After the late night and since I was feeling a bit run down, I decided I would sleep in rather than get up and rushing to a park for opening. That was the plan anyways.
But I wound up waking up at 6:30, and couldn’t fall back to sleep. I got up out of bed, and got ready for the day. I finished packing, and brought my bags down to the resort airline check in counter. I grabbed some breakfast at the Belle Vue Lounge, and headed back to my room to finish getting ready.
When I was ready to go, I walked to Disney Hollywood Studios and browsed in the shops for a while. I then made my way down Sunset Boulevard for two rides on the Tower of Terror and one ride on the Rock ‘N Roller Coaster. I then took a quick ride on Star Tours, where I ran into a couple of Stormtroopers.
After the ride, I started to make my way out of the park. Goofy and Pluto were posing for pictures in front of the hat, so I jumped in line and got a picture with them.
I then walked back to the Boardwalk and headed over to the ESPN Club to grab some lunch. I got the teriyaki chicken dingers and French fries. The dingers were very crisp and tasty, and the fries were served with honey mustard and ranch dressing for dipping.
After lunch, I walked up to the main entrance for the Boardwalk, got my bags from bell services, and went to wait for the Magical Express bus with Diane and Kate. Though I knew I would be back sometime in the next year or so, this was the first time in a long time that I was leaving without another trip set in stone.
When we arrived at the airport, we made our way to security. The expert travel line was a bit shorter than the next line over, but I remembered from my September trip that the length of the line is a bit longer than the line next to it, and it feeds into one of the new x-ray machines, which are a bit slower. Diane decided she would get in the expert traveler line, while Kate and I stayed in the line next to it.
Diane’s line seemed to move forward a bit faster at first, and she got a smug look on her face like she knew she was going to win. I knew we would eventually pass her and beat her through security, though. We soon caught up with her, and did make it through security a good 10 minutes before Diane.
I was right, Diane was wrong. Moral of the story, my friends, don’t get in the outside lanes of the security lines at Orlando International Airport. Choose one of the inner lanes.
When Diane finally made it through security, we boarded a tram to the gates. We found our gate, and Katie and I went to get an ice cream at Cold Stone. I got some yummy Birthday Cake ice cream.
While Kate and I ate our ice cream, Diane took a trip to the ladies room. When she came back, she told us that the bathroom was disgusting, and it smelled like a monkey cage. When I had to use the rest room a short while later, I was going to walk down the hall to another restroom, but decided that I would just suffer through the monkey cage rest room.
At some point, Diane and I were having a debate about how my carryon bag would fit in the overhead compartment. She insisted that bags always go with the wheels in and on the bottom. I told her on my last flight, my bag wouldn’t fit that way, and I had to put it wheels out and on the bottom, the way I had been instructed by the flight attendant on the way down.
So when we boarded the plane, I asked one of the flight attendants, Kevin, how I should put my bag in, and he told me wheels in and down. Diane got all happy because she was right, and I was wrong--or so she thought. I told Kevin that wasn’t how the flight attendant told me to put it in last week, and I told him that I didn’t like him anymore.
When we got to our seats, I started to put my bag in wheels out and down, but it was too long to close the door. Diane told me to just flip it sideways because it was too big, but I knew it would fit wheels out and down. So, I took my bag out, flipped it around, and put it in. A couple of good slams later, my bag was safe and secure in the overhead compartment.
I was right. Diane and Kevin were wrong.
We soon found out that it was Kevin’s birthday, and I felt guilty about telling him that I didn’t like him on his birthday. When he came by to do a cabin check, he asked if my bag fit in wheels down and in, and I told him that it did not, but it did fit wheels down and out. I also apologized for telling him that I didn’t like him on his birthday, and told him that I did like him. He told us that he was going to give Diane extra snacks, but not me. And he did come by later and offered Diane extra snacks, and told me I couldn’t have some. But it’s all right. I got extra snacks from a different flight attendant before Kevin came around. Kevin did come back later to offer me an extra snack, though.
We were soon on the ground in Boston. As we left the plane, Kevin thanked us for being so much fun, and gave us JetBlue wings, making us junior crew members. I wonder if that entitles us to any discounts?
When I stepped off the plane, I was back in Boston. Back to reality. But back with wonderful memories of fun times with my Disney family.
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