AuroraRose22
Figment of my Imagination
- Joined
- Apr 27, 2005
PRE-PRE TRIP REPORT:
Hi All!
I've been going to Disney for a while now, but figured maybe it was time I gave this trip report thing a try.
So for those you who decided to take a look, Welcome!
So...Where to Start?
Introductions, I suppose.
My name is Tiffany. This is me!
(That would be the one person not in the British Revolution. You'll find music tends to be a reoccurring theme in my trips... )
My first Disney trip I was four, and remember very little. Then there were two trips when I was thirteen or fourteen.
The Disney Obsession struck, and struck hard. Fast forward a few more years, and I've gone at least once a year to Walt Disney World for the last ten years or so. This September's trip would mark the first time I've ever gone completely solo though.
I had gone on a trip with relatives a couple years ago where we stayed at different resorts and would meet up during the day, so I did have at least a little idea of what being solo would be like.
Being pretty introverted, I can't say I've ever felt particularly self conscious or unhappy being alone, and the idea of a vacation where I could choose my own plans entirely was quite appealing. My usual travel partners were either unavailable or were not eager to brave the Florida heat in September. (Being from the Northeast, we usual travel in the winter months when Florida is a nice change. Not in the eighty to ninety degree temperatures I was about to encounter!)
Almost a year ago I had gotten an annual pass, and I wanted to get one more trip in before it expired.
So, decision made, I booked the room, booked my dining reservations, booked my fastpasses, and waited anxiously for September to finally come.
...And then a nasty little problem by the name of Irma started forming in the middle of the ocean, and soon became a BIG problem by the name of Irma.
The news talked about it for weeks. She kept growing in strength. She was headed for Florida. She could very possibly cause massive devastation.
...You know that sinking feeling you get when you just sense things are going to end badly, but at the same time, you feel guilty worrying about something as trivial as your vacation when there’s a hurricane bearing down on people’s homes and businesses and lives?
...Yeah, that’s where I was. My trip was supposed to be September 11th-19th. But the closer it got to those dates, the more it became obvious Irma was going to also be heading for Florida at that same exact time.
So now I’m glued to my phone for a week or more, checking Irma’s path while the experts go over every possible path she could take, without any clear idea which one will be correct. Before the weekend, my flight is canceled.
...However, it’s also looking like Irma will be over by Monday, and it’s possible Orlando won’t be hit with the same sort of severity the coast can expect. Disney and the airline are both offering full refunds, so I decide to tentatively reschedule my flight for the next available day, which ends up being Wednesday the 13th, figuring I won’t make any final decisions until after the storm passes through. Then if I need to cancel, I can still do it then.
(On a side note, I also decide since I took the time off from work, and I can’t reschedule easily, should my Florida plans fall through, I’m still going somewhere. Which then results in a mad dash three days before I’m supposed to leave to figure out a secondary option. Which is how this trip report almost became ‘Tiffany's Disney Trip to The Mall of America. It has a Disney Store, So It Still Counts, Right?’)
So now it becomes a waiting game. I wouldn't know until Monday at the earliest how Orlando and Disney fare in the storm. I spent most of the weekend glued to the Disboards reading every thread from the people currently there. Monday Orlando International Airport announced limited flights starting Tuesday. Wednesday still wouldn't be a full schedule. I’m cautiously optimistic, my rescheduled flight still says on time, but I’m still researching Minneapolis, just in case.
All the way up until the night before, I’m still not 100% convinced I’ll get off the ground. But my phone app tells me the flight is still showing ‘on time’, so I head down to the hotel at the airport the night before, hoping my 8am flight will make it to Disney.
(Reserved for future links: Spoiler Alert, I still haven't made it to the Mall of America!)
1. Day Negative One - Or, How I Found The Tower of Terror Twilight Zone Hotel Before I Even Made It To Florida
2. Day One - Part One - Or, How I won the Longest Arm Competition and was Corrupted by Vegetables
3. Day One - Part Two - Or, Once Upon a Time, Happily Ever After, and all the Chocolate Covered Strawberries In Between
4. Day Two - Part One - Or, How I Beat the Clock But Almost Got Lost On Another Planet
5. Day Two - Part Two - Or, How I Found Out About The Attitude Problems of Zebras
6. Day Three - Or, How I Went to Epcot And All I Got Was This Plain White T
7. Day Four - Or, How I had the least relaxing massage ever and discovered Disney Slim Jims are Delicious
8. Day Five - Or, How I Went to Almost Every Park and Still Never had a Proper Dinner
9. Day Six - Or, How I Made An Invisible Friend and Went Winter Clothes Shopping In Ninety Degree Weather
10. Day Seven - Or, My Final Disney Day: How My Suitcase Didn't Actually Explode, And How All Disney Food Does Not In Fact Taste Like Sunshine and Pixie Dust
Hi All!
I've been going to Disney for a while now, but figured maybe it was time I gave this trip report thing a try.
So for those you who decided to take a look, Welcome!
So...Where to Start?
Introductions, I suppose.
My name is Tiffany. This is me!
(That would be the one person not in the British Revolution. You'll find music tends to be a reoccurring theme in my trips... )
My first Disney trip I was four, and remember very little. Then there were two trips when I was thirteen or fourteen.
The Disney Obsession struck, and struck hard. Fast forward a few more years, and I've gone at least once a year to Walt Disney World for the last ten years or so. This September's trip would mark the first time I've ever gone completely solo though.
I had gone on a trip with relatives a couple years ago where we stayed at different resorts and would meet up during the day, so I did have at least a little idea of what being solo would be like.
Being pretty introverted, I can't say I've ever felt particularly self conscious or unhappy being alone, and the idea of a vacation where I could choose my own plans entirely was quite appealing. My usual travel partners were either unavailable or were not eager to brave the Florida heat in September. (Being from the Northeast, we usual travel in the winter months when Florida is a nice change. Not in the eighty to ninety degree temperatures I was about to encounter!)
Almost a year ago I had gotten an annual pass, and I wanted to get one more trip in before it expired.
So, decision made, I booked the room, booked my dining reservations, booked my fastpasses, and waited anxiously for September to finally come.
...And then a nasty little problem by the name of Irma started forming in the middle of the ocean, and soon became a BIG problem by the name of Irma.
The news talked about it for weeks. She kept growing in strength. She was headed for Florida. She could very possibly cause massive devastation.
...You know that sinking feeling you get when you just sense things are going to end badly, but at the same time, you feel guilty worrying about something as trivial as your vacation when there’s a hurricane bearing down on people’s homes and businesses and lives?
...Yeah, that’s where I was. My trip was supposed to be September 11th-19th. But the closer it got to those dates, the more it became obvious Irma was going to also be heading for Florida at that same exact time.
So now I’m glued to my phone for a week or more, checking Irma’s path while the experts go over every possible path she could take, without any clear idea which one will be correct. Before the weekend, my flight is canceled.
...However, it’s also looking like Irma will be over by Monday, and it’s possible Orlando won’t be hit with the same sort of severity the coast can expect. Disney and the airline are both offering full refunds, so I decide to tentatively reschedule my flight for the next available day, which ends up being Wednesday the 13th, figuring I won’t make any final decisions until after the storm passes through. Then if I need to cancel, I can still do it then.
(On a side note, I also decide since I took the time off from work, and I can’t reschedule easily, should my Florida plans fall through, I’m still going somewhere. Which then results in a mad dash three days before I’m supposed to leave to figure out a secondary option. Which is how this trip report almost became ‘Tiffany's Disney Trip to The Mall of America. It has a Disney Store, So It Still Counts, Right?’)
So now it becomes a waiting game. I wouldn't know until Monday at the earliest how Orlando and Disney fare in the storm. I spent most of the weekend glued to the Disboards reading every thread from the people currently there. Monday Orlando International Airport announced limited flights starting Tuesday. Wednesday still wouldn't be a full schedule. I’m cautiously optimistic, my rescheduled flight still says on time, but I’m still researching Minneapolis, just in case.
All the way up until the night before, I’m still not 100% convinced I’ll get off the ground. But my phone app tells me the flight is still showing ‘on time’, so I head down to the hotel at the airport the night before, hoping my 8am flight will make it to Disney.
(Reserved for future links: Spoiler Alert, I still haven't made it to the Mall of America!)
1. Day Negative One - Or, How I Found The Tower of Terror Twilight Zone Hotel Before I Even Made It To Florida
2. Day One - Part One - Or, How I won the Longest Arm Competition and was Corrupted by Vegetables
3. Day One - Part Two - Or, Once Upon a Time, Happily Ever After, and all the Chocolate Covered Strawberries In Between
4. Day Two - Part One - Or, How I Beat the Clock But Almost Got Lost On Another Planet
5. Day Two - Part Two - Or, How I Found Out About The Attitude Problems of Zebras
6. Day Three - Or, How I Went to Epcot And All I Got Was This Plain White T
7. Day Four - Or, How I had the least relaxing massage ever and discovered Disney Slim Jims are Delicious
8. Day Five - Or, How I Went to Almost Every Park and Still Never had a Proper Dinner
9. Day Six - Or, How I Made An Invisible Friend and Went Winter Clothes Shopping In Ninety Degree Weather
10. Day Seven - Or, My Final Disney Day: How My Suitcase Didn't Actually Explode, And How All Disney Food Does Not In Fact Taste Like Sunshine and Pixie Dust
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