Hello! I was so looking forward to blogging our Disney trip that I didn't even mention we were going. I imagined I wouldn't skip a beat, and Saturday's post would come live from Orlando. But, alas, just because a place says they have wireless doesn't mean they're gonna make it easy on you. I won't bore you with the details, but the connection wasn't cheap or convenient. So you're getting the Magic Kingdom after the fact. And this little glitch during NoBloPoMo. Figures.
Let me start by saying again that Celexa is a wonderful thing. I was able to camp in a pop-up for three nights with two teens, one child, one husband/giant kid, and two dogs without killing anyone in their sleep ; I rode every scary ride, including MGM's Tower of Terror and Rock-n-Rollercoaster without puking or passing out; and I even shuttled by boat and bus twice a day without cursing at old people.
So give me a couple of days to catch you up on what went down at Disney. But I thought I'd start with day one of the trip. We left Atlanta Friday, around 7 pm, and drove for about 4 hours to the Valdosta LaQuinta, where we spent the night. I should mention here that FJ's are the most uncomfortable vehicles for traveling--EVER. You might as well be sitting on a phone book with your knees under your chin. Seriously. Cool looking, dumb-ass design.
Anyway, the next morning, we were supposed to get up early, eat our free breakfast, and get on the road again. After all, once we reached the Fort Wilderness Resort, we'd have to set up camp before we could hit the parks. Keep in mind, Lo had never been to Disney, and Jack had been once, when he was two. The only memory he had of it was being kissed by Snow White. Much excitement was in order.
So here's the mad scramble on Saturday morning, after the night's dreams of Thunder Mountain, and Splash Mountain, and Space Mounain:
What --you're wondering--could they possibly watching on TV that would slow their progress toward the Magic Kingdom?
America's Top Model, of course.