Well, it’s about time for me to get working on my trip report. I’m sad to be back, 
and thanks to a work overload, I’ve been tardy on writing this.
As I did last time, I will focus a bit on the food, since for me, and especially DH, Disney is half about the wonderful food! :slurp:
Here we go!
Saturday 4/29
How typical that we should start out our trip with "life imitating art." We were "too excited to sleep", and were up all night. So therefore we did get out to the airport early, and arrived in plenty of time for the security guys to hassle us. :brick:
On the flight down, we set up DH’s laptop and just for fun hooked up his GPS device to see if it would work while we were in mid-air. It did! I was surprised, and would never have even thought of using it if we hadn’t seen it listed in the approved electronic devices list in the plane magazine. After a few seconds of searching for a satellite, we could easily track our progress on our way down, and had a lot of fun picking out large highways on the ground below. It was a little intimidating to know exactly how fast and how high we were flying at each moment ( 637 mph, and 30,800 feet! ) but it was a neat diversion on the way down.
We arrived in Orlando safely, after a thankfully uneventful flight. Off we headed to the Dollar Rental Car desk to pick up our car. I was a bit hesitant about spending a lot of cash on a rental car when you could ride the Disney Busses for free, but DH insisted on getting a car this go-round. Oh, well. It was his birthday trip, and if he wanted to drive, then so be it. We passed by a ginormous line for the Magical Express on our way to the rental counter, and I silently thanked DH for not having to spend much time in that huge line.
We picked up our car, an ugly green Chrysler Pacifica, and head out of the airport with DH’s GPS device telling us where to go. As we’re leaving the airport, DH exclaims that he’s not sure if the car is calibrated correctly. I look over in worry to see that the car thought we were doing 60 on a very sharp turn. It was then that we took a closer look at the dashboard and realized that the entire speedometer was listed only in kilometers! Not even a tiny MPH underneath, just KPH. We also saw that the A/C was listed in Celsius! So the entire trip we were a bit anxious about what was and wasn’t “speeding.” We did see several cops while on the road, and seeing how we never got pulled over, I assume we stayed in an acceptable range of speed. It was still bizarre to see a car in all metric!
and thanks to a work overload, I’ve been tardy on writing this. As I did last time, I will focus a bit on the food, since for me, and especially DH, Disney is half about the wonderful food! :slurp:
Here we go!
Saturday 4/29
How typical that we should start out our trip with "life imitating art." We were "too excited to sleep", and were up all night. So therefore we did get out to the airport early, and arrived in plenty of time for the security guys to hassle us. :brick:
On the flight down, we set up DH’s laptop and just for fun hooked up his GPS device to see if it would work while we were in mid-air. It did! I was surprised, and would never have even thought of using it if we hadn’t seen it listed in the approved electronic devices list in the plane magazine. After a few seconds of searching for a satellite, we could easily track our progress on our way down, and had a lot of fun picking out large highways on the ground below. It was a little intimidating to know exactly how fast and how high we were flying at each moment ( 637 mph, and 30,800 feet! ) but it was a neat diversion on the way down.
We arrived in Orlando safely, after a thankfully uneventful flight. Off we headed to the Dollar Rental Car desk to pick up our car. I was a bit hesitant about spending a lot of cash on a rental car when you could ride the Disney Busses for free, but DH insisted on getting a car this go-round. Oh, well. It was his birthday trip, and if he wanted to drive, then so be it. We passed by a ginormous line for the Magical Express on our way to the rental counter, and I silently thanked DH for not having to spend much time in that huge line.
We picked up our car, an ugly green Chrysler Pacifica, and head out of the airport with DH’s GPS device telling us where to go. As we’re leaving the airport, DH exclaims that he’s not sure if the car is calibrated correctly. I look over in worry to see that the car thought we were doing 60 on a very sharp turn. It was then that we took a closer look at the dashboard and realized that the entire speedometer was listed only in kilometers! Not even a tiny MPH underneath, just KPH. We also saw that the A/C was listed in Celsius! So the entire trip we were a bit anxious about what was and wasn’t “speeding.” We did see several cops while on the road, and seeing how we never got pulled over, I assume we stayed in an acceptable range of speed. It was still bizarre to see a car in all metric!
Maybe they should have had a taller divide between the two restaurants, so they wouldn’t be seen as readily.
