kittythepoohbear
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This is a little late as I have already been back for a couple of weeks. I have been playing catch up with things at home and have not had time to devote to a proper trip report. So without further ado, I present my trip report.
What I Did on my End-of-Summer Vacation
The cast: Me - 28 y.o. certified Disney freak. I have a terrible Piglet fixation,
want to adopt Lilo, and never, ever want to live in a world without Disney. I live in New York City with my bunny Jellybean where I make my living as a voice teacher.
My boyfriend - just turned 34 y.o. who used to say Disney was stupid. I force him to watch Disney movies, but he still buys me Piglet stuff. He lives in Pennsylvania with his cats and owns his own publishing company.
Part I - Background and getting there
Let's start at the very beginning - Jan. 2005. I sit looking at the 'book it' button on Expedia for about half an hour before finally clicking it. I figure that we both work for ourselves and it wouldn't be too difficult to reschedule so that we can get away for a long weekend, right? I immediately start jumping up and down and run to the bedroom where my boyfriend was sleeping to tell him the news - I am surprising us with a last minute trip to WDW! He promptly tells me he can't do it - business plans concering a brand-new project (that he neglected to tell me were to start THAT weekend). I slowly start to die inside as I call Expedia and beg them to cancel my non-refundable, just booked, 4-night stay at Pop. The woman I spoke with was a doll and was able to cancel it. I think it was because I sounded like I was about to cry hysterically. I then remain angry at boyfriend for quite some time.
In March, I decide, "Hey, I went to WDW last year by myself. Why can't I go solo this year as well?" So I start the planning. You know what its like: countless nights researching the best resort, the perfect number of nights, package or room-only. I was going to go with the Pop, but then I joined AAA and decided to go all out. I booked 5 nights at POR. I decided that this would be a birthday present to myself, even though my b-day is in June. I needed a way to rationalize spending $1000 on myself. The CM I spoke with, Hamill, was super nice and made me even more excited. When I got off the phone, I literally started to dance around my apartment, chanting "I am going to Disney!!!!" There was no one there to share my excitement with, so I tell Jellybean. He looked back at me slightly frightened. So I pick up the phone and call my best friend. However I forget that it is Friday at around 9pm and being that she is Jewish, is already celebrating the Sabbath. So I leave a crazy sounding message on her machine, hang up, and start dancing again. Then I figure I should tell my boyfriend that I am planning on doing this. So I call. And he sounds slightly miffed. I should save my money. After all, I am planning on moving to PA next year and I have lessons to teach. Yes, I say, but I can reschedule all my lessons so that I can leave on Thursday and return on Tuesday. Besides, I deserve a trip. He wishes me well and I hang up, feeling a little sad that he won't be joining me but hey, I am going to WDW!!!! I mark the days in my calendar and that's when it hits me: September is a loooooong way away. I have to wait 6 months. At least I get to plan.
Fast forward to July. I changed my main reservation to include the free dining. I have my meal ressies all done, including lunch at Cindy's (planned before it became a character meal) and lunch at Coral Reef. Nothing can get me down, except that my sweetie isn't coming with me. I try a subtle guilt trip. I try showing him the commercials with the puppy dogs and the "So this is love" song. I promise to go on ToT. He said maybe. MAYBE!!!! It was hope and hope was all I could ask for. I gave him the due date and made a deal. Since this trip was going to fall right in between our 3 year anniversary (8/22) and his 34 b-day (9/22), I would pay his ticket. I was going to be out $200 either way, so why not be poorer at Disney? He said maybe again.
He kept saying maybe until the day the balance was due on my package. I called to ask him if he was sure he couldn't come. I was prepared to hear no when, to my amazement, he said "ok, I will go." OMG!!!! It was a miracle! I practially hung up on him as I called CRO and added his name to the reservation. Fifteen minutes later, he had bought his plane ticket (same flight, the seat next to me, and $30 cheaper than I paid!) and we were going to Disney as a couple. Yeah!
Wed. night, 9/7. BF came drove down tonight to prepare for our 7 am flight in the morning. I force him to watch Lilo and Stitch and he informs me that he has been listening faithfully to Inside the Magic podcast and now knows more about Disney than I do. I laugh and remind him he asked me when we would see Bugs Bunny. He sticks out his tongue and we order in sushi.
Thurs. way-too-early-in-the-morning, 9/8. My Winnie The Pooh alarm clock goes off at 4 am. I stumble out of bed and notice my bf on the couch, where he must have fallen asleep at who knows what time. I shower with my peppermint soap and before I know it, the cab is here to take us to the airport. We think the cabbie might have been on drugs. He propositioned me twice and even said he would be into other things involving my bf. He also asked if he could come to my apt. and get high. My bf was ready to kill him when we finally arriced at JFK and headed for the gate.
Those of you who live in NYC really must fly JetBlue out of JFK. It is the best
experience I have ever had in an airport. Everytime I fly any other carrier out of Laguardia, I end up with 6 hour delays and a dingy gate. At JetBlue, we ate breakfast while BF checked his email and last minute business arrangements on his laptop with the free hi-speed connection. We got on the plane and off we went. I did manage to sleep for around 20 minutes, in between Firehouse videos on VH1 classics and watching the Animal Channel. We finally touched down in Orlando slightly ahead of time at 9:40 am. Now I was glowing. I pulled him onto the shuttle and made our way to the ME counter. The counter was easy to find and although the line seemed huge, it moved quickly. On to another line for POR and soon on the bus itself. The bus was comfy, with a placard in front saying gratuities accepted. We stopped in Saratoga Springs, Old Key West, POFQ and finally POR. The resort was lovely, better than I imagined. In we walked through the lobby doors and right up to the check out counter. In summary, plying your reluctant bf with Disney movies, Disney pictures, Disney music, and commericals of puppies on the tea cups will eventually lead said bf to go to WDW. Cabbies - just say no! JetBlue and JFK rock! Next installment coming very soon! I will put all the reports in one thread since I am not computer savvy and don't know how to do the links.
Kat
What I Did on my End-of-Summer Vacation
The cast: Me - 28 y.o. certified Disney freak. I have a terrible Piglet fixation,
want to adopt Lilo, and never, ever want to live in a world without Disney. I live in New York City with my bunny Jellybean where I make my living as a voice teacher.

My boyfriend - just turned 34 y.o. who used to say Disney was stupid. I force him to watch Disney movies, but he still buys me Piglet stuff. He lives in Pennsylvania with his cats and owns his own publishing company.

Part I - Background and getting there
Let's start at the very beginning - Jan. 2005. I sit looking at the 'book it' button on Expedia for about half an hour before finally clicking it. I figure that we both work for ourselves and it wouldn't be too difficult to reschedule so that we can get away for a long weekend, right? I immediately start jumping up and down and run to the bedroom where my boyfriend was sleeping to tell him the news - I am surprising us with a last minute trip to WDW! He promptly tells me he can't do it - business plans concering a brand-new project (that he neglected to tell me were to start THAT weekend). I slowly start to die inside as I call Expedia and beg them to cancel my non-refundable, just booked, 4-night stay at Pop. The woman I spoke with was a doll and was able to cancel it. I think it was because I sounded like I was about to cry hysterically. I then remain angry at boyfriend for quite some time.
In March, I decide, "Hey, I went to WDW last year by myself. Why can't I go solo this year as well?" So I start the planning. You know what its like: countless nights researching the best resort, the perfect number of nights, package or room-only. I was going to go with the Pop, but then I joined AAA and decided to go all out. I booked 5 nights at POR. I decided that this would be a birthday present to myself, even though my b-day is in June. I needed a way to rationalize spending $1000 on myself. The CM I spoke with, Hamill, was super nice and made me even more excited. When I got off the phone, I literally started to dance around my apartment, chanting "I am going to Disney!!!!" There was no one there to share my excitement with, so I tell Jellybean. He looked back at me slightly frightened. So I pick up the phone and call my best friend. However I forget that it is Friday at around 9pm and being that she is Jewish, is already celebrating the Sabbath. So I leave a crazy sounding message on her machine, hang up, and start dancing again. Then I figure I should tell my boyfriend that I am planning on doing this. So I call. And he sounds slightly miffed. I should save my money. After all, I am planning on moving to PA next year and I have lessons to teach. Yes, I say, but I can reschedule all my lessons so that I can leave on Thursday and return on Tuesday. Besides, I deserve a trip. He wishes me well and I hang up, feeling a little sad that he won't be joining me but hey, I am going to WDW!!!! I mark the days in my calendar and that's when it hits me: September is a loooooong way away. I have to wait 6 months. At least I get to plan.
Fast forward to July. I changed my main reservation to include the free dining. I have my meal ressies all done, including lunch at Cindy's (planned before it became a character meal) and lunch at Coral Reef. Nothing can get me down, except that my sweetie isn't coming with me. I try a subtle guilt trip. I try showing him the commercials with the puppy dogs and the "So this is love" song. I promise to go on ToT. He said maybe. MAYBE!!!! It was hope and hope was all I could ask for. I gave him the due date and made a deal. Since this trip was going to fall right in between our 3 year anniversary (8/22) and his 34 b-day (9/22), I would pay his ticket. I was going to be out $200 either way, so why not be poorer at Disney? He said maybe again.
He kept saying maybe until the day the balance was due on my package. I called to ask him if he was sure he couldn't come. I was prepared to hear no when, to my amazement, he said "ok, I will go." OMG!!!! It was a miracle! I practially hung up on him as I called CRO and added his name to the reservation. Fifteen minutes later, he had bought his plane ticket (same flight, the seat next to me, and $30 cheaper than I paid!) and we were going to Disney as a couple. Yeah!

Wed. night, 9/7. BF came drove down tonight to prepare for our 7 am flight in the morning. I force him to watch Lilo and Stitch and he informs me that he has been listening faithfully to Inside the Magic podcast and now knows more about Disney than I do. I laugh and remind him he asked me when we would see Bugs Bunny. He sticks out his tongue and we order in sushi.
Thurs. way-too-early-in-the-morning, 9/8. My Winnie The Pooh alarm clock goes off at 4 am. I stumble out of bed and notice my bf on the couch, where he must have fallen asleep at who knows what time. I shower with my peppermint soap and before I know it, the cab is here to take us to the airport. We think the cabbie might have been on drugs. He propositioned me twice and even said he would be into other things involving my bf. He also asked if he could come to my apt. and get high. My bf was ready to kill him when we finally arriced at JFK and headed for the gate.
Those of you who live in NYC really must fly JetBlue out of JFK. It is the best
experience I have ever had in an airport. Everytime I fly any other carrier out of Laguardia, I end up with 6 hour delays and a dingy gate. At JetBlue, we ate breakfast while BF checked his email and last minute business arrangements on his laptop with the free hi-speed connection. We got on the plane and off we went. I did manage to sleep for around 20 minutes, in between Firehouse videos on VH1 classics and watching the Animal Channel. We finally touched down in Orlando slightly ahead of time at 9:40 am. Now I was glowing. I pulled him onto the shuttle and made our way to the ME counter. The counter was easy to find and although the line seemed huge, it moved quickly. On to another line for POR and soon on the bus itself. The bus was comfy, with a placard in front saying gratuities accepted. We stopped in Saratoga Springs, Old Key West, POFQ and finally POR. The resort was lovely, better than I imagined. In we walked through the lobby doors and right up to the check out counter. In summary, plying your reluctant bf with Disney movies, Disney pictures, Disney music, and commericals of puppies on the tea cups will eventually lead said bf to go to WDW. Cabbies - just say no! JetBlue and JFK rock! Next installment coming very soon! I will put all the reports in one thread since I am not computer savvy and don't know how to do the links.
Kat