If you didn't think I was crazy for Disney...

Hey guys. It's Tuesday night, American Idol was lacking and I'm bored out of my mind... that can only mean one thing, another post! This post will be highlighting the lengths I'm willing to take (and drag my friend thru) to be at the Happiest Place on Earth! Now this information is for my closest trip in May, Disney World with Kristin. You all should feel honored, because the information I'm about to bestow upon you, Kristin is even unaware of. This was done purposefully. You see Kristin is about a 3 hour drive away from me as we speak, so when she reads this & her immediate reaction is to kill me, ok maybe I'm exaggerating, but at least pour an entire can of whip cream on me while I sleep, this will give me a 3 hour heads up. I will be giving you the details of how we are getting to the Happiest Place on Earth. Kristin will be coming home from school on Saturday, May 8th (I think), we'll celebrate Mother's Day on the 9th, (Your welcome for the friendly reminder. Don't worry you still have plenty of time.) and then on the 10th we're "leaving on a jet plane. don't know when I'll be back again..." Not really, I'm too OCD, we're coming back the 17th. We will be flying out of Westchester County Airport, formally known as White Plains Airport, which never made sense to me anyway, then add the airport code HPN... ummm oooookay. Hopefully whoever made those decisions don't also fly the planes! We are flying Jetblue, 'cause I mean really, what other airline is there to fly?? They don't charge for the 1st checked bag & they have TV. Live TV at 30,000 feet!! That's insane. I love it when people are flying at 30,000 feet and they loose the satellite for like 10 seconds and they go into full panic mode as if the plane is coming down. You're flying through the air... in a reclining seat... at 30,000 feet... with all the snacks you can eat... all the drinks you could want... with live television. Really people. I think you can make it 10 seconds without TV. Seriously, just think of it this way, it's just like those moments at home when you're watching TV and some inconsiderate, "loved" one is trying to have a conversation with you while you are on your 6th hour straight of tv for the evening. How inconsiderate. So I feel your pain. Take a deep breath. It will be okay. Gosh, remember the day when you had to fly and your only entertainment was your family sitting next to you or a book?? God, I'm glad those horrible days are over. I digress. We are sitting in the row of two seats, so lucky for us we will not be subjected to sitting next to Mr. Peebody or Shooter McPooter. This is an inside joke between Kristin & I that I will explain, real quick. Kristin & I took a train clear across the state of Pennsylvania to go to an indoor waterpark/hotel. On our extremely long train ride, thanks to a terrorist threat, we encountered two men that we affectionately named Mr. Peebody & Shooter McPooter. Kristin & I were seated near the bathroom that long evening. Mr. Peebody came along and decided to go pee in the bathroom & by in the bathroom, I mean in the bathroom- it was everywhere except in the toilet. Next a girl comes along & goes in BAREFOOT to use the potty. Kristin & I were ready to vomit. Finally comes Shooter McPooter. He must of been a relative to Mr. Peebody as he was guilty of doing the exact same thing, but it wasn't pee! Ah, the joys of public transportation. Aaaanyway... We are seated together in a row of two. We will be flying into, ready for this one, Orlando International Airport... wait for it... abbreviated MCO. What is going on here??? Ok, so we need to find the New Yorker who named & abbreviated White Plans Airport, then retired to Fl and got a part time job just to continue his dyslexic abbreviations. He better not start messing with the colleges... can you imagine?! Anyway. Once we arrive in Orlando, we will be utilizing one of the best perks of staying on Disney property... Magical Express. This is a free shuttle to & from the Orlando Airport. You check your bags at your home airport and you don't see them again until you enter your hotel room and they're sitting right there waiting for you! So nice. So at the airport we'll hop aboard our Magical Express coach bus that has Disney cartoons and a welcome video playing for the 20 minute drive. Meanwhile, disney employees (cast members) pick your luggage up at baggage claim, thanks to your special luggage tags that were mailed to you before leaving, and transport them to your hotel room. This is how I roll.  God help my future husband. Between Disney & my dad, I'm spoiled rotten! So I know you guys are probably reading this thinking, where's the scary part... I know Kristin is. Ok, so I guess I can't ramble any more about bad airport names/abbreviations and I just have to spit it out already. Well, Westchester County Airport is about 4o minutes from home, a lot less if my mom drops us off, but it will probably be my dad, so 40 minutes. And you have to get to the airport around an hour before our flight leaves. And um, I got an e-mail from Jetblue saying that our flight, the first one that morning was changed. I can hear you screaming, "spit it out" at your monitors. Our flight leaves at 6:35am. *Lisa hides her face*  This means we'll probably be getting up on departure day at a wonderful, refreshing 4am. Kristin, I love you. I know what you all are thinking, it was my immediate thought as well, "What in the world will I watch on the plane's tv at 6:35am???" No? Not what you thought? The good news in this is that this flight will get us checked into our room by 10am. This means we have a whole extra day! I have a bunch of different plans for the day which I will share on the next post, 'cause I need Kristin to be back to full consciousness to read it. But I did put together a quick video of my estimated response from Kristin on arrival day. We'll see...



'Till next time, if I'm not dead!


1 comments:

Anonymous said...

This is hysterical!!! Luv it!