Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Fantasy island, Day 1

I was a little delayed sorting through all the photos and videos—hey, I had to catch up with all the toys I hadn't seen for a week!—but I'm finally ready to take you through my amazing vacation. We're going to go day by day, so for the rest of the week I'll be blogging about all seven days of the trip. If you have questions, send them along, and I'll tackle them once I've finished recapping. Here we go:

The first day of our trip, Sunday Apr. 27, was definitely the strangest day of my life. Mom and Dad woke me up at 3:30 am (do they have any idea how disconcerting it is to have someone wake you in the middle of the night?). I stayed up until we boarded my first-ever airplane. Then within 60 seconds, I started crying, but Dad knew I was just exhausted and got me down to sleep. When I woke up, we were mid-flight. Then we changed planes in Atlanta, and I once again conked out literally seconds before the second plane took off. I got a big kick out of the landings, watching the ground get bigger. Mom and Dad said I was a real trooper during both the flights. They made sure I always had something new to look at (my books, the plane's safety manual, a blanket), so the time flew by.

Finally we arrived at the resort. I celebrated the same way everyone does there: with a refreshing beverage from the bar.

Then we settled into our room. I thought it was great, but I heard Mom and Dad grumbling because it was tiled instead of carpeted, and the bed was raised high enough for me to crawl under. I didn't see what the big deal was, but minutes later, I crawled under and sat up only to—ouch!—bump my head and start crying. So Mom and Dad put all our baggage around the perimeter to stop it from happening again. Finally, it was time to check the rest of the place out.

The resort was so pretty! I saw some interesting, but strange-looking, furry characters. Mom and Dad said they were from Sesame Street, and they were called Grover and Zoe. Apparently they have a deal with the Beaches resorts, so I have a feeling I'll be bumping into them again soon.

Exhausted by all the traveling and new surroundings, I drifted off to sleep, wondering what the next day might bring, and where we might end up...