We had a stop over in St. Louis, where we deboarded the plane, and were to reboard the same plane. The layover time wasn't to be long, however, we were delayed because of a broken lavatory smoke detector.
We landed at MCO at 8pm. We called the hotel's airport shuttle, and were picked up by 8:30. A local Quality Inn, and we were in our room ordering pizza by 9pm.
Our room was small, but we expected that. The room was suppose to have a fold out sofa bed for one of the kids to sleep on, but it was not made with any sheets. We considered calling housekeeping, but by the time we discovered it, we just wanted to go to bed. Light went out around 10:30, and soft snores were heard by 10:45....
We woke at 7:30 the next morning, and ate at the hotel's continental breakfast. Nothing fancy, but free.
We left the hotel at 9am on the airport shuttle, so we could pick up the ME bus. We got there by 9:30, and soon we were in line for the ME.
Here's where the deception continues....
DW goes to the counter, and checks us in. I wait at the entrace post that says Coronado Springs.
She comes back and says we have to go stand in the line for the Contemporary, Polynesian, and Grand Floridian. I question this. She says, that's where the man told me to go. I looked at the Coronado line, and it was fairly full. It shared with others hotels, but I do not recall which. I remember thinking that the bus for those resorts was probably 'full' and we were overflow. We might get dropped off last, but we'd still get to our hotel. We were on our bus within 5 or 10 minutes.
I took our bags and loaded them into the bus's luggage area, while the driver was busy doing something. I later learned what he was doing...
Here's our approach on the ME bus:
Our first stop was the Polynesian. I wasn't thinking much about this at the time, as I had nodded off, and was still groggy from my nap. I was trying to guess which hotel would be next. When the driver returned he annouced we had two stops remaining, the Contemporary and Coronado Springs.
As we pulled away, my son got atsy, and looked around the bus. He's a smart one he is. Beginning to drift off again, I hear him say:
"Dad?" Said in a very questioning voice.
"Hmm? Yeah? What is it," is my pithy reply.
"Why are there two stops left for the bus and we're the only ones left on it?"