__disneygirl
well, all that's left now is the happy ending.
- Joined
- Aug 4, 2005
DECEMBER 5, 2011
Day 1, Part 1 In Which We Roll Like G's
Approximately six minutes of time passed in between when I was finally able to stop obsessing long enough to fall asleep and when my alarm went off.
It was alarming. Which, I know, is the entire point of an alarm. But I was really shocked by it for some reason.
I think my body and mind were just completely out of whack from the difficult task of trying to process my ridiculous excitement.
As soon as I heard it, my thought process was basically just exclamation points followed by something like:
OH MY GOD WHAT IS THAT LOUD NOISE OH IT'S MY PHONE OH IT'S TIME TO GO TO DISNEY OH OH OH
I was mostly all packed, so after throwing my toiletries and last minute items into my suitcase, I checked and double checked everything. During which I was singing all the songs from Tangled and caressing my hair. BEST. DAY. EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sigh. Such a flawless movie.
Anyway, fast forward to 5:00 AM when our limo arrived. Yeah, that's right, our LIMO. We're VIPs, okay? Deal with it.
As soon as I stepped into the limousine I started laughing hysterically.
It looked like this:
It's a shame I didn't bring my bling and some bottles of Patron, I thought to myself.
When my mom got into the limo, before she could say anything, I immediately told her, "We're meeting up with Jay-Z and Kanye before we hit the airport."
We proceeded to get crunk.
It was just so funny because I am not the limo type. I love glamour and privacy and all that but it just seems like an unnecessary expense to me since you can just take a normal car service or taxi that will get you to the exact same place in the exact amount of time for much less money. My dad USUALLY feels the same way, or so I thought, which is why I was shocked when he said he got us a limo. Shocked! But that's what made it so fun. I absolutely love surprises, and it just added a little glitter to the trip.
And some hilarity.
We rolled up to JFK like the P-I-M-Ps that we are in less than an hour, which is AMAZING. We beat all the traffic just like we planned!
Pixie Dust was already working in our favor, because if you do not beat the traffic and you are driving from Jersey to JFK (in New York City), the 40-50 minute ride can turn into a 3 hour journey of stress and nervous breakdowns, which is the main reason my dad hired a professional to drive us instead of doing it himself.
As soon as we walked into the airport, they were playing Madonna, and right after that they played Paul McCartney. I'm just glad the nice airport people play my favorite music upon arrival. I would have sent in a complaint had they not!
I checked in at one of the kiosks with no problem at all. I really love those things, so convenient!
We proceeded to the security checkpoint, where we hit a little snag. We were told my mom's carry on was too big. I had been worried about that because in order to save money, I told my mom we shouldn't check any bags (for those who don't know, it's $25 each way per bag - that's $100 saved by carrying on!). She agreed, but ten days worth of clothes + toiletries = a big fat carry on!
Luckily, my mom was able to remove some items from the bag and put it in another (you're allowed one carry on bag and one smaller bag like a purse/laptop case) and then it fit! Yay!
By the time we got to our gate, we still had like two hours left to go for our flight. I hate this. I love travel but I hate traveling, you know?
While my mom was off getting Starbucks, I realized it was December 5th. Which I knew, since I had that date in my head as THE DISNEY DAY since I booked our trip. But I mean, it was DECEMBER 5TH!!!! Do you know what day that is? THE DAY WALT DISNEY FIRST GRACED OUR PLANET!!!
I couldn't believe that I totally forgot it was Walt's birthday. I thought, how perfect that we are arriving at Walt Disney World on Walt Disney's birthday. It's funny when you don't even plan something like that, and it just happens. To me, this was a sign that the trip was going to be even more magical than I was expecting.
I posted on Twitter:
OMG I totally forgot today is Walt's birthday! Happy 110th Birthday Walt Disney! Your dreams and legacy live on forever.
When my mom came back, I decided it was time for me to hunt down my breakfast.
You may remember (but probably not because I wrote about it a year and a half ago) my unsuccessful search for a McDonald's at the Charlotte airport in 2010.
That so was not going to happen this time, folks. I was going to find the perfect processed breakfast if it killed me.
I normally do not eat McDonald's because it is disgusting, but the problem is that it is also delicious. On Disney trips I just do not give a CRAP and so I like to enjoy a sausage mcmuffin with NO EGG.
Look McDonald's, I can handle the processed cheese and meat and bread. But I can't do the "Egg Product".
Can't.
They claim, "All of the fresh Grade A eggs used for the Egg McMuffin sandwiches are inspected at the farm."
Somehow I doubt this. But anyway, back to the trip report.
I had to walk pretty far, take one of those moving walkways, and two escalators to get my Sausage McMuffin WITH NO EGG, but it was so worth it.
I hadn't had one in AGES. Like, since summer of 2009. I remember the exact day b/c I had worked on Boardwalk Empire in Brooklyn from 9am the previous day til 6am that day, and was so tired I could barely function but decided I needed a Sausage McMuffin with NO EGG anyway, so I walked to McDonald's at like 7am where I ran into a man who asked me for a dollar so he could buy beer. I obliged so that he wouldn't follow me around but it didn't work. He then went to get his beer and came back and sat down at the table I was enjoying my Sausage McMuffin WITH NO EGG at. But he wasn't alone. There were two other folks with him who looked like they showered occasionally at most. He asked my name. "Amber," I said. He then introduced me to the other homeless people and honestly they all couldn't have been nicer. Or more drunk.
I think I'm making it clear why it is important for me to get away from it all and go to Disney every so often.
Well, there you go, another tangent. But I like to include these little stories about my life b/c I think it lets you guys in on who I am a bit more and then you enjoy the report more. Or you just think I'm weird. Either way, welcome to what I'm sure will be another epicly long Disney TR.
SO ANYWAY. I called my mom and said, "I'm at McDonald's. Do you want anything?" Her response was, "OOooOOoooOOoooh."
She also hates McDonald's food, never eats it, but enjoys it very much. She got the same thing as me, Sausage McMuffin with NO EGG. We may be lovers of McDonald's "food", but we have standards too!
Avoid the Egg Product, people.
What seemed like an eternity later, we were finally about to board. One of my favorite things about going to Disney are the adorable kids who are so excited they are about to burst. Do you remember that from when you were little? The complete and utter innocence and wonder and joy. There was a little girl who was talking to a flight attendant with such elation in her tiny little kid squeaky voice that I teared up.
She said, "'It's my birthday! That's why I'm getting on a plane to see Mickey! I'm going today!!!" The flight attendant wished her a happy birthday and asked what her favorite Princess was. "Um... ALL OF THEM!" she replied. The flight attendant told her to have a great trip and the little girl said, "YOU'RE A NICE LADY!" and walked away.
It was basically the cutest thing I have ever seen.
I don't remember much about the flight b/c I blacked out due to excitement.
But who cares what happened on the plane anyway? Cause within two hours we were at MCO, BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Instantly I recognized the smell of the Orlando airport. And the warmth. And I was basically RUNNING from the gate to the fake monorail.
There was a Christmas tree:
I think they are inspired by Disney's trees, because they used the same kind of lights Disney uses on a lot of their decorations and the same tall skinny tree style.
AND THEN IT WAS TIME TO BOARD THE FAKE MONORAIL:
When I called it the fake monorail, my mom said, "It's a real monorail." I informed her that any monorail not operated by Disney is NOT A REAL MONORAIL.
Obviously.
I was nervous about Magical Express because on our last trip, the line was literally the longest line I have ever seen for anything in my ENTIRE LIFE. Luckily, this time, there were only like three families in line ahead of us. Yay!
I heard the CM tell the family in front of us, "Race you to the castle!" as he sent them on their way, and I was kind of disappointed when the CM we got didn't say that. But who cares, we were about to go to Disney World. He could have said, "SCREW YOU GUYS" and I still would have been like, "Thanks, and have a magical day!
"
We made our way to our line:
I remember thinking how much I loved that I had to follow castle signs in order to get to where I was going.
As I was walking, a CM asked me if I was a cheerleader.
".........................No?" was my response. I thought that was weird, but it turned out there was a huge amount of high school cheerleaders at Disney to compete that week. Hey, any day someone looks at me and thinks, "She must be a 17 year old cheerleader!" has to be a good day, right?
We were on our way to POP CENTURY!!!!!!!! One of my favorite resorts. It is the first Disney Resort I ever stayed at and therefore, it feels like home. If I did not stay at Pop, I would still visit because to me, it's not a Disney trip without Pop.
And now, I will introduce our amazing Trip Mascot... HULA TIMON!!!!!!!!!!!
I used to be obsessed with buying small Disney stuffed animals, like even far into my teen years. I recently stopped (although I think I am going to start again since I bought a Christmas Stitch for my mom and we keep fighting over him...but that's another story!) , but Timon is one of my favorite characters of all time, and when I saw that they made a toy inspired by the line "What do you want me to do, dress in drag and do the hula?!" from The Lion King, I HAD TO BUY IT.
And so, he became our mascot. I bought him way back when we were supposed to go in October, so I thought it would be perfect for the Halloween party since he is dressed up, but alas! It was not to be.
I took a picture of my Mickey nails:
Love them and so easy to do! I am not very good at nail art, but all you have to do is a black stripe, yellow stripe, and two white dots. For the dots, I dipped a pen into the nail polish. I find that's the easiest way.
I also changed from my Ugg boots into my Crocs.
I posted on Twitter:
Changed into the sexiest pair of shoes I could find! Hope I don't get anyone too excited.
With this picture:
Look, I know you all want to date me but I'm just really enjoying being single right now. Also, hmm, looking at this picture I feel I really need more Jibbitz. I would like one of Timon, Abu, or Pascal. I love Disney's animal sidekicks, what can I say!
That's all for now. UP NEXT: This must be... POP!
Day 1, Part 1 In Which We Roll Like G's
Approximately six minutes of time passed in between when I was finally able to stop obsessing long enough to fall asleep and when my alarm went off.
It was alarming. Which, I know, is the entire point of an alarm. But I was really shocked by it for some reason.
I think my body and mind were just completely out of whack from the difficult task of trying to process my ridiculous excitement.
As soon as I heard it, my thought process was basically just exclamation points followed by something like:
OH MY GOD WHAT IS THAT LOUD NOISE OH IT'S MY PHONE OH IT'S TIME TO GO TO DISNEY OH OH OH
I was mostly all packed, so after throwing my toiletries and last minute items into my suitcase, I checked and double checked everything. During which I was singing all the songs from Tangled and caressing my hair. BEST. DAY. EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sigh. Such a flawless movie.
Anyway, fast forward to 5:00 AM when our limo arrived. Yeah, that's right, our LIMO. We're VIPs, okay? Deal with it.
As soon as I stepped into the limousine I started laughing hysterically.
It looked like this:
It's a shame I didn't bring my bling and some bottles of Patron, I thought to myself.
When my mom got into the limo, before she could say anything, I immediately told her, "We're meeting up with Jay-Z and Kanye before we hit the airport."
We proceeded to get crunk.
It was just so funny because I am not the limo type. I love glamour and privacy and all that but it just seems like an unnecessary expense to me since you can just take a normal car service or taxi that will get you to the exact same place in the exact amount of time for much less money. My dad USUALLY feels the same way, or so I thought, which is why I was shocked when he said he got us a limo. Shocked! But that's what made it so fun. I absolutely love surprises, and it just added a little glitter to the trip.
And some hilarity.
We rolled up to JFK like the P-I-M-Ps that we are in less than an hour, which is AMAZING. We beat all the traffic just like we planned!
Pixie Dust was already working in our favor, because if you do not beat the traffic and you are driving from Jersey to JFK (in New York City), the 40-50 minute ride can turn into a 3 hour journey of stress and nervous breakdowns, which is the main reason my dad hired a professional to drive us instead of doing it himself.
As soon as we walked into the airport, they were playing Madonna, and right after that they played Paul McCartney. I'm just glad the nice airport people play my favorite music upon arrival. I would have sent in a complaint had they not!
I checked in at one of the kiosks with no problem at all. I really love those things, so convenient!
We proceeded to the security checkpoint, where we hit a little snag. We were told my mom's carry on was too big. I had been worried about that because in order to save money, I told my mom we shouldn't check any bags (for those who don't know, it's $25 each way per bag - that's $100 saved by carrying on!). She agreed, but ten days worth of clothes + toiletries = a big fat carry on!
Luckily, my mom was able to remove some items from the bag and put it in another (you're allowed one carry on bag and one smaller bag like a purse/laptop case) and then it fit! Yay!
By the time we got to our gate, we still had like two hours left to go for our flight. I hate this. I love travel but I hate traveling, you know?
While my mom was off getting Starbucks, I realized it was December 5th. Which I knew, since I had that date in my head as THE DISNEY DAY since I booked our trip. But I mean, it was DECEMBER 5TH!!!! Do you know what day that is? THE DAY WALT DISNEY FIRST GRACED OUR PLANET!!!
I couldn't believe that I totally forgot it was Walt's birthday. I thought, how perfect that we are arriving at Walt Disney World on Walt Disney's birthday. It's funny when you don't even plan something like that, and it just happens. To me, this was a sign that the trip was going to be even more magical than I was expecting.
I posted on Twitter:
OMG I totally forgot today is Walt's birthday! Happy 110th Birthday Walt Disney! Your dreams and legacy live on forever.
When my mom came back, I decided it was time for me to hunt down my breakfast.
You may remember (but probably not because I wrote about it a year and a half ago) my unsuccessful search for a McDonald's at the Charlotte airport in 2010.
That so was not going to happen this time, folks. I was going to find the perfect processed breakfast if it killed me.
I normally do not eat McDonald's because it is disgusting, but the problem is that it is also delicious. On Disney trips I just do not give a CRAP and so I like to enjoy a sausage mcmuffin with NO EGG.
Look McDonald's, I can handle the processed cheese and meat and bread. But I can't do the "Egg Product".
Can't.
They claim, "All of the fresh Grade A eggs used for the Egg McMuffin sandwiches are inspected at the farm."
Somehow I doubt this. But anyway, back to the trip report.
I had to walk pretty far, take one of those moving walkways, and two escalators to get my Sausage McMuffin WITH NO EGG, but it was so worth it.
I hadn't had one in AGES. Like, since summer of 2009. I remember the exact day b/c I had worked on Boardwalk Empire in Brooklyn from 9am the previous day til 6am that day, and was so tired I could barely function but decided I needed a Sausage McMuffin with NO EGG anyway, so I walked to McDonald's at like 7am where I ran into a man who asked me for a dollar so he could buy beer. I obliged so that he wouldn't follow me around but it didn't work. He then went to get his beer and came back and sat down at the table I was enjoying my Sausage McMuffin WITH NO EGG at. But he wasn't alone. There were two other folks with him who looked like they showered occasionally at most. He asked my name. "Amber," I said. He then introduced me to the other homeless people and honestly they all couldn't have been nicer. Or more drunk.
I think I'm making it clear why it is important for me to get away from it all and go to Disney every so often.
Well, there you go, another tangent. But I like to include these little stories about my life b/c I think it lets you guys in on who I am a bit more and then you enjoy the report more. Or you just think I'm weird. Either way, welcome to what I'm sure will be another epicly long Disney TR.
SO ANYWAY. I called my mom and said, "I'm at McDonald's. Do you want anything?" Her response was, "OOooOOoooOOoooh."
She also hates McDonald's food, never eats it, but enjoys it very much. She got the same thing as me, Sausage McMuffin with NO EGG. We may be lovers of McDonald's "food", but we have standards too!
Avoid the Egg Product, people.
What seemed like an eternity later, we were finally about to board. One of my favorite things about going to Disney are the adorable kids who are so excited they are about to burst. Do you remember that from when you were little? The complete and utter innocence and wonder and joy. There was a little girl who was talking to a flight attendant with such elation in her tiny little kid squeaky voice that I teared up.
She said, "'It's my birthday! That's why I'm getting on a plane to see Mickey! I'm going today!!!" The flight attendant wished her a happy birthday and asked what her favorite Princess was. "Um... ALL OF THEM!" she replied. The flight attendant told her to have a great trip and the little girl said, "YOU'RE A NICE LADY!" and walked away.
It was basically the cutest thing I have ever seen.
I don't remember much about the flight b/c I blacked out due to excitement.
But who cares what happened on the plane anyway? Cause within two hours we were at MCO, BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Instantly I recognized the smell of the Orlando airport. And the warmth. And I was basically RUNNING from the gate to the fake monorail.
There was a Christmas tree:
I think they are inspired by Disney's trees, because they used the same kind of lights Disney uses on a lot of their decorations and the same tall skinny tree style.
AND THEN IT WAS TIME TO BOARD THE FAKE MONORAIL:
When I called it the fake monorail, my mom said, "It's a real monorail." I informed her that any monorail not operated by Disney is NOT A REAL MONORAIL.
Obviously.
I was nervous about Magical Express because on our last trip, the line was literally the longest line I have ever seen for anything in my ENTIRE LIFE. Luckily, this time, there were only like three families in line ahead of us. Yay!
I heard the CM tell the family in front of us, "Race you to the castle!" as he sent them on their way, and I was kind of disappointed when the CM we got didn't say that. But who cares, we were about to go to Disney World. He could have said, "SCREW YOU GUYS" and I still would have been like, "Thanks, and have a magical day!
"We made our way to our line:
I remember thinking how much I loved that I had to follow castle signs in order to get to where I was going.
As I was walking, a CM asked me if I was a cheerleader.
".........................No?" was my response. I thought that was weird, but it turned out there was a huge amount of high school cheerleaders at Disney to compete that week. Hey, any day someone looks at me and thinks, "She must be a 17 year old cheerleader!" has to be a good day, right?
We were on our way to POP CENTURY!!!!!!!! One of my favorite resorts. It is the first Disney Resort I ever stayed at and therefore, it feels like home. If I did not stay at Pop, I would still visit because to me, it's not a Disney trip without Pop.
And now, I will introduce our amazing Trip Mascot... HULA TIMON!!!!!!!!!!!
I used to be obsessed with buying small Disney stuffed animals, like even far into my teen years. I recently stopped (although I think I am going to start again since I bought a Christmas Stitch for my mom and we keep fighting over him...but that's another story!) , but Timon is one of my favorite characters of all time, and when I saw that they made a toy inspired by the line "What do you want me to do, dress in drag and do the hula?!" from The Lion King, I HAD TO BUY IT.
And so, he became our mascot. I bought him way back when we were supposed to go in October, so I thought it would be perfect for the Halloween party since he is dressed up, but alas! It was not to be.
I took a picture of my Mickey nails:
Love them and so easy to do! I am not very good at nail art, but all you have to do is a black stripe, yellow stripe, and two white dots. For the dots, I dipped a pen into the nail polish. I find that's the easiest way.
I also changed from my Ugg boots into my Crocs.
I posted on Twitter:
Changed into the sexiest pair of shoes I could find! Hope I don't get anyone too excited.
With this picture:
Look, I know you all want to date me but I'm just really enjoying being single right now. Also, hmm, looking at this picture I feel I really need more Jibbitz. I would like one of Timon, Abu, or Pascal. I love Disney's animal sidekicks, what can I say!
That's all for now. UP NEXT: This must be... POP!
Since that's always how I feel like 20 minutes after I eat one of those bad boys and the instant glee from whatever addictive drug they pump into it fades. LOL
No egg is the way to go!
!!!!
I really do love Adam Brody... just not THAT much haha. Oh man do I miss the beauty of Benjamin McKenzie. 
