We arrive safely at the Orlando International Airport, but we’re starving and tired.  We hop on Magical Express (I so appreciate this complimentary service more and more each time we use it).  It is truly nice not to have to run to claim the luggage and worry about dealing with it when you get to the resort, especially if you’re room isn’t ready.  The ride is cool, comfortable, and gives us not only a chance to relax, but also the opportunity to raid Jim’s bounty of First Class snacks.

We arrive within 40 minutes to Disney’s Saratoga Springs Resort, and there is no line at all at check-in!  The girls and I wander over to the High Rock Springs Pool while Jim heads for check-in, but he’s nearly done by the time we wander back over to him.  Guess what?  The room is already ready!!  Get the heck outta here!  That never happens to me!

Our room is in THE perfect location!  We are in the Springs section, and you literally just walk right into the first floor room off the parking lot.  It’s gotta be easily the most convenient room we’ve ever had.  I can almost see the Carriage House from here, and the gate to the pool is just across the street from the parking lot.  This is awesome!

There is just one thing….

The room is an accessible room, and my immediate thought is this perfect room isn’t really ours.  We are really in Congress Park, way in the back, where it will take an hour and a gallon of water to get me from our room to the main building.  I hesitantly ring the front desk, but I worry about karma, and if I’ve taken a room really meant for someone who needs the amenities here, I just know that not only will I be struck by lightening, but it will be just as they’ve loaded my treat bag from Mickey’s Not So Scary Halloween party with Clark bars, so I won’t even get to enjoy their crunchy peanut buttery goodness.  The double whammy, so to speak.

I call the front desk, and they immediately transfer me to the Room Assignment gods, who inform me that if the room had been needed by a guest, my butt would not be standing in it.

WHEW!  We get to stay in the cool room 🙂

It’s time to check my time, because I am meeting my Moms Panel Moms at Via Napoli for dinner.  Dinner?  Oh yeah – but wait, we haven’t even had breakfast yet!  No wonder I am slurring my words, broken out in a cold sweat, and panting like a starved dog!

Now where to go for lunch?

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