Arrival day…can’t call it day 1 because we spent most of it on a plane…god I hate flying.
Early wake up call…off to airport…my goodness parking was complex, where the hell was the terminal? Thanks satnav…thanks for nothing.
Miles of walking to check in desk…the most complex check in ever..what ever happened to good old fashioned person to person check in rather than this automated rubbish…my god I sound like an old man..baggage check in and Deb gets moved along for the men to take over 😂…not our choice, the Virgin team literally told her to go sit elsewhere and wait…cheers guys, put her in her place 😂
Security checks and Grayson insists on going through the full body scanner…ya know, just to prove he wasn’t smuggling a bomb up his bum.
Into the lounge pre-boarding for some brekkie…we were like a bunch of cookie monsters hammering the freebies (anything for nothing ey?)…needed alcohol to steady my nerves (I hate flying, did I mention?)…Whiskey Sour please…no idea what they gave me instead, but it was horrific and certainly did nothing for my nerves.
Gray managed to swindle Jo into getting 2 giant bags of m&m’s for the flight and onto the plane we go.
I boarded the plane like a death row inmate (all doom and gloom me), but fortunately flight was good, kids were well behaved (apart from Alaska on take off when she had to wear a seatbelt…‘I’m stuck, I’m stuck…yep we know you are babes, that’s the point), and I got a solid 3 movies in…few little drinks on the place (not too much though, I’m driving…not the plane, the car on the other side)…success!!…we arrived, and in plenty of time to make some use of the afternoon/evening in FLORIDA BABY!!
Customs time…had I done my esta properly? Had they noticed Grayson’s criminal record? Was the customs officer gonna resent us for entering the country? (This appears to be obligatory for the job role)…all well..phwew…baggage claim was smoother than normal, and so was the car pickup…what the hell was going on? Something was gonna delay us yeah?
Car selection…baggage Tetris…we had a satnav, Deb and Chris did not (gold package see)…uh oh…maybe this is where it all goes wrong…follow me Chris…nah balls to you Dean I’ll do what I want (which is what he may as well have said). To be fair I did accidentally drive straight through a load of toll roads on the way…I can worry about that another day though.
Arrived at our hotel…check in for us and Paige…park tickets picked up..all ready for a few hours in the park…but wait…where were Deb and Chris? Why were they not answering their calls? Was everything ok?…dicks had got separated from us and went for a cheeky maccas while we waited for them hungry…thanks for nothing guys.
Right, boat ride to Islands of Adventure for a few hours…we don’t waste time on holiday.
Hulk, Spider-Man (traumatised Grayson) and….VELOCICOASTER!!!…FML this was insane…just a lap bar to hold us in, but smooth as Action man’s crotch…insane!!!
Time up…park close and off for dinner…Panda Express orange chicken….deeeeeliociossss…and a little Cinnabon to top us off…dinner done right…I can feel the weight piling back on already.
Back to hotel ready for the next morning (no idea what happened to Deb and Chris).
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