chat fest accompanied by hot towels and an assortment of refreshments. Here are some pics from the flight:



I won’t be adding pics of my neighbors in here as I don’t know if they would appreciate but I think this one is ok. How cute is this? This is my Chickie with the littlest J walking to ME. She just adores my Chickie. Chickie is super cool at all times but not too cool that he still won’t hold hands with a princess toting a princess suitcase.
We land something like 20 minutes ahead of schedule grab our stuff and were on the train thing on our way to Magical Express:

I had to crop middle J out of pictures so that is my Sunshine looks like she is hugging nothing



We are the first in line at ME and seconds later we are on the ME bus heading to our resort, first stop POR.

I think I will stop here as I have no idea if Im adding the pictures correctly. Will pixie dust continue to fall on us. Early and uneventful arrival at MCO, bumped to first class, no line at magical express???? Wait and see in next installment. Thanks for reading, well, I hope someone reads it.....Only about 2 people read my PTR....LOSER!
Next:
Post #2 and Post #8 (im too much of a newbie to figure out how to add the links so this will have to do)