So this week I’ve been at Walt Disney World at the UK Culinary Showcase, discovering everything about the Disney Dining Plan (much more of this coming up shortly – including a special offer) and also whizzing around on a few rides and hugging a few Disney characters, as you do.
We spent the last day at the mall (the maaaaaaall), and then headed to the airport at tea time for check-in for our 7.30pm flight. At the mall, we received a text to say that we’d been delayed for a while due to the late arrival of the inbound flight from the UK. No worries, we thought, that’s not too bad. When we checked in, we headed to our gate and then it all started to go wrong. The inbound flight had suffered a bird strike (an American Bald Eagle, no less, wing span about two metres – TWO METRES! – so hardly a sparrow) and they were desperately trying to assess the damage. At 9.30pm we were waiting for a further update and at 10pm we were finally told that they’d need to fly a part in from the UK and we would be delayed 24 hours. With our cases sealed on the plane. Not good.
I have to say, though, that Virgin Atlantic were fantastic. They got us booked straight in to the Hyatt Hotel at the airport, and although checking in about 400 people made for some serious queues, we made it to our room eventually, and were provided with an emergency ‘female pack’ which for some reason contained toothbrush, toothpaste, shaving foam and razors. We obviously looked like we needed a shave.
Laura (my travelling companion) and I spent the next day wallying about at the airport…
…and finally we checked back in again for our 7.30pm flight, only to be delayed AGAIN until 9.30pm while the repairs were finalised, and again until 10pm while they cooled the aircraft back down. I have never been so happy to get on a plane.
Anyhoo, back now, and raring to go with tales of amazing dining, spotting giraffes from our balcony and messing about with Chip and Dale. You have been warned.