Saturday, February 27, 2010
The final day of the vacation, a travel day and one that we don’t typically call a vacation day. We got up early and looked outside to see that it was raining. The thing about Southern California, it doesn’t sprinkle, when it rains, it pours. In Oregon we have sprinkles and deluges and everything in between and it happens often. California’s different, it may not for awhile, but then it don’t mess around when it does.
I was ecstatic to see the rain because it made me glad I wasn’t going to the park. That feeling and the rain continued all the way to the airport where we soared through security; there was no line, and rested in our chairs for 2 hours with nothing to do. I sat there and worked a little on my trip report then played Legend of Zelda: Spirit Tracks on my DS and waited.
While waiting we heard loud children, crying children, and a loud, annoying family made up of mostly teenagers, just talking. Needless to say, I was not looking forward to getting on the plane. Then God said over the loud speaker, “We have first class seats still available for $50.” Done. I was waffling as to whether an extra $50 was worth a 2 hour flight and then I remembered all the people that would likely sit next me and said let’s do it.
We flew home in first class and it was so totally worth it. We tend to fly first class when we go to Walt Disney World; because it’s such a long flight, I like to be able to stretch out and avoid DVT (Deep Vein Thrombosis). Plus, you’re not seated with the riff-raff, the unwashed masses, the poor. I’m only kidding… a little. They fed us a salad, carrot and celery sticks with hummus. It was delicious and like I said before, both my mom and I craved vegetables. I did however snack on a Snickers bar and a Reese’s Whipps, don’t judge.
The plane landed early and we were greeted by my grandfather who was going to drive us home. Even though it’s awesome to be at Disneyland, it’s wonderful to be at home. Though as I type this, I’m looking forward to returning in June with my grandparents, aunt and a couple of cousins. I both hope and dread there are moments worth mentioning, since I expect there to be more moments of family disfunction than anything else.