Hey everyone! This is the first baby blog post in my
Disneyworld vacation series! They are all pretty detailed, just because I
wanted those of you who have not been to Disney to be able to enjoy this series
as much as those who have. Some are just quickly written on the plane, some are
more thorough at the end of a long day of Disney parks. Anyway, enough
jabbering, hope you like them and let me know what you think! I’d also love to
hear about your Disney parks or cruise experiences!
First,
to start off this little adventure-journal thing, I am 19 years old and have
never gone anywhere besides Maine, Boston and NYC. That means I have also never
been on a plane before this trip. I was absolutely terrified, but I always said
that the only time I would fly would be if Disneyworld (or the less-likely
Disneyland) were on the other end. I felt like I had to stick to my word, since
I’d been begging both of my parents to take me for as long as I can remember.
With Christmas and everything, I honestly didn’t have time to think about it….until
the early hours of this morning, when I couldn’t sleep from all the anxiety.
Ahh! Meanwhile, my little sister gets motion-sickness on long rides, so she got
to take Dramamine an hour before we left (making me extremely jealous of how
calm she was when we all thought she would be the nervous one).
We got
picked up at 5:30 AM by a GORGEOUS Lincoln town car (like the one that Mr. Big
rides around in on “Sex and the City,” which was all I could think of). I told
my sister to enjoy it because it would probably be the first and last time she’d
ever get to ride in one. Anyway, once we got to the airport, I couldn’t even
eat…trust me, it’s a huge deal for me. The whole security and boarding process
went a lot faster than I expected (being terrified probably added to that just
a tad). Boarding the plane, I was clutching onto my sister’s sweatshirt. The
inside of the plane was a lot smaller than the ones they show in TV shows and
movies. The longest period of down time was waiting for the plane to take off,
which is conveniently when I was the most nervous. I’ve always been told that
take off was the worst part, and I’m going to be brutally honest here…It wasn’t
bad at all! If anything, it was fun! If any of you are really scared of flying
and it has held you back from ever taking a plane, I’m here to tell you that it’s
a lot less stressful than you think it’s going to be. Once you’re in the air,
it’s impossible to visualize how high up you are.
My
first flight ever, however, did have a few minor glitches. There wasn’t too
much turbulence or anything like that, but we had to make an emergency landing
at JFK in New York because of the air pressure in the cabin. Switching planes
and taking off again took about 2 hours (and I’m just glad I didn’t absolutely
hate taking off and had to do it twice!) Even with all of this, I would fly again
in a heartbeat. There is a bit of turbulence now, which is kinda scary, but I
still haven’t really felt “unsafe” during any of this stuff. We’re landing in
Orlando in about 30 minutes, but this has been my first notable experience of
my Disney vacation-and we’re not even in Florida yet! I’m hoping to write at
least once per day in installment-type sections, so let me know about your
vacation escapades, I’d love to hear about them!
Peace and love,
Emmy
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