Once we played catch-up and finally settled down, it was already time to go. We had to change the time on our watches so often on this trip, that not even the phones could tell us what time it was. They walked us through the terminal so that we didn't get lost, stood in line with us while we checked in, and then it was time to say our goodbyes. This was the hardest part. We knew it would only be a matter of time before we saw them again but it was the hardest part. See you again soon is all I could get out. Love to you both.
Chris had said several times to try and rest or sleep on the flight but I couldn't do that, with loud kids, plane turbulence, and people moving about the plane. No, I will wait until I make it home. Now on the first flight, it was crowded, and smaller and Chris and I were given our own row to manage. I sat next to the window, Chris sat next to the aisle and we were only on the plane for about 2 hours. The next flight was a HUGE airbus. It had 3 seats, 4 seats, then 3 seats going across the width of the plane. It was not full by any stretch of the imagination, so I got my own row of 3 and Chris got his own row of 4. For a girl like me, this was luxury at its finest!! Video screens on the back of the seats, lights out the whole trip, water, food, and snacks available, and no turbulence!! This was a 9 1/2 hour flight and the flight attendants kept busy. I saw 2 movies, played games on my phone, and entertained myself as best I could. 9 1/2 hours later, the plane landed and we were home. Florida home, EST time zone home, hot and muggy air home.
When we got off the plane, we still needed to get our luggage and get to the shuttle pick-up. Chris went to get the luggage and told me to stay where I was. 45 minutes later, the flight attendants that got off our plane, got their luggage first, then Chris waited and waited, and waited. Finally, we are on the path to get to the car. That is all I want. 6 hallways, 1 shuttle train, and 2 more hallways and we are out of the building and in the shuttle line. After 3 airports and all the walking, my Fitbit said I walked more today than I do for 3 whole days put together!! The shuttle line. This is where the chaos begins and the circus enters town! Chris had already let them know we were there and ready to go. Call, wait, call wait. There are at least 8 parking spots for pickup and every company had their own spot. There are probably 400+ people waiting to be picked up. While Chris waited and called, I observed an older couple who were most likely in their early 70's. He was tall and lanky and with a walker, she was short at about 5 foot and thin and could walk with no issues. They could not remember which shuttle service they used before the trip they were home from, so every time a shuttle service showed up, she would fight the passenger traffic and go up to the driver and ask him if they were to get on their van. You could see her from a distance each time, showing the driver her phone and asking questions. Each time she came back and told her husband that they were not the company. This went on for at least 8 runs while we waited for ours.
Next on my left is a guy who said he was waiting on a specific shuttle van. He knew who they were but back to how many humans there were in this small, hot, outside area, every time he went to get onto the shuttle, they were full before he got to them. He had been there for 3 hours. The mass of people getting into these vans was unmatched. We saw our shuttle and before we could even gather our things, the shuttle had 40+ desperate people ready to load the van. Chris was pissed. Now what? It is crazy humid, and it is late, with the time difference and the 3am wake-up call, we have been up 24 hours and still have a 2-hour drive home once we pick up our car and Disney closes soon so then there is that traffic. We have to be through Orlando quickly so that 2-hour drive doesn't turn into 3 1/2 hours. We need a cab. So quick to think on his feet, we went into the airport and walked around for about 3 minutes to realize we were in the right place for a cab. Back out the door and to the left was a huge area and 4 cabs sitting and waiting for their next victim to collect fare from.
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