I’ve always loved Disney World. Joe and I worked there when we were first married and would go for a few hours after work whenever we could. Although I love it, Joe has always been a little meh about it. So we kind of decided to go every 7 years. That way it’s not too much for Joe, and each of the kids get to go twice. Once when they are smaller and once as teenagers. In 2007 we went with the Judds to WDW. In 2014 we went to Disneyland California with just the older three kids. And now we are back in Florida.
The Durango airport is so small that you walk into the tarmac to get on the plane. It’s very convenient because you can easily get to the airport and hour before the flight and have 50 minutes of waiting at the gate.
Our first flight was delayed so I stressed all day about what to do. Should I rebook the flight and not arrive in Florida until the next mid morning? Or should we chance it with a 40 minute layover in DFW? I really didn’t want to arrive the next day because that would be our first day at Disney. We decided to practice our “Disney walks” and chance it.
The transfer went smoothly, and with some power walking we arrived at the next gate as they were boarding. It was definitely a “home alone” moment .
We arrived in Orlando and our taxi driver was waiting for us with a sign. He turned out to be the slowest taxi driver on the planet, going 45 mph on a 65 mph freeway. But we made it to the Dolphin hotel by about 1 am.
We set the alarm for 6.15 and laid down for our 5 hour sleep.
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