Way Out Here, Eh? - A June 2019 TR *PTR Link Posted
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Cloe Colton
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I'm here!!! Can't to read all about it!
Disneycampfan
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Yeah! Can't wait to hear all about it!
Isabelle12345
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Joining in! I have kids about the same age so I am interested in finding out about your tips and tricks!
vamassey1
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Great start and you're right every trip is different because of the people. And of course as those people age you're experience with them changes and makes the trips different. I hope my kids says at least half as good things about me as you do about your Mom and they always want to travel with me.
amazingact21
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Thanks for joining me on another trip report!
Thanks for following me over here; can't wait to include our DISmeet in the report!
Thank you for hopping in and following along.
Welcome! My kids are 6 and 3 and those were definitely interesting ages to deal with at Disney. After so many trips of my biggest concern being great diaper changing locations and spots they could run around in, I wasn't expecting the "This is boring, when can we go back on Space Mountain?" Or the "I just want to go back to the pool," comments.
Oh, I have no doubt your daughters will always want to travel with you! Look at JP's first trip and the memories you created with both him and everyone else. As the young mom who took a baby to WDW, a mom's help was a lifesaver!
Isabelle12345
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Oh wow
I would be shocked too!!!
Dentam
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Oh man, no pressure!I hope I can make this report entertaining; sometimes I wonder if they really only make sense to me.
I've read a few of your reports now and always find them entertaining! I think I've said this before, but I think you're a great writer!
LeiaIsAPrincess2
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Following along! I think my brother and I had a similar picture on our childhood trip to WDW 
Lifelong_Dreamer
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I'm here and excited to hear all about your trip back Stateside, especially the Disney portions!
mamamelody2
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Count me in!
amazingact21
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Oh wow
They definitely could have been a lot worse, but I just wasn't expecting any pushback. Like, what happened with my little buddies that went with the flow and did whatever I had planned.
Thanks so much for the kind words; writing about Disney brings me a lot of joy.
Following along! I think my brother and I had a similar picture on our childhood trip to WDW
Were you the smiler or the frowner?!
Still bummed our paths didn't cross this trip! Would have been fun to include a DISmeet.
Thanks for joining in!
amazingact21
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***And the award for longest update covering a pre-Disney portion goes to Alicia! Congratulations on writing the most long-winded summary of all time. You will now forever be known as one of the most annoying DISers here on the boards. Wear that badge of honor with pride as your friends fall asleep at their keyboards. 
***
May 9th to May 31st:
I know what you’re telling yourself. Cripes, that’s a long span of time for the prerequisite “lead up to the Disney trip.” Typically, I would agree with you on that matter, but to get a full picture of our Disney vacation, I have to set the scene.
Which really began back in October.
For any newcomers who aren’t familiar with my family’s story, my husband is in the military and last autumn we were living in Germany. Our time was coming to an end, and we found out in the late fall that we would be moving to England the following summer.
When a family moves from one overseas base to another overseas base, they are given a flight back to the home of record free of charge. You are allowed to defer this flight until whenever you wish to take it, but Alex and I preferred to utilize it in the middle of the move.
(If we ever get this again, we will probably choose to defer it, but we couldn’t have known how much harder this made the move at the time.)
We chose to go back to the states after finishing in Germany but before getting to England, because we had friends we could leave extra belongings with and had a pet spa that we’d built a strong repor with and knew our dog would be all right during our long absence. Not to mention, should something happen to him we had friends who could pick him up and take care of the situation. I worried about having that kind of reliability had we decided to use the flights once in England.
Because we were getting free international flights, I insisted Alex take a substantial amount of leave and we spend a lot of time visiting family in Florida. He wasn’t as crazy about the plan as I was, but I figured it was the least we could do after announcing to our loved ones that we would continue to be out of the states for four more years. (I'm sure you can imagine the guilt trip we received for that decision...)
A lot of playing around with the dates and swapping plans, I finally settled on a schedule that covered twenty eight days in the United States, eleven of them being in Walt Disney World.
It was going to be, by far, the longest and most extensive vacation we had ever taken!
But first we had to get to the starting line.
On May 9th, the last of our belongings were boxed and crated and sent away:
From that point on, everything we would have on hand for the next 10 weeks were packed in four suitcases and shoved in the back of our vehicle:
The kids did great picking a handful of toys to keep with them, and they never complained about missing their other belongings or wishing for different outfits. Less is more, especially with children.
(The only regret I had was that I didn’t pack another pair of shoes. I got so sick of wearing the same sneakers once I returned to Europe and couldn’t really wear my sandals anymore due to the climate and landscape.)
May 9 to May 16 was spent on loaner furniture in our house, then we moved into a hotel from May 16 to May 24. Landon got to finish his kindergarten year early, and Evie finished her gymnastics season three days before we left. The timing was spot on all around.
The day before our flight, we dropped our car off in a long term parking lot on base and picked up a rental car. We had to return our German license plates and received temporary ones that authorized us limited driving accessibility. On base, the plates were fine. Off base in the Frankfurt airport long term parking lot, not so much. So we swapped cars, ditched our pup off at his hotel for the new few weeks, dropped off unnecessary luggage with people (we wouldn’t need Alex’s work uniforms or our German wine in Florida) and then re-packed our suitcases for the second time.
May 24th arrived and Alex drove us to the airport. Since these were “free” flights, we had no say in what was booked and because of that ended up with a late afternoon flight with United. When flying from Germany, we prefer to use AA or Delta, because they leave early morning and fly out of Terminal 2. This terminal is much smaller and less hectic than Terminal 1, but there wasn’t much we could do.
When I saw what gate we would be flying out of, I got my hopes up that we might get a Lufthansa plane. Sometimes, United runs through them and their planes are known to be really nice. But alas, once at our gate we saw we would be on the lone United plane that was nestled on both sides by no less than six Lufthansa planes.
What a tease…
United’s reputation had me concerned about the kind of flight we would experience, but I was pleasantly surprised at how smooth everything went. The flight attendants were spectacular – some of the best I’ve ever experienced – and Alex thought the seats had more legroom than other airlines. (I looked online and they are the same, but he swears differently.)
The food was standard fare but better than AA’s:
Evie only ate the bread:
Which I had anticipated and utilized the Uncrustables I had packed for further sustenance.
Our layover was in Houston, which made absolutely no sense to us, since that meant we had to double back to get to Florida, but again…no say in the matter. It also meant our first flight was ten and half hours long.
That was a long time to be on an airplane.
Too long….
I managed to get the kids to nap:
Which helped them a lot but did nothing for poor Alex.
The last two days at a base are unbelievably difficult for the military member. There’s meetings after meetings to be had, paperwork to be completed, and something always gets messed up and there’s a terrifying scramble at the last second to get it sorted. To say Alex had been running around like a madman would be an understatement.
So it wasn’t a surprise that he woke up that morning with a small migraine.
Alex is prone to these, and this wasn’t the first time one had appeared on a trip (see our last morning at Cabana Bay for reference). A lot of times, drinking lots of water and eating something will help, and that’s what Alex tried to do this morning.
He hadn’t told me his head hurt, otherwise I would have told him to take something before we even reached the airport. He was sure he was going to be able to push through, and he tried his hardest to make that so.
Unfortunately, it just wasn’t in the cards for him this day.
So about seven hours into our flight he started to feel really, really crummy. He had all the fun side effects that a migraine bring, with the joy of experiencing a high amount of turbulence. Once we entered the U.S. the entire flight across the country was bumpy and jarring.
It was not a good time for Alex.
He kept getting sick and feeling terrible. Once we landed, I gathered all the bags and kids and herded us to an empty hallway so Alex could have a minute. I told him if need be, we could miss our connecting flight and spend the night in a hotel.
About thirty minutes later, he said he’d rather just suck it up and get to my parent’s house, so we had to hightail it through customs. We only had about an hour to get to our next gate, which naturally meant everything moved at a snail’s pace.
There were only two customs agents working that late in the afternoon, schlepping our bags back to the drop off point took longer because I was carrying more than I normally would due to Alex being sick, and then our connecting gate was on the other side of the airport.
The tram to get from terminal to terminal temporarily broke down because someone tried to jump on at the last minute and jammed the door.
The TSA Precheck line closed at six o’clock, so while we were allowed to keep our shoes on, we still had to unpack our two laptops, four Ipads, cellphones, and Switch, take off our jackets, and wait for Alex to re-walk through the scanner because he’d forgotten about his belt.
Again.
My husband…if there’s one thing I can count on in life, it’s for Alex to forget to remove his belt at security.
He’s flown so much, through work and leisure, that you would really think he’d have it memorized by now. But it’s just one of those things that slip his mind.
After security things became a little easier. We found our gate, had enough time to buy some waters, and text my parents the situation before we were boarding our second flight.
This one, thankfully, was much better.
It was the tiniest plane I had ever ridden, with only three seats to a row, but for the hour and a half flight it was inconsequential. Alex sat with Landon, who is more independent and could pull up a movie on his Ipad on his own. I hung out with Evie, who also got to watch episodes of Doc McStuffins on a screen.
Alex crashed right after takeoff and didn’t wake until we were landing. That helped tremendously, his migraine was still there but at least the nausea had lessened.
At nine o’clock, after twenty hours of travel, we were in Florida, exiting the gate and being greeted by my mom and dad. Watching Landon and Evie spot their Nana and Papi, running ahead so they could jump in their arms, was fulfilling.
But after a second I had to politely tell my kids to move over, it was my turn to get a mom and dad hug!
After worrying about Alex and trying to keep my sanity on our long flight, it was sweet relief to finally be at our destination and be done with the hardest part of the trip. I was ready to have my parents help with the bags and get us to a known and comfortable home, where we could crash hard.
I really don’t know why I keep traveling internationally, because none of my five experiences have been easy. Whether it was messed up seat assignments, delays, or almost missed connections, stress seems to follow us over international waters.
Ironically enough, Alex feeling like an anvil was taken to his head and repulsing all our seatmates with his sickness (and they thought the kids were going to be the most annoying part of their flight!) this was not our worst flying experience.
Nothing has been able to top the flight of 2018, where Evie popped her elbow out of place seconds before we were boarding and spent the entire trip crying in pain.
Who wants to fly with my family?
We are a fun bunch, ya’ll.
The days following the flights were much better. The kids adjusted to the time change well, whereas I was falling asleep by nine and waking up at four all week. My good friend had also gifted me with her cold before I left, so I was contending with that in the later days.
Didn’t stop me from going to the zoo, Target, and the beach, though!
Ahh, but let me finish this very long update with the best part.
My family got to bed after our long travel day at about eleven o’clock that night. We were up by five thirty, still feeling groggy but at least not sleep deprived.
Alex and I needed SIM cards for our phones since our German ones weren’t going to do us much good. We offered to run out to the store and grab them and then pick up lunch for everyone at Chick Fil A.
We got to the restaurant, and I was standing back trying to decide what to get when I happened to look at the door and saw a boy and his dad walking in.
The boy looked familiar.
Where had I seen this kid before?
I used to live in the town, so I was quickly racking my brain trying to place this face.
Then his mom walked in behind him, and the lightbulb clicked.
“Oh my God!!!”
I didn’t mean to yell, and immediately I was mortified as everyone around me turned to look at the crazy chick screaming in Chick Fil A.
But I knew who it was!
And the odds of running into her were one in a million!!!
It was Kristy, AKA @khertz , from here on the boards.
WHAT?! How much luck has to be involved for this to happen?
Alex and I just happened to be inside the Chick Fil A (we didn’t opt for the drive through only because I couldn’t remember what came with the kid’s meal) at the exact same moment Kristy and Dustin decided to stop for lunch at that exit on the interstate.
We couldn’t have planned it better if we tried!
They were headed down for a trip to Universal and their travel day just so happened to be on that day.
Unfortunately, I was still tired and jet lagged and couldn’t form a coherent thought to save my life. I probably rambled and made no sense to her whatsoever, but Kristy was gracious and listened to me all the same. I don’t even remember what I said to her, I was that tired.
Since we were bringing food back to the house, we couldn’t stay and chat long. We did remember to take a picture of the occasion, though!
Not going to lie, this was probably one of the coolest DIS meet experiences I’ve had, if only because it was completely random and all based off luck.
At first, Alex thought it was someone I knew from the area and he couldn’t understand why I reacted the way I did. Then when I introduced him, it clicked and he was shocked. “You need to go buy a lotto ticket, you’ve got some crazy luck going right now!”
Hopefully, I’ll be able to run into Kristy again and I’ll be a little less groggy. If I don’t, though, I have one heck of a story about our only encounter!
Up Next…It’s Just an E.R. Trip, It’ll Be Easy
***May 9th to May 31st:
I know what you’re telling yourself. Cripes, that’s a long span of time for the prerequisite “lead up to the Disney trip.” Typically, I would agree with you on that matter, but to get a full picture of our Disney vacation, I have to set the scene.
Which really began back in October.
For any newcomers who aren’t familiar with my family’s story, my husband is in the military and last autumn we were living in Germany. Our time was coming to an end, and we found out in the late fall that we would be moving to England the following summer.
When a family moves from one overseas base to another overseas base, they are given a flight back to the home of record free of charge. You are allowed to defer this flight until whenever you wish to take it, but Alex and I preferred to utilize it in the middle of the move.
(If we ever get this again, we will probably choose to defer it, but we couldn’t have known how much harder this made the move at the time.)
We chose to go back to the states after finishing in Germany but before getting to England, because we had friends we could leave extra belongings with and had a pet spa that we’d built a strong repor with and knew our dog would be all right during our long absence. Not to mention, should something happen to him we had friends who could pick him up and take care of the situation. I worried about having that kind of reliability had we decided to use the flights once in England.
Because we were getting free international flights, I insisted Alex take a substantial amount of leave and we spend a lot of time visiting family in Florida. He wasn’t as crazy about the plan as I was, but I figured it was the least we could do after announcing to our loved ones that we would continue to be out of the states for four more years. (I'm sure you can imagine the guilt trip we received for that decision...)
A lot of playing around with the dates and swapping plans, I finally settled on a schedule that covered twenty eight days in the United States, eleven of them being in Walt Disney World.
It was going to be, by far, the longest and most extensive vacation we had ever taken!
But first we had to get to the starting line.
On May 9th, the last of our belongings were boxed and crated and sent away:
From that point on, everything we would have on hand for the next 10 weeks were packed in four suitcases and shoved in the back of our vehicle:
The kids did great picking a handful of toys to keep with them, and they never complained about missing their other belongings or wishing for different outfits. Less is more, especially with children.
(The only regret I had was that I didn’t pack another pair of shoes. I got so sick of wearing the same sneakers once I returned to Europe and couldn’t really wear my sandals anymore due to the climate and landscape.)
May 9 to May 16 was spent on loaner furniture in our house, then we moved into a hotel from May 16 to May 24. Landon got to finish his kindergarten year early, and Evie finished her gymnastics season three days before we left. The timing was spot on all around.
The day before our flight, we dropped our car off in a long term parking lot on base and picked up a rental car. We had to return our German license plates and received temporary ones that authorized us limited driving accessibility. On base, the plates were fine. Off base in the Frankfurt airport long term parking lot, not so much. So we swapped cars, ditched our pup off at his hotel for the new few weeks, dropped off unnecessary luggage with people (we wouldn’t need Alex’s work uniforms or our German wine in Florida) and then re-packed our suitcases for the second time.
May 24th arrived and Alex drove us to the airport. Since these were “free” flights, we had no say in what was booked and because of that ended up with a late afternoon flight with United. When flying from Germany, we prefer to use AA or Delta, because they leave early morning and fly out of Terminal 2. This terminal is much smaller and less hectic than Terminal 1, but there wasn’t much we could do.
When I saw what gate we would be flying out of, I got my hopes up that we might get a Lufthansa plane. Sometimes, United runs through them and their planes are known to be really nice. But alas, once at our gate we saw we would be on the lone United plane that was nestled on both sides by no less than six Lufthansa planes.
What a tease…
United’s reputation had me concerned about the kind of flight we would experience, but I was pleasantly surprised at how smooth everything went. The flight attendants were spectacular – some of the best I’ve ever experienced – and Alex thought the seats had more legroom than other airlines. (I looked online and they are the same, but he swears differently.)
The food was standard fare but better than AA’s:
Evie only ate the bread:
Which I had anticipated and utilized the Uncrustables I had packed for further sustenance.
Our layover was in Houston, which made absolutely no sense to us, since that meant we had to double back to get to Florida, but again…no say in the matter. It also meant our first flight was ten and half hours long.
That was a long time to be on an airplane.
Too long….
I managed to get the kids to nap:
Which helped them a lot but did nothing for poor Alex.
The last two days at a base are unbelievably difficult for the military member. There’s meetings after meetings to be had, paperwork to be completed, and something always gets messed up and there’s a terrifying scramble at the last second to get it sorted. To say Alex had been running around like a madman would be an understatement.
So it wasn’t a surprise that he woke up that morning with a small migraine.
Alex is prone to these, and this wasn’t the first time one had appeared on a trip (see our last morning at Cabana Bay for reference). A lot of times, drinking lots of water and eating something will help, and that’s what Alex tried to do this morning.
He hadn’t told me his head hurt, otherwise I would have told him to take something before we even reached the airport. He was sure he was going to be able to push through, and he tried his hardest to make that so.
Unfortunately, it just wasn’t in the cards for him this day.
So about seven hours into our flight he started to feel really, really crummy. He had all the fun side effects that a migraine bring, with the joy of experiencing a high amount of turbulence. Once we entered the U.S. the entire flight across the country was bumpy and jarring.
It was not a good time for Alex.
He kept getting sick and feeling terrible. Once we landed, I gathered all the bags and kids and herded us to an empty hallway so Alex could have a minute. I told him if need be, we could miss our connecting flight and spend the night in a hotel.
About thirty minutes later, he said he’d rather just suck it up and get to my parent’s house, so we had to hightail it through customs. We only had about an hour to get to our next gate, which naturally meant everything moved at a snail’s pace.
There were only two customs agents working that late in the afternoon, schlepping our bags back to the drop off point took longer because I was carrying more than I normally would due to Alex being sick, and then our connecting gate was on the other side of the airport.
The tram to get from terminal to terminal temporarily broke down because someone tried to jump on at the last minute and jammed the door.
The TSA Precheck line closed at six o’clock, so while we were allowed to keep our shoes on, we still had to unpack our two laptops, four Ipads, cellphones, and Switch, take off our jackets, and wait for Alex to re-walk through the scanner because he’d forgotten about his belt.
Again.
My husband…if there’s one thing I can count on in life, it’s for Alex to forget to remove his belt at security.
He’s flown so much, through work and leisure, that you would really think he’d have it memorized by now. But it’s just one of those things that slip his mind.
After security things became a little easier. We found our gate, had enough time to buy some waters, and text my parents the situation before we were boarding our second flight.
This one, thankfully, was much better.
It was the tiniest plane I had ever ridden, with only three seats to a row, but for the hour and a half flight it was inconsequential. Alex sat with Landon, who is more independent and could pull up a movie on his Ipad on his own. I hung out with Evie, who also got to watch episodes of Doc McStuffins on a screen.
Alex crashed right after takeoff and didn’t wake until we were landing. That helped tremendously, his migraine was still there but at least the nausea had lessened.
At nine o’clock, after twenty hours of travel, we were in Florida, exiting the gate and being greeted by my mom and dad. Watching Landon and Evie spot their Nana and Papi, running ahead so they could jump in their arms, was fulfilling.
But after a second I had to politely tell my kids to move over, it was my turn to get a mom and dad hug!
After worrying about Alex and trying to keep my sanity on our long flight, it was sweet relief to finally be at our destination and be done with the hardest part of the trip. I was ready to have my parents help with the bags and get us to a known and comfortable home, where we could crash hard.
I really don’t know why I keep traveling internationally, because none of my five experiences have been easy. Whether it was messed up seat assignments, delays, or almost missed connections, stress seems to follow us over international waters.
Ironically enough, Alex feeling like an anvil was taken to his head and repulsing all our seatmates with his sickness (and they thought the kids were going to be the most annoying part of their flight!
) this was not our worst flying experience.Nothing has been able to top the flight of 2018, where Evie popped her elbow out of place seconds before we were boarding and spent the entire trip crying in pain.
Who wants to fly with my family?
We are a fun bunch, ya’ll.
The days following the flights were much better. The kids adjusted to the time change well, whereas I was falling asleep by nine and waking up at four all week. My good friend had also gifted me with her cold before I left, so I was contending with that in the later days.
Didn’t stop me from going to the zoo, Target, and the beach, though!
Ahh, but let me finish this very long update with the best part.
My family got to bed after our long travel day at about eleven o’clock that night. We were up by five thirty, still feeling groggy but at least not sleep deprived.
Alex and I needed SIM cards for our phones since our German ones weren’t going to do us much good. We offered to run out to the store and grab them and then pick up lunch for everyone at Chick Fil A.
We got to the restaurant, and I was standing back trying to decide what to get when I happened to look at the door and saw a boy and his dad walking in.
The boy looked familiar.
Where had I seen this kid before?
I used to live in the town, so I was quickly racking my brain trying to place this face.
Then his mom walked in behind him, and the lightbulb clicked.
“Oh my God!!!”
I didn’t mean to yell, and immediately I was mortified as everyone around me turned to look at the crazy chick screaming in Chick Fil A.
But I knew who it was!
And the odds of running into her were one in a million!!!
It was Kristy, AKA @khertz , from here on the boards.
WHAT?! How much luck has to be involved for this to happen?
Alex and I just happened to be inside the Chick Fil A (we didn’t opt for the drive through only because I couldn’t remember what came with the kid’s meal) at the exact same moment Kristy and Dustin decided to stop for lunch at that exit on the interstate.
We couldn’t have planned it better if we tried!
They were headed down for a trip to Universal and their travel day just so happened to be on that day.
Unfortunately, I was still tired and jet lagged and couldn’t form a coherent thought to save my life. I probably rambled and made no sense to her whatsoever, but Kristy was gracious and listened to me all the same. I don’t even remember what I said to her, I was that tired.
Since we were bringing food back to the house, we couldn’t stay and chat long. We did remember to take a picture of the occasion, though!
Not going to lie, this was probably one of the coolest DIS meet experiences I’ve had, if only because it was completely random and all based off luck.
At first, Alex thought it was someone I knew from the area and he couldn’t understand why I reacted the way I did. Then when I introduced him, it clicked and he was shocked. “You need to go buy a lotto ticket, you’ve got some crazy luck going right now!”
Hopefully, I’ll be able to run into Kristy again and I’ll be a little less groggy. If I don’t, though, I have one heck of a story about our only encounter!
Up Next…It’s Just an E.R. Trip, It’ll Be Easy
Steppesister
DIS Veteran
- Joined
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I'm here Dearie! 
I'll try my very best to keep up but I've fallen into the "Weekend DISser" category. 
I'll try my very best to keep up but I've fallen into the "Weekend DISser" category.
LeiaIsAPrincess2
Mouseketeer
- Joined
- May 10, 2018
Were you the smiler or the frowner?!
Haha, the frowner! But it must have worked out in the end since I'm a Disney Addict now!
You might also win the award for having the most to plan prior to your vacation but I'm glad it worked out *mostly* okay. Poor Alex, that sounds like a nightmare of a flight.
luvpoohandcompany
DIS Veteran
- Joined
- Sep 30, 2009
Wow I’m tired just reading all you had to do in the run up to your trip!
As someone who does the whole transatlantic thing to get to Florida most years I feel your pain (poor Alex- migraines are definitely not a fun travel aid). There is that wonderful moment when you’ve gotten your luggage and are finally ready to start your vacation that makes it all worth it though! Best bit about jet lag is seeing the sunrise on your first morning. Worst bit is seeing the sunrise in days 2,3,4,5,6.,,,,
I’m sure those hugs on arrival were awesome
Your beach photos are stunning. Kids look so happy and that sand is just gorgeous
As someone who does the whole transatlantic thing to get to Florida most years I feel your pain (poor Alex- migraines are definitely not a fun travel aid). There is that wonderful moment when you’ve gotten your luggage and are finally ready to start your vacation that makes it all worth it though! Best bit about jet lag is seeing the sunrise on your first morning. Worst bit is seeing the sunrise in days 2,3,4,5,6.,,,,
I’m sure those hugs on arrival were awesome
Your beach photos are stunning. Kids look so happy and that sand is just gorgeous
lvcourtneyy
DIS Veteran
- Joined
- Nov 24, 2012
From that point on, everything we would have on hand for the next 10 weeks were packed in four suitcases and shoved in the back of our vehicle:
I can't imagine this- let alone with 2 children. I am so impressed.
Yum.
Agreed. Definitely too long.
Ugh poor Alex. I get these also and it's so miserable, especially when flying.
Glad he got some relief.
Oh my poor baby.
Wow! What are the chances.
kclark9830
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Joining in!
TheOneWithTheTriplets
DIS Veteran
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- Mar 27, 2018
Oh man, that's a rough way to start a trip. I can't imagine my family living out of so few suitcases for any length of time. And then the worst timed migraine, ugh!
It's a good thing you were starting the trip with family and had time to let things settle before the WDW portion of the visit.
It's a good thing you were starting the trip with family and had time to let things settle before the WDW portion of the visit.
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Dreams Unlimited Travel is committed to providing you with the very best vacation planning experience possible. Our Vacation Planners are experts and will share their honest advice to help you have a magical vacation.
Let us help you with your next Disney Vacation!
