The Trip Chapter 3 - We're Still On The Wrong Plane!
So where did I leave off?
Hmmmm....
Oh yes, I left you all freaking out about my little "situation"!
There I am sitting on a plane that is going somewhere I don't want to go flipping right out! The kids were looking at me trying to decide whether they should pretend they don't know me or if they should start to cry. Either one would have been fine at that moment!
We frantically pressed the "call" buttons above our heads. Hoping that if all 4 of us pushed them the flight attendent would come faster.....
"Um, excuse me but we are on the wrong plane!"
"Where are you trying to get to?"
"Albequerque - which is not the same place as Salt Lake City!"
I thought I through in that little geography lesson for her!
Then it happened and now I feel like a fool......
"This plane is going to Salt Lake City en route to Albequerque."
"Oh."
Well why on earth has that never been mentioned before? Not on Southwest's site, not on our tickets, not on the sign at the boarding gate - no where I tell you!
It's not nice to give a poor Disney-bound momma a heart attack like that!
So all is well and good in our world once again except for the little fact that I still have to spend the day on an airplane. And now I have to go up and down not twice but three times!!!!
Have I mentioned I don't like flying?
Okay, so now it has been confirmed that we are in deed on the right plane. Just making an unexpected visit to Salt Lake City.
We meandered our way over to the end of the runway and then suddenly it was "that" time and the plane started rocketing off down the runway. I guess I had yet another paniced look to me because Belle reached across the isle and grabbed my hand and told me it was going to be okay.
Deep breath.
Don't freak out the kids.
Don't make a bigger fool of yourself then you already have.
Then suddenly I couldn't feel the comforting vibrations of the runway under the landing gears which only means one thing - we're in the air!
Okay, I can do this.
I can do this.
Still trying to convince myself that I can do this.....
About 30 mins in I start to get a weird feeling - everything is suddenly sidewise. Don't panic. I look over at HG and the girls and they are sitting there listening to their iPods, chewing gum and are happy as clams.
Don't they realize that we are literally on our sides?
I start making panicy faces at HG and I guess I didn't look quite right because now he is starting to look paniced.
As it turns out the plane was not laying on its side for a nap I was getting a migraine which explains the funny tummy at the airport earlier.
Could things go more wrong?
Thing with my migraines is that I am really bad a noticing one is coming. I can look back after the fact and go "oh ya!" but at the time I am totally oblivious. About a minute and a half later the pain and pressure hit.
Okay, so I am not going to die in a plane crash - my head is going to explode on this plane and that is how my end will come.
I need drugs - NOW!!!!
I started trying to fish around in my bag for my pills and one of the bottles of water and couldn't find either. Not sure why I couldn't find the large bottle of water in there - it was a very small bag but I couldn't.
So HG sent Belle up to the galley to ask for water. She came back and told me that they said we'd have to wait.
Go back and tell them I need water NOW!!!!!
She came back with a can of water. A can? Yes, a pop can type can of water. Have never heard of such a thing. Oh well, who cares? It was warm too. Ick!
I started slamming back the codeine and in the process was gagging on the warm, disgusting tasting water. I think HG was just wishing we had stayed home at this point.
I close my eyes and concentrate on breathing in and out. Nice long slow breaths. You know, the kind they teach you in childbirth classes which worked great sitting in the room with the pillows and the plastic babies but never got used once you hit the hospital and a real baby was trying to escape from your body?
By the time we landed in Salt Lake City I was in a complete drugged stuppor and couldn't have cared less about the landing! Drugs were my friend that day!
Thankfully we didn't have to get off the plane here so no need to try to convince the kids they had to touch the outside of the plane again. People filled off and back on and I don't think I noticed. Still had my eyes closed trying to pretend this wasn't all happening.
Up we went again and then down into Albequerque. I think the flight attendents were glad to see the back end of me!
We grabbed a quick sandwhich on the way to our next gate to eat on the plane as the peanuts jusy weren't going to cut it for the daily intake for the kids. Okay, so they don't eat bread either but the Quiznos was the only thing we could find quickly and we had less then an hour until we were going to be in the air again.
Back into the A line and took turns going to the bathroom. Yes, mommy may be heavily medicated but you are still not going to pee on the plane!
Scan our boarding passes, down the gangway, touch the plane and sit!
Here we go again!
This time the plane was almost empty so we could spread out a bit. I sat with Belle and HG and Tink sat across the isle.
Here is Belle and I!
And Tink and HG!
Then came that rumbling feeling that the engines were up and running again and soon we were lifting off again. Last time today. It is the last time today I have to do this. I kept telling myself that.
This flight was much easier on me. Something about having enough codiene to take down a medium sized cow may have had something to do with it.
The girls worked on their homework and I tried to nap. I have no idea what HG was doing - he loves to fly so he was probably just taking it all in.
After what seemed like an eternity we were landing in Orlando!
Did you hear that?
We made it!
And I am still alive!
The plane didn't crash and my head didn't explode!
Yippee!!!!!
Actually it was 8:05pm which was 11:05pm Vancouver time so it had been an extremely long day and we still had to get to our hotel.
We set off in seach of Disney's Magical Express!
That's it for now folks! Sorry to keep you all hanging the other day but I have to admit I had fun at your expence! Thanks for reading along with me!
I think after reading that installment I CAN DO IT! I can fly--If you did it I can do it!! I would much rather get to disney in 2 hours rather than 15 hours (driving) so next time--flying it is(I say that now but well see LOL)!
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