As I had packed up most of our stuff on Wednesday before our visit to the Magic Kingdom, it was easy to pack up the rest of our stuff on Thursday morning. Easy, but sad. When it was all said and done and Mike was writing up a quick email before we left, we decided that we were idiotic for leaving on a Thursday before a long weekend. Who does that?? It wasn't for lack of money, as mike's company was paying for lots as he was conferencing. It was sheer stupidity. Mike could have clearly worked from the hotel on the Friday, and we could have enjoyed 2 full days in the hot sun before coming home. We stood still in the room for about 5 minutes questioning what we would have to do to stay there the extra days. Confirm the room, car rental, new flight. Mike figured we'd have to switch rooms anyway as it was really busy. But seriously, it was after checkout time at this point, and we were literally going straight to the airport. There would have been too many details to iron out. And what if we got a new room and flight, and needed to return the car? Or some other combo. There really wasn't time to turn back! So frustrating. Too make matters worse at the airport later, the line for check in was ridiculous, and the television sets on the flight were busted. I took that as a sign. But I think Paige was looking forward to her stuff at home. Not to mention, I'm pretty sure she thought it was Spring at home.
At any rate, next time we will think. 10 days is a lot, but with mike working for 3.5 days, it seemed shorter. 2 weeks was clearly doable! Heck, 3 would have been even better! And if you have seen the weather they are having in Orlando right now, you'd be sad too. I suppose there are worse dilemmas to have then whether to stay a few extra days in Orlando or not.
So we got to the airport with tons of time. The lineup at Air Canada was so attrocious though that it took a huge chunk out of our time. When we finally got through check in, the security lineup was ridiculous. With Mike's Nexus pass in Canada, he is able to go through the crew lineup at Security, which saves him even more time. We didn't have to use it in Toronto as we get to go through the Wheelchair lane with the strollers, which is never very busy. But in Orlando, there was just a sea of people, so Mike decided to walk up to the crew lineup with his pass. He had the following conversation:
Mike: Hello, am I able to use my pass at this lineup?
Man: yes sir (and then says something quietly and inaudable)
Mike: Pardon me?
Man: Are you armed?
Mike: um, no.
Nexus is really only a Canadian thing. You don't use it in the US. Clearly the man thought that it was some kind of Air Marshal pass or something?? We wish we knew. It must look similar to something else. Obviously Mike thought this was the best thing ever, and felt totally awesome.
We ate a Starbucks lunch once we got through and Paige and I went to smell perfumes at the Duty free store. The flight was delayed and they made the announcement about the busted televisions. Great. I would have to forfeit my phone to Paige so she could watch shows on it while I sat holding sleeping Rose staring at the seat in front of me. Mike and I tried to talk a bit, but I was worried about waking up Rose. She needed to sleep.
The flight was fine, and before we knew it, we were back in Toronto. Luckily, the weather was kind to us and it was unseasonably warm for our arrival. Paige had a huge meltdown on the monorail back to the parking lot. She was used to the Disney monorail and had become quite the rule monger about holding the hand rail. She was holding it and spinning around dangerously, so Mike pried her off it and asked her to hold his hand instead to which she freaked out and was screaming and then frantically grabbing the rail as we were trying to quickly get off the train. I get it though, we had been in transit from the hotel for 9 hours at this point.
So, that concludes the blogging of our trip to warm and sunny Orlando! Thank goodness I blogged on the road, or this would never have been done, or with as much detail.
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