If all goes according to plan, 8 days from this minute (10:45 EST), I'll be 30,000 feet in the air, 2/3 of the way from Buffalo to Orlando, munching on complimentary Terra Blue Chips and looking eagerly forward to a fun ride in the stretch limo I booked to take us from the airport to the Hard Rock Hotel as a surprise for the family. (Our kids and DH have never ridden in one before, and I haven't since my prom days, but when I booked it months ago, ground transportation prices were way down due to COVID and the deal was too good to pass up! They think we're just taking the usual town car... I'll let them figure it out when the driver leads us out to it).