First Things First

My husband and I went to Orlando, Florida for vacation last week. We hit Walt Disney World, Sea World, and Universal Studios. Our trip didnt start off so hot. Our plane was scheduled to leave at 6am. We boarded the plane, sat down, and got all comfy for the hour and a half flight to Salt Lake City. The plane backed out onto the runway, stopped, then pulled back into the gate. The captain came onto the loudspeaker and said that the right engine wouldnt start, so he was going to shut down everything and restart. That didnt work, so they had to call maintenance. Turns out a part was bad and had to be replaced. The people at the desk gave us updates every half hour or so, but by the time 11am rolled around, they told us that the part had to be flown in from Salt Lake City and wouldnt be there until about 2:30. At that point, we decided to take the next plane into Salt Lake, which left at 1pm. So long story short, instead of arriving in Orlando at about 5pm, we didnt arrive until 11pm. We lost a day at DisneyWorld, so the airline agreed to change our return flight to a day later without charge.

The flight back wasnt nearly as eventful. We left on time, arrived in Atlanta on time, left again on time, and were back home by 9pm. I have never enjoyed my own bed as much as I did when we returned! Our poor puppies were happy to see us, although Waldo decided to have a bout of rebellion and pee by the back door. But all is well again, we're home and happy, puppies are happy we're home.