Trip Report Always two there are. No more. No less.

Remember how in the final push for my previous TR when I had to make a bullet point list of the wild events in my last year?

Here comes a list of the things that happened in between writing the end of the last TR and the start of this one.

“How much could have possibly happened in a day and a half BES?!?” you are surely asking yourself.

Well…

• There’s an area rug sized hole in our family room ceiling.
• We have to replace a furnace
• DH decided not to go on the trip (due to above)

There might have been more stuff tbh but I’m too tired to fully process all of this now. More detailed explanations coming later.

So now it’s just me and lil BES on the trip.

I still don’t have full use of my left hand due to my fracture in November. I’ve only gotten a few hours of sleep. And lil BES has thrown some epic tantrums lately.

If I wasn’t sticking with Star Wars themed titles the runner up was:

Special lady time the vacation edition has already commenced.

May the Force be with us all.

Spoiler: Track 1:

 

[cgersic]

Count me in as a Brave fan! I'm the youngest of 4 girls that were raised by our Mom, who taught us everything we needed to know to become independent young princesses

 

[erstwo]

Friday January 24th (Day 1) continued:

The person flying in DH’s seat was a lady traveling to FL for some event without her kids. You could tell she was a little nervous about flying and about being away from her kids.

Lil BES living her best plane life:

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Flight was uneventful. Our time in MCO? Well… nothing out of the ordinary but we were running on “lil BES time”.

It took 2.5 hours to get from landing to getting on our bus to the hotel.

We had airport pizza for lunch:

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Our next goal was to pick up the stroller. At some point on our way there I got talked into expensive airport M&Ms.

At some point this happened:

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(I know! So gross! But wait…)

And then this:

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She didn’t fall. She was cycling between crawling and walking on her knees.

Finally made it to the stroller.

Now that lil BES was contained I could pick up the pace. Well kinda.

Had to go to other MCO side to get luggage. Found our carousel was empty. Our bags were moved to another holding area.

Got our bags and now I had two suitcases and lil BES’s tiny roller bag and a stroller to get to the Mears area. (Reminder one of my wrists wasn’t back to full strength either)

Got on a bus relatively quickly. Not a lot
of people on it but Lil BES wanted to sit right behind an annoying family.

The husband and wife both constantly kept calling each other “babes”

“Ok babes!” “ Hey babes.”

Their kid looked 2ish. Super cute. Acting pretty well for their age but parents already seemed annoyed that he didn’t want to sit still. I got to listen to the lady give the entire trip itinerary to the guy.

A lot of time doing table service restaurants with a toddler. Oh boy. Best of luck.

Brave was playing on the bus. Lil BES hasn’t watched it entirely but I sure hope she does eventually. A movie about an independent little redhead and her mom? All the feels.

Spoiler: Track #8:

Heard this one in the car today. Also all the feels.

Was the couple English?

My daughter’s friend from south London area calls everyone (EVERYONE!) ‘Babes’.
Cracks me up.

 

[Back!Elbow!Shoulders!]

Was the couple English?

My daughter’s friend from south London area calls everyone (EVERYONE!) ‘Babes’.
Cracks me up.

Nope. Ohio.

I think it would be physically impossible for me to be annoyed by a British accent.

 

[Tuvalu]

I think it would be physically impossible for me to be annoyed by a British accent.

Woody and I were just saying the same thing, as WDW is currently overrun with Brits. (And their polar opposite - Jerseyans!* )


*No flaming arrows please, as I have beloved family and friends from Jersey (and have lived there myself.)

 

[Back!Elbow!Shoulders!]

Woody and I were just saying the same thing, as WDW is currently overrun with Brits. (And their polar opposite - Jerseyans!* )


*No flaming arrows please, as I have beloved family and friends from Jersey (and have lived there myself.)

I’ll back you up @Tuvalu (even though I am in no position to judge with my Michigan vowels and “yeah no” and “no yeahs”)

 

[Tiggerish]

“yeah no” and “no yeahs”

Not for nothing (that's a Bronx-ism), we say those here too!