Travel day
I was actually awake about 10 mins before the alarm went off so I spent it lying in bed and surfing the internet, before getting up and getting dressed and dragging Sy out of bed kicking and screaming (he went to bed after me and he was still shattered). How anyone can need dragging out of the bed the DAY THEY FLY TO FLORIDA is beyond me, but there you go... We were soon heading out the door with Sy's mum playing taxi. We were just under 3 hours ahead of our flight, we weren't able to do online check-in as Monarch don't offer it (who doesn't have online check-in in this day and age?!) so we wanted to make sure we had time to check in and get some food for the flight. Oh boy, this was the queue we were met with...
Jeeeez.... it was loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong. It might not have looked too bad from here, but this was the queue that was OUT of the queue line. There were 2 desks open for our flight. 2. TWO! For a flight that has 358 passengers. WTAF?!?!?!!!! It was horrendous. We started chatting to the family behind though which helped pass the time. We were in that queue for a total time of 1 hour and 45 mins. That's just crazy. We weren't happy campers.
When we finally got to the front they couldn't find us on the system! As we had booked only a week ago we hadn't been added to the flight, so we then had to queue at another desk to get a reference code and go back to the check-in desks. What a PITA! We were at the other desk surrounded by other people who booked within the last week. All they did was give us a number to give the check-in guys, why they couldn't have just called over to get that code I will never know.
We were eventually checked in with about an hour before take off, our boarding time had already started so no time for breakfast and a mooch round the shops

we had to settle for running into boots to get me some food for the flight and we did manage to grab a take out McDonald's breakfast as I was starving before running to the furthest away gate from the terminal. We got there once they had already started boarding but they hadn't got to our row yet so we quickly woofed our breakfast down in time for being called. We found our seats, a row of 3 in the middle of the plane and sat down. That's where things went wrong. I get that we are big people but my shoulders were bigger than the seat, I wont even go there with my butt lol but my shoulders aren't exactly wide. It would be okay though, cause the flight wasn't full and we still had a spare seat beside us, as long as that stayed free we could spread out... the flight was almost full now and seat was still empty, it was all going so well, until 2 big beefy guys got on and started to walk down the plane towards us, 1 was sat next to us and the other on the other side of the aisle. It wasn't comfy but there was a row of 3 completely empty a few rows back and a very nice hostess let us move to those while we were waiting for clearance to push back from the gate. It would have been a VERY uncomfortable flight had we not been able to move. To give you an idea, the other airlines who fly to Orlando on this type of aircraft have 1 less seat per row. Monarch are that greedy that they squeeze another seat in and make you even more squished in. I flew with them in 2008 when I was slimmer and vowed never again then, but when we paid what we did, it was a means to an end that got us to Orlando, and it really wasn't that bad once we spread out in a row of 3.
After a few hours I got out my packed lunch, I already knew I probably wasn't going to be eating the food they served, plane food is never good but with Monarch there is no choice of food, well apart from you either eat it or you don't
I was happy with my food though!
My favourite biscuits in the world there

I managed to not eat the entire packet on the plane, they only made it a few days into the holiday though...
The rest of the time passed with me watching movies on my iPad and Sy watching the overhead movie for a bit and napping the rest of the time. When the food finally did come round it was pretty meh, it was chicken which was something but it wasn't what you'd call tasty! I did eat some of it though just to pass the time, eating out of boredom is never good but there's only so much one can do on a 9 hours flight. I did enjoy the little fruit pack though, it had a stick of pineapple and mango inside (along with a few red grapes that got cast off to Sy). I may also have eaten his mango and pineapple too...
The flight was pretty uneventful and very smooth until we got to about 45 mins away when the captain came on to explain that it was going to be pretty bumpy the rest of the way due to storms but it still wasn't that bad.
Landing was smooth and we managed to be on time seeing as we had been late to leave. We were soon through immigration and I collected the bags while Sy was taken off an interviewed as per usual... (he has a visa and not a visa waiver so every time they cart him off and ask him why). He was ages in there this time as there were a lot of people having further questioning so I had managed to grab the cases and still had to wait for ages for him to come out and find me. We were soon walking outside and the wall of humidity hitting us in the face, it was grey and muggy. We headed over to pick up our hire car and before long we were driving out of the airport in a Mazda CX5 SUV. It was a very nice car as it happens, I love that with Alamo you get to choose what car you want rather than just getting given one. Sy chose it and the boy did good.
We were soon out of there and on the road, as we pulled out the heavens opened... Welcome to Florida in the summer! It rained on and off the whole way there. It took about 45 mins. My total highlight of the journey was this badboy...
This was the best pic I could get, honestly. It had ears that when it came to a stop that would pop back up, it even had a face on the front that included whiskers! Only in America would you get a car as awesome as that.