Mrs Doubtfire
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- Feb 27, 2006
My daughter shared our picture for Make a Wish
Always have to have a vacation planned!! That's the best way to get through long workdays and long winters!
We had a wonderful time at dinner with you guys and thoroughly enjoyed the Ferrytale Fireworks Cruise and Dessert party!
@Gina-Gina-Bo-Bina Glad the fireworks cruise was fun. Hoping your trip to the outlets was successful for Jake We had fun meeting you both and Anne says you are both are lovely too.
We're on the bus to MK, Anne's last day but I'm here til Sat. Toe's still hate me from the half yesterday but beating my goal of under 3 hours with a 2:52 makes it worth it.
I can't wait to hear more about the trip. Winter has literally hit us and is here to stay sadly I can't complain, even though we had snow in Sept and most of September was either cold and snowy or cold and rainy, October was a much better month and we didn't get snow until Nov 1 lol No snow for halloween I have been checking the weather in Orlando and Akumal ( where dd's wedding is going to be ) trying to dream of the warmth while our temps have been dropping. I'm glad you had a great time!!!!
My daughter shared our picture for Make a Wish
I hope you and Joe had a peaceful drive home! We thought of you both many times over the course of the weekend. Fingers crossed your journey was traffic-free and as relaxing as a two-day commute could be.
We both thoroughly enjoyed our evening with you both as well . Looking forward to seeing the Photopass pictures from the fireworks cruise (unless I look like a wreck in the photos, and in that case.....no rush )
Meeting up with you and Anne was just a delight . I am so happy that you could make time for us!
Did I read that you have experienced some rain and humidity since we left? I hope you enjoy the rest of your park time. And congrats on your great finish in the marathon!!
The "S" word is being tossed around for SE Michigan this weekend, too . I'm not ready . Send me back to Florida!
Congrats on your DD's upcoming wedding! When is the big day?
You're the best!!
@DontRushMe , did you happen to take a pic?
Congrats on your DD's upcoming wedding! When is the big day?
I hope you and Joe had a peaceful drive home! We thought of you both many times over the course of the weekend. Fingers crossed your journey was traffic-free and as relaxing as a two-day commute could be.
We both thoroughly enjoyed our evening with you both as well . Looking forward to seeing the Photopass pictures from the fireworks cruise (unless I look like a wreck in the photos, and in that case.....no rush )
Thanks! We had rain fri and then again on sunday. Rained in the corrals and a bit during the first bit of the race despite saying no rain when I checked at 230am. Everyone was surprised in the corrals because we'd all seen the 0%. The reat of Sunday was hit and miss but it rained for most of the race after party starting before 9pm and until about 1115ish. So I only did one poncholess character meet and Anne sat it out since she didn't have her poncho. The lines were crazy amd some in the rain since there wasn't much else to do unless you could find a place to eat out of the rain or do the 4 open rides.
It's been humid, today the worst. 11 and I don't need my jacket but it's on since I'm in line for the bus.
It sounds like you had a frenzied departure morning with all the chores
I bet it was good to travel with someone, makes it more relaxing and enjoyable
Sorry no photos, I guess I didn't take any at all that day, I had to steal yours.
The big day is in May. So I have to wait out a long cold winter to get there. Then 2 weeks after that the DS has his graduation. So a very busy May/June. I was hoping for a quick little quick winter get away. Maybe if we can find something cheap at the last minute we might be able to sneak away. I just find winters very long and hard. The DH on the other hand...love winter Crazy...I know
So glad you started your report. That food looks yummy!
Thankfully, our drive was great! The weather was dry, not too much traffic, and the time passed pretty quick! It was a necessity to drive because of the furniture we wanted at home from Orlando- We would never choose driving as an option for a regular vacation! It is exhausting! We're still dragging!
You guys look wonderful in the photos from the cruise! Hopefully, the missing picture can be found by Disney!
Your meals at the airport look wonderful! And you all look so happy at the anticipation of a new vacation!!
Oh my goodness. I work with small children for a living, I raised two of my own, and I am the much older sister to five younger siblings. Children do not gross me out or surprise me .... BUT... the incident you just described would have had me vomiting too. There’s no way I would have survived it . I would have probably put on a parachute and jumped from the plane. Truly. You’re a trooper Gina.Friday, October 26th: departure day (continued)
Time passed pretty quickly as we waited to board, and the Frontier staff were calling passengers for the first zones right on schedule.
Having pre-purchased The Works upgrade which included our stretch seating, we were boarded in zone 1…..so among some of the first few folks on the plane, immediately after the pre-boards (all folks in wheelchairs) and Frontier Elite members. Dawn & Rich, who were seated behind us, were in zone 4…..and they were literally the last two people to board the aircraft. By the time they got on, Steve and I were starting to wonder if they changed their minds and decided to go home!!
It was a full flight so every seat was taken. Steve and I both had aisle seats in row 13, which is an exit row, so we had gobs and gobs of wonderful leg room: I love being able to stretch my legs ALL the way out and still not be able to touch the back of the seat in front of me!
We knew right from the moment we boarded that we were flying with quite a remarkable inflight crew. Of all the times we’ve flown to Florida (17 trips and counting), this young group of Frontier staff was the most friendly and talkative of all of them. Crewmember Kaitlyn, the young lady assigned to the middle of our plane, was particularly chatty and we enjoyed some fun conversation (between the times she was assisting passengers with placing their carry-ons in the overhead compartments as they boarded) while we waited to depart.
Steve was comfy and happy ..... yay Frontier .
Unfortunately things got a little…..less pleasant? .....from there.
I’ll try to keep a long story as short as possible.
Seated directly in front of us was a young family of 4: mom, dad and two little girls who we’d guess to be around 3 and 5 years of age. Mom and Dad had brought large bags of McDonald’s food on board and they shared an ample supply of French fries, Big Macs and chicken nuggets as the rest of the travelers boarded the plane. The littlest one, between bites of burger and fries, also slurped away on a baby bottle full of milk. When the flight attendant in our section was doing her safety demonstration as we taxied to the runway, she had these little ladies hold her supplies (the seat belts, life vests, and safety cards)…..and afterward, she brought them each a treat bag loaded with snacks (goldfish crackers, oreo cookies, M&M’s, and a host of other items that I couldn’t see clearly) as a thank you. A super nice gesture ……except……
Mom and Dad let both girls open those treat bags and they dived into the contents with enthusiasm. Both girls were also strapped into their seats wearing their puffy winter jackets….which certainly weren’t needed on a warm and cozy airplane packed with other heat-generating bodies. The engines starting revving in preparation for our ascent, and the littlest one got scared and started to cry. She squirmed in her seat and resisted the lap belt with all the strength her little body could muster.
She cried and screamed and they gave her more milk from the bottle .
By the time we were air borne, Puke-a-rama had officially begun .
First, I heard it . Then, I saw it start dripping between the edges of the seat ……which was dangerously near my purse, which happened to be (as aviation rule dictate) stowed safely under the seat in front of me . Her seat. The one I couldn’t touch with my toes, even with my legs fully extended . By the time I got out of my seat belt and grabbed onto the handle of my purse, I had been struck……for the first time .
We moved my purse to under Steve’s seat while Kaitlyn, our mid-plane crew member, began furiously trying to minimize the damages. Her coworkers came to her aide, and they placed open bags of coffee under the seat to help mitigate the sour smell of recycled McDonald’s, Halloween treats, and now-expired milk. I should note that Frontier does not provide barf bags in their seat-back pockets: so as the waves of nausea hit our little neighbor, they caught the vomit in that warm, puffy winter coat .
OMG.
Sometime during Pukefest and the ensuing cleanup efforts, they ended up moving this little girl from the seat next to Mom across the aisle to the seat next to Dad. The fussing and crying continued, and he tried soothing her with…..you guessed it!......more milk from the bottle . It seemed to work for a while, but once it hit her belly……
Round 2. Dear God in Heaven . And where was my purse now? “Safely” under Steve’s seat……which became the site of Puke-a-rama, the sequel.
Yes, my purse was hit a second time .
Poor Kaitlyn was mortified, and I think she feared I might lose my mind. I wasn’t at all upset…..grossed out, yes, but certainly not mad…..so I think she felt worse about it than I did. Steve, who doesn’t do vomit well at the best of times, had to use every ounce of his self-control not to make his own contribution to Puke-a-rama 2018 . The in-flight crew continued to clean vomit off the carpet. Kaitlyn worked furiously to clean my purse as best as we could (all the while I was sending up prayers of gratitude to the vacation Gods that I had a washer and dryer in our villa ). As we all sat buckled into our seats for landing (Kaitlyn in the crew member’s jump seat just adjacent to Steve), we all pledged that we’d earned a good stiff drink when we made it to our final destinations . As soon as we could stomach the thought of any kind of food, that is .
Moms and Dads reading this report, let me take this opportunity to say PLEASE don’t give your kids milk on a flight. Or McDonald’s. And a kid-appropriate dose of an anti-nausea medication sure doesn’t hurt too, just to be sure . The people sitting behind you would be forever grateful.
My momma has always been a fan of the saying “Poor Start, Good Ending”. We hoped the fact that our airplane turned into a vomit comet would somehow end up being a good sign .
As we disembarked and headed toward baggage claim, we remarked that an otherwise boring part of this trip report would at least have a good story to tell. Focus on the positives, right????
We had arrived in Orlando . Hallelujah!
The balance of our travel day is next.
Puke-a-rama, the sequel