No one should be up at 3:30am.
Even I didn’t need to be up at 3:30am.
My alarm, it may or may not interest you to note, was set for 6am. Our “we gotta leave the house by or we’ll be stressed at the airport” time was 7:30am.
But there I was, lying awake in bed, at 3:30am.
Sleep! I wanted more sleep! I knew we had a long, long day ahead of us, and I was going to need more than 4 hours of sleep.
I told that to myself a LOT of times between 3:30 and 5:30am. At which point I got out of bed and took a shower, then put on my assigned clothes.
[I]And because I know you people can’t go very long without a picture, here’s one of my shower. I recently took out part of the frame and recaulked the whole thing, so it’s shiny and clean.[/I]
Assigned clothes? Absolutely. Everyone in the family had a pile of “assigned airport clothes” waiting for them to put on this morning. Having been told in NO uncertain terms that I was allowed two suitcases, no more, everything that had been packed or that was coming with us in any way, shape, or form was carefully orchestrated.
And just who was it making these hard and fast packing rules? That would be my dad. Who shall be known as “Ahpa”, which is what my kids call him. This entire trip was the grand plan of Ahpa and my mom (“Ahma”). As they would be picking us up at LAX, driving us to Disneyland, and then driving us all 600 miles north to their house after all of the Disney-ing, Ahpa was entitled to make a few rules about just how much luggage was going to fit in his vehicle.
Not just any vehicle. He just bought a new vehicle. Theoretically it wasn’t only because of this trip, but that seemed to have a lot to do with it. That’s Ahpa for you. A Chevy Tahoe will transport 7 people; we were only 6, so it could transport 6 people and enough luggage for, maybe, 4. Thus my luggage restrictions.
Having a large enough vehicle did not prevent Ahpa from making lots of pre-trip jokes about Everett, age 9, having to ride strapped to the roof rack so there would be enough room for all the stuff. Good times. Everett was less amused than the rest of us.