Saturday, July 25th, trip home

 

Even though I had a 6 am wake up call, we were up before that.

 

I basically threw everything into the suitcase and backpack, went through the room a couple of times to make sure I didn’t forget anything.

 

First stop was airline drop off.  We already had our tickets, printed them out at the Boardwalk Concierge desk the previous night.  This is the first time using Magical Express.  They weighed our luggage, beat out my mother by less then a pound, hers were 37 something.  Mine was 38 something.  I think the magic number is 50 before getting hit with additional fees.  The next time we should see the luggage is the baggage carousel at LaGuardia (LGA) Airport

 

Next stop is Art of Animations Concierge Desk to get a voucher for Magical Express bus to get us to the airport.  Slight problem getting the voucher.   We were originally booked into Pop Century.  Due to a issue with the reservation, we were transferred to Art of Animation.  The Magical Express booking was still under Pop Century.  After a bit of computer time, they switched us to the Art of Animation Magical Express bus.

 

The bus was already in the parking lot once we got the voucher.  The next stop was the airport.  Went through security without issue.

 

For some reason, my mother booked us the side of the airplane with three seats thinking that chances are good that there might not be someone between us.  Fat chance, while waiting for the plane, several people were flying standby and were told the plane was full.  Good news for those people I saw flying standby, they were on the plane.

 

The flight itself was a bit more bumpy then the ride down to Tampa.  We were on the left side of the plane.  I think the right side saw Coney.  We flew up the Hudson as I recognized the GW bridge under us.  Flying into LaGuardia, you descend fast, harder on the ears, harder then landing at Tampa.

 

It was nice to see my mother’s luggage first, mine a bit later.  I am surprised even in New York, no security to prove you are picking up your own luggage.

 

We had access a ride pick us up at the airport and drive us home.  The driver was nice, but relied too much on GPS.  We took the BQE home.  I closed my eyes for a minute, only to find he exited off the BQE at Downtown Brooklyn.  I directed the driver to go back onto the BQE at Atlantic Avenue.  Belt Parkway to Ocean Parkway exit.

 

I got home, took my mail up, went to sleep for about 5 hours.

 

The end.