Some who know me are puzzled by my recent vacation alone. Am I unsociable or a loner? Nope, I simply needed to get the heck out of Michigan. The long grey days of winter affect my mood every year, and this year has been especially harsh. So when my hubby said (as he does each year) "why don't you just take off for somewhere sunny?", this year I went for it- because I could.
I have a good friend who had considered coming along. She called me several times a day with suggestions and had me convinced we should do Disney together with no kids. It would be fun. Eh, OK, I'm not the Disney fan she is, but why not. I have only ever been to the Magic Kingdom, so there would be plenty that was new to me. I did a little research to find a good deal on a flight and hotel and booked my trip. I was going to Florida and I was excited. Until I found out my friend couldn't go.
This is exactly the type of thing that would normally have me concerned enough to cancel my plans. But the need to see the sunshine was so strong, I started packing for my vacation alone. I could do this. Or maybe not.
The night before my flight, I got an e-mail from the company I booked my hotel with. It seems they had overbooked and did not have a room for me as promised. What?!!! A phone call and an hour later, I still didn't have a clue where I would be sleeping once I reached Orlando, but at least I was assured they would have it resolved upon my arrival.
Now, a sane person probably would have insisted that everything be resolved before they left home. I however decided to hand this one over to God and trust He would take care of it. I needed to get away from the cold grey weather more than I needed to know where I was going to sleep once I got there. And I am a person of faith.
As it happened, all went fairly well once I got to Orlando. I was moved to a hotel about ten minutes away from the original one I had booked. It was easy find too, as it was located within the Disney Resort. My original hotel was not.
I had this huge suite all to myself.
And, if my friend had come along, it would have been a great location due to the convenience of location to the parks. But, since I was alone, I had decided to simply sit out by the pool and read and soak up the sun.
So naturally the first two days in Orlando brought cloudy skies, tornado watches and rain. Yup. Luckily, I was near a couple outlet malls as well as a regular mall. So I spent my first two days shopping. This actually turned out to my benefit, as I had nothing that still fit me from my summer wardrobe. So I was happy to find a new bathing suit and some shorts that fit.
When the weather was finally agreeable, I donned my swimsuit and headed for the pool.
Which I soon discovered was part of a construction zone. The pool was in fact open, but they were building a new bar/restroom area next to it. Good thing I brought along my ipod to drown out the noise. And the book distracted me from the notion that I was on display to a bunch of construction workers. Too bad I forgot to bring sunscreen. Oops, I'll remember next time.
Since I have family in Florida, I had planned to include a visit as part of my trip. My parents spend their winters in the Tampa area, and my sister lives in Jacksonville. I told neither that I was in Orlando. Instead, I just showed up unannounced at my folks place.
Mom and Dad
They did not seem all that surprised to see me. Probably because someone had told them I was in Orlando. Ahem. You know who you are, big mouth.
I only had a couple days to spend with them before I had to head back to Orlando and my flight home. They took me out for a fabulous Strawberry shortcake sundae.
Yummy! I love, love, love strawberries. And I had a visit with several Aunts and an Uncle who also winter in the same park as my parents. Always good to see them. What I wasn't happy to see was the dead mouse I had spent two nights sleeping with in the sofa sleeper. Oh yeah, I found the dead mouse after I had spent two nights on the sofa sleeper. Ewwww! That is so disgusting. At least their current guests have been spared that experience. Next time, though, I think I'll visit my sister. She has cats.