Fast forward just over a week later and just before our walking holiday in the Lake District, an email came in to say we had been chosen.
Hubby and I were stupidly excited but chose not to say anything to the kids until we had all the dates and booking information as we know they would have demanded an update on a daily basis and we just did not have that information.
We actually found out the dates of our travel whilst in the Lake District and it gave us just one day at home to get organised before we flew to Orlando. We quietly got the washing sorted, did some shopping and got the cases packed without the kids noticing that anything untoward was going on. Hubby even managed to sneak a huge Mickey Mouse balloon into the house for the reveal.
We were so excited to tell the kids about what was happening and you can watch the kids reactions here:
I did expect them to be a bit more excited initially, however as the news sunk in they were soon bouncing off the walls with excitement.
We flew from Gatwick airport with Virgin Atlantic at 12.30 the next day, with all the kids behaving beautifully throughout the 9 hour flight.
There were screens with each seat so they could watch films, cartoons and some of their favourite TV series and the cabin crew were amazing. The food was delicious too and we even got a Fab ice lolly treat at 36,000ft above the Atlantic!
We had promised them some park time when we arrived but didn’t take into account any delays and were kept waiting on the plane whilst it sat on the tarmac for 75 minutes as the airport was too busy to let anymore passengers through.
It then took another hour and a half to get through passport control, which I can only describe as a nightmare. Their system requires each member of your party to scan your passports and have your photo taken through a computer system (the adults have to have fingerprints taken too) and then wait in another queue for said passport and print outs to be checked.
This was the worst part of the holiday as they kids were very tired and very bored but once done we were soon checked into the bus transfer to Walt Disney World and our holiday could begin.
The Magical Express bus was fab, it had TV’s throughout and was playing Mickey Mouse cartoons whilst we waited to set off which kept the kids amused.
By the time we checked-in to Disney’s Art of Animation Hotel it was 8.30pm, so the equivalent of 1.30am UK time so we all collapsed into bed, ready for our Disney adventure to start the next day.
To be continued………..
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