Today started out as a downpour that never let up. To top things off, I caught a cold and was sicker than a dog. Mom and I had booked a reservation at the Crystal Palace for a Winnie the Pooh and Friends breakfast. The idea of children screaming along with being waterlogged with rain was
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Our meal plans for the day brought us to The Garden Grille. This led to the second complaint with the buses. We walked to the depot around 5:45 to pick up an Epcot bus. We must’ve seen at least three buses to Magic Kingdom, Animal Kingdom, and Hollywood Studios, but no Epcot. It wasn’t until
The Orlando Airport is a cluster of a maze. There are two parts: A and B. In order to get to A or B you have to take a mini monorail from either side. By monorail I mean a train-like thing with no seats and that has nothing to really hold onto when it comes
So the time had finally come to get on a plane and fly our little asses right down to MouseLand itself…Disney. Now usually one would be excited to finally be leaving for vacation, but not me. I spent the whole night tossing and turning because I’m petrified of flying. Yeah, I know that planes are