Day 1 of the trip (but not the parks) They say getting there is half the fun
who the heck are they?
As a preface note sorry, but I didnt take any pictures of our pile of luggage, grocery boxes, unloaded/loaded vehicles, anything on the trip down, or even WDW when we arrived
first of all, I was too darn busy trying to get out the door, and second of all, the car was moving too fast for me to take a picture when we drove under the arch, and finally, it was dark and I was tired by the time we got there and The Plan was unhappy with us for being late and I wasnt exactly happy myself. Youll see why
Since it was summer, DH and the girls were out of school so I took Friday off work so I could get everything ready to go, get a haircut (a Princess must always look the part, and I wouldnt want to visit Mickey without a fresh haircut!), and make sure we were ready to leave on time. We were scheduled to leave at 2:30
Grandma and Papa were getting off work at 1:00 or so and we thought that would give them enough time to get home, pack the car, and be at our house by 2:00 so we could leave by 2:30. I had hoped to sleep in but was too excited and had too many things to do. The Plan was demanding that we get back on schedule! Minnie went with me to my hair appointment and then we went to the bank where we encountered a line that really, really needed to have a FP machine. It was crazy! Ive never waited that long in a line at the bank. By the time we got home, DH had his things packed and I hurried to get all of my things packed, along with the grocery box. I couldnt find my master packing list anywhere
I think perhaps DH and the girls hid it from me as they tend to tease a bit about my obsession with planning and lists. Oh well
I had most of the list memorized anyway! I also typed up the notes for our house/pet sitter. I gave up on getting some grocery shopping done for our house/pet sitter and just left her cash to buy whatever she wanted instead (plus I left her a fully stocked freezer and pantry)
.so I took out the envelope of cash from the bank and left some on the counter for her
and then dropped the envelope back in my handbag
or did I?
As we were finishing up last-minute things around the house, the clock struck 1:30 (well, ok, our clocks are digital so they dont strike anything use your imagination!) and what to my wondering eyes should appear but Grandma and Papa pulling up in the driveway, 30 minutes early! Do you think maybe theyre a bit excited? DH loaded our car as I reminded Minnie and Tinkerbell to grab a few things
like DVDs to watch on the way down. They had the DVD player but no DVDs. LOL. We grabbed blankets and pillows for the car, the DVD player and DVDs, iPods, and programmed the GPS units in both cars and finished loading everything and it was time go to. And guess what? It was 2:00
officially 30 minutes ahead of schedule! The Plan was literally doing the happy dance

because The Plan wanted us checked into the resort (CBR), both vehicles unpacked, and our happy bodies either at OPR or on one of the beaches at CBR so we could watch the IllumiNations fireworks at 9 pm. The Plan and I thought that would be a lovely way for us all to relax while at the same time getting excited for Epcot the next day.
And so we pulled out of the driveway 30 minutes early and Papa decided he needed to get gas before we got on the freeway so we stopped at a gas station about 5-7 miles from our house. The girls, Grandma, and I ran in to get some sodas and Icees to have in the car and when I went to pay for them, I realized that the envelope of cash from the bank was not in my handbag. As in gone. Not there. Nowhere. Well, thats not a good thing, considering that yes, this was stupid on my part it was a relatively sizeable amount of cash. Thank goodness we werent far from home, and I knew I had the cash at the house when I got money out to leave for our house/pet sitter. So we had to go back to the house so I could find the money. Of course, DH asked why I didnt just deposit the money in the bank and use our debit card while we were there.

I tried to explain to him that there were certain things I wanted cash for like tips and some meals, and that I was trying to keep the trip on budget and it was easier for me to do that if I had cash with me that was allotted for certain purposes. Yada yada yada
LOL Anyway, we quickly drove to the house and I found the cash in my handbag where I had left it
except it was in my OTHER handbag the one I was leaving at home, that was sitting on the desk right where I keep my handbag. LOL At least we had it and we could leave!
We were still ahead of schedule, but now only by about 10 minutes. No worries
we still had time to get to CBR, get checked in, unload the cars, and watch the fireworks.
The drive down was rather uneventful, other than a really heavy thunderstorm in south Georgia that lasted for about 45 minutes. We stopped at a rest stop in Georgia and got absolutely drenched running through the rain...the umbrellas and ponchos were packed in the trunk but we could have used them! We had to slow down as we drove through the storm, but we were still running on time. We stopped somewhere just over the border in Florida for gas and dinner at Subway and all I could think about was that we needed to get back on the road because The Plan had plans for us!
The GPS units were programmed with the address of the resort and I also had the UOG driving instructions in the car with me. As we got closer and closer to Orlando, I told DH which exit we needed to take. I reminded him a few times and I carefully watched for the exit. And guess what? He missed the exit! In his defense, he said that he thought he remembered the freeway exit sign being bigger, more illuminated, and saying Disney World on it. Um, no. Well, thats ok the GPS (her name is Hilda) showed we were 15 miles from WDW and it quickly calculated another route for us. Hilda said to take another exit
and DH missed that exit, too. Not sure why
but that was two exits that we had missed. And somehow we were still 15 miles from WDW, according to Hilda. So then DH decided to just take the next exit, no matter what it was, and let Hilda reroute us again. So we took the next route but it was some kind of spaghetti junction and we couldnt read Hildas screen well enough to figure out where the heck she wanted us to go. And yet, somehow, we were still 15 miles from WDW! We drove down a major street and Grandma and I kept calling each other on our cell phones, trying to figure out what to do since their GPS was giving them different directions than Hilda was giving us. Somehow, we managed to be 15 miles from WDW the entire time
I think we just made a big loop around it. I was getting rather aggravated and The Plan was downright ticked off
because we were now running late and were going to miss the fireworks and the magical start to our magical vacation. Minnie and Tinkerbell kept telling me to relax and that they didnt mind if we missed the fireworks. Theyre so sweet and they know I can get a little (well, a lot) wound up when things dont quite go according to The Plan
they always remind me to just relax and enjoy things. Theyre good at that.
After driving through what appeared to be an industrial area with lots of hotels in it, we got back on the correct freeway and managed to find our exit, and then arrived at CBR with no further problems
except that it was dangerously close to 9 pm.

We went straight in to check-in at the Customs House and there were no lines, which was good because we only had about 5 minutes until 9 pm. OK, The Plan quickly recalculated and decided that we would check in and drive straight to OPR, watch the fireworks, and then go find our rooms. Sounds good to me! Except that
.it didnt work out that way. Papa and I both went up together to check in, and a family behind us went to another window. While Papa was getting checked in, I realized that I could go check in at another window and get done faster, so I did. I had requested Jamaica 45 or Aruba 51 (or is that Jamaica 51 and Aruba 45?) and a room with a king sized bed for my parents
we didnt end up with either of those requests. I was a little disappointed but really wanted to get to where my parents could see the fireworks so I didnt ask them to change us. I had also ordered a welcome gift for my parents from the Disney Florist which I thought would be delivered to their room, but the CM brought it out when we checked in. Instead of a generic "welcome" balloon, it had a happy birthday balloon on it (no, it wasnt anyones birthday) which made us all laugh. I also asked them to go ahead and bring out the welcome baskets for Minnie and Tinkerbell now instead of delivering them to the room later, and the girls were thrilled and very surprised with their baskets.
I know I was rushing the CM through the check in process, but I really wanted to see those fireworks
so after getting our resort packet, maps, pins, keys, etc., we decided to quickly get to where we could see the fireworks. It turned out that our rooms were in Barbados, directly across the street from the Custom House, so DH decided we should just drive over there and walk to OPR...except that the fireworks started as we pulled out of the Custom House parking lot. So we drove across the street as parked in the parking lot by our building and quickly ran the street corner by our building, across the street from Custom House, and watched the fireworks for a few minutes. It wasnt the the lovely beach or OPR setting The Plan and I had imagined

, but at least we got to see a few minutes of the fireworks.
No one but The Plan and I seemed to mind that we only saw a few minutes of the fireworks, so we let it go. We were just happy to finally be out of the car and at WDW!
By this time, everyone wanted to get unpacked and do a little swimming to unwind from the car ride. Grandma wanted to go see what kind of shopping there was in OPR, and Minnie realized that she hadn't brought any running shorts with her (she was going to run several times to condition for cross country). Papa, DH, the girls and got our swimsuits on and we drove to OPR so we could all swim and Grandma and I could shop. Fortunately, we found a pair of knit shorts for Minnie ($30!) that she could run in.
Up Next: An overview of OPR and CBR