Well, after reading Nutty’s Report (I hear it’s being made into a mini-series next winter) I thought I better get started.
The scene is set:
Neil - Dazed and Confused - thought he was meeting Pu$$y Cat Dolls:crying:
Janice - Bad Kitty & Cult Member
Sarah - Little Miss Bossy (first week)
Emily - Little Miss Chatterbox (second week)
So - after countless phone calls the week before we left from Kitties gone wild in WDW, we were packed (I won’t tell Dana at what time I was packing) and all ready for our trip - Sept. 1/07. We had to leave the house at 4:30 a.m. - but it wasn’t too bad. We all woke up - and had to drag Emily out of bed to drive us to the airport - which is only 10 minutes from the house, so she was back in bed asleep before we went through security. No problems at our airport - we were through in about 5 minutes and proceeded to Tim Horton’s for a coffee and cinny bun, which Neil and I shared. Sarah said she wasn’t hungry. On the plane and off to Toronto. West Jet. Good airlines. TV’s in the seats - but I actually got in some more sleep on the 2 1/2 hour flight. I was amazingly calm - which made me nervous. Arrived on time in Toronto - Toronto has just built a new part to their airport - evidently to save money, they decided not to put up any signs. So, basically, you don’t have a clue where you’re going. Finally, after asking 5 or 6 smiling, helpful employees (NOT) we found our way to the right carousel, to pick up our luggage and proceed through customs. Not a problem I thought. We had at least an hour. Then we saw the line-ups!!! There was NO WAY we were getting through that line-up in less than an hour. AND to add insult to injury - they were pulling all the Americans out of the line and allowing them to go through a different line in less than HALF the time. Nothing like being treated like a second-class citizen in your own country.:glare: The minutes were ticking away. No one could give us any answers. They’re not allowed to tell us if the plane has left. HUH??? - Finally, we found a guy who listened to our plight and let us and several others go through the American line. Why couldn’t they have done that before? ANYWAY by this time our plane was officially left - but we got through customs. Put our baggage on the conveyer belt - NOTHING - the conveyer belt was out of order. Somehow Neil found some woman employee wandering around, explained the plight and she said - just go - they’re waiting for you - don’t worry about the luggage - (to this day I can’t figure out how she knew they were waiting - no one else did). Well after running (thank god for Curves) to Gate 27 - we were met by a smiling ticket agent who told us just to relax and breathe and get on the plane. I was so thankful that they waited. Settled in my seat I looked out the window and saw the baggage guy actually THROW our luggage on to the plane:laugh: the conveyer belt had already been driven away. Well, I didn’t know how it would be when we got to Orlando, but at least we knew it was on the plane. Turns out five more people got on after us - all of us complaining loudly about the terrible customs procedure. But, I didn’t care. I had a window seat and my tv and tennis was on. What more could I ask for? I was on my way to the meeting of the Founding Mothers. I sat back and relaxed, watched tennis and the 3 hours passed quickly. Once we got to Orlando everything was super smooth - last luggage on, first luggage off. Sarah and I waited for the luggage while Neil went to get the car - all they had left were vans, so we took one, which turned out to be a very good thing. Out of the airport. The usual “do you remember which way we go?” No, I thought you did…anyway, finally made it to Publix. For some reason my darling husband goes mad in Publix. He was buying enough food for a month - but after we staggered out with about 20 bags, we were on our way to Saratoga Springs (first getting a subway - we really hadn’t eaten all day - I refuse to buy food on planes on principle). So past those lovely purple and red signs that tell me I’m home. Past the smiling guard who tells me “Welcome Home”. Into the lobby where we’re welcomed again. AHHHH - you almost feel the loving arms of Mickey surround you - of course dh has to preface this with "his lovng arms surrounding you and his hand dipping in your pocket.:happy: He’s such a philistine.:glare: Checked in and we were in The Paddock. I was hoping for Congress Park, but we had a nice view of the fountain and it was very quiet - so I was happy. So, now it was my job to track down the kitties. We had only brought one cell phone - don’t ask me why - this is dh’s logic - two computers and one cell phone. I’ve stopped questioning it a long time ago. So me - thinking ahead - had bought a phone card (which came in darn handy) and proceeded to phone Dana - no answer, so I phoned Nutty - no answer, but I left a message. (a rather garbled one, I admit). I knew they were going to be a MGM at Mama Melrose’s for dinner, so off we went. We were just through the gate when the phone rang - it was Madame President herself!!! They had finished dinner and were at the Miss Piggy fountain. Neil & Sarah were hot to ride ToT, so they went to get fast passes (none left for R&R) and I raced my way through the park - I’d never seen Nutty except in some pics and it had been years since I saw Dana - I was wondering if I could find them - but almost instantly I saw her - not changed at all - still all that beautiful blonde hair. We spotted each other at the same time. Huge hug! The girl swept me off my feet- literally! Oh - it was SO GOOD to see her again. And when she finally let me down - there they were - NUTTY and the BEAR. Bear hugs all around. Nutty - SO Nutty - and Bear so sweet and quiet and serene. I loved them both instantly. Talk, talk, talk! And then little Sara - but little Sara no more! She was only a little girl last time I saw her - now a teenager - so pretty - such a really sweet face. Then Neil & Sarah showed up. Intros all around. And we head back toward T0T. Now, this is where I begin to worry - Neil is SO BOSSY and he’s directing everyone and I’m thinking - oh god, they’ll hate me for having him doing all the planning, but to be fair, Sarah’s fav. ride is ToT and she really wanted to it. You know what that first hit of your first park is like - you just have to get on something. So, while the others waited (and I worried), we did ToT. Terrific as usual and a great start. The others waited so patiently and then we went over to TGMR. Nutty and Bear joined us, but Dana and Sara opted out. I was feeling SO guilty now! It’s hard trying to walk that line between your family and friends. After TGMR. (Has the cowboy gone for good?), we met up again. And that “hit the wall” feeling came over us. We’d been travelling since 4:30 and now it was about 7. I just didn’t think we could manage Fantasmic - but Nutty and Bear went. First good reason to have the van - we were able to drive Dana & Sara back to POFQ - Dana was looking very tired. We arranged to pick them up in the morning for breakfast with Stitch & then go and pick up Nutty & Bear - they had been having bad luck with transportation, so I was glad that we were able to get them instead of them having to wait for another bus. So home to SSR - where Dana immediately calls, worrying that she was rude because she didn’t come home with us for a drink. After telling her to CHILL I assured her I was NOT upset at all and to get a good night’s sleep. Sarah went to sleep almost immediately - complaining of a tickle in her throat - uh-oh - not a good omen. I unpacked. Ate some of the million tons of food Neil had bought and went to bed too. We were soon all fast asleep, with a wake-up call for 6:45. And that was our first day.