Today was a lot more eventful than I had expected. My plan was to get on two flights, get to my hotel and relax. Unfortunately that is not how my day went.
Just as I was getting ready to leave my house for the airport, I got an email from my airline saying my flight was delayed by 25 minutes. This normally wouldn't be a big deal, except for the fact that I only had a 58 minute layover in Atlanta, which happens to be a HUGE airport. I stress very easily, so this wasn't sitting well with me.
Here's a quick run-down of my morning: Got to the airport, checked in my luggage and got told that the airline had booked me on another connecting flight in case I miss mine. Once I said my goodbyes to my parents I went through security, which is normally a breeze for me. This time they checked both of my bags. Once I finally got through I went to my gate and saw that my flight had been delayed again. When we boarded and got in the air they said we were going to land just before 3:00 p.m. My flight was supposed to leave at 3:05 p.m., but I was determined to get to that connecting flight.
As usual, they let the people with connecting flights get off first so I was running off the plane. As soon as I got off I found a screen to see which gate I was supposed to go to and didn't see my flight, so it had already taken off. I found a Delta kiosk, got my ticket for the other flight they booked me on and saw I had to go to another terminal.
I made my way downstairs, got on the the subway to take me to the other terminal and then made my way back upstairs to find my gate. As soon as I got there they started boarding. I was basically running through the airport and it was hot so by the time I got to the gate I looked like I had ran a marathon. It was terrible.
On this flight I sat next to an adorable old lady and we chatted for a bit before we took off. She asked what I was going to Florida for I said to work at Disney and she was so happy for me. She told me to make the most of it and travel as often as I can since I am young. It reminded me of a conversation I had in London with an older lady at a bus stop. It's conversations like those that always stick with you.
Anyway, my biggest concern was that my luggage wasn't going to make it to Orlando since I got on a new flight. Once I found the luggage claim (after walking in the opposite direction... ) I saw my luggage right away and ran towards it because I was just so happy it arrived!
I booked a shuttle to take me to my hotel, so I went to the kiosk for it (Mears Transportation... I recommend it!). I had booked my shuttle online earlier in the week so I printed off my ticket at the kiosk and went to check-in. Once I did I got one of the buzzer devices you usually get at a restaurant that tell you when your table is ready... Same thing but this told me when a shuttle was available for me. I had to wait a while, but it wasn't too bad.
Finally, I made it to my hotel and wish I had arrived a day or two earlier... It's so nice! The first thing I saw was a sign that said "Movie Theatre." When I looked inside I noticed it's aimed for little kids, but they were showing "Tangled" all night and was thinking about stopping by later to watch because it's my favorite Disney movie.
When I checked in the lady told me how to get to my room, but what she said didn't match the map she gave me and I went by what she said. I walked to the wrong building (because there are four buildings, I believe). I was wondering the hallways and walked backed outside because I saw there was an elevator and I was on the second floor. When I got in the elevator I let go of one of my bags to hit the "2" button and my bag must've hit the "Emergency" button because I heard a girl on a speaker ask "Is everything okay in the elevator?" I had no idea where it came from so I yelled "Yeah sorry!" pretty loudly because I wasn't sure if she could hear me. I was also laughing when I said this because I realized what my bag had done, but when she responded she was laughing, too, so I don't think it was a huge deal.
After the elevator fiasco I couldn't find where my room was located. I walked the entire second level and couldn't find it so I went back downstairs (and was very careful in the elevator this time). I found a worker and asked him where I was supposed to go. Turns out I was in the wrong building... Oops! He showed me where to go and I easily found my room.
There is an Applebee's in the hotel so I went there for dinner. My waitress was from Michigan... I got excited to see another Michigander! The rest of the day wasn't as eventful, which is what I needed. I was hoping all day would be a little less stressful, but a relaxing evening is better than nothing! Especially since tomorrow is going to be a big day: I check into Disney!
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