Entry FeedWe made it safely to Florida. And it looks like I can keep in touch, so you won't miss me.
Customs was fun. As soon as we got into line, Daughter asked, "Will they have bathrooms when we get to Florida?" Turns out she needed to go pee. So did Son One. Of course, you have to get through customs, and then security ("Why are they taking our shoes?") before you can find bathrooms in the terminal.
The flight was great, except that we had to change seats as we had been given the emergency exit row, and kids can't sit there! Plus one guy didn't want to move, so we couldn't actually sit all together. And he read these really gross medical textbooks.
All three kids fell asleep just before landing. We waited until everyone had deplaned (don't you love that verb?) and tried to figure out what to do. We woke up the oldest, grabbed two bags each, and carried the younger two. Except that I couldn't really carry daughter that far, so we had to wake up Son Two and make him walk. He wasn't happy.
Daughter slept through the monorail trip, luggage pickup, being strapped into her car seat, and the drive. Both boys stayed away until 2 am!
Today we have been in the pool twice, seen lots of wild life, and visited Target. Seems like a typical Florida day.
The most shocking thing so far is that they don't recycle here! I swear, David Miller would have a coronary. Not bottles, cardboard, or cans. Everything goes into the garbage. And, garbage trucks come twice a week to pick up! Amazing. Of course, the truck came at 7 am this morning and woke up Daughter.