February 26, 2015
The weather was really terrible when we woke up and got ready to leave Colorado. We had the snowiest February on record this year, so it was no surprise that this was the sight that greeted us outside.
Tracy and I decided to take the bus down to the airport rather than paying for parking. It was freezing waiting outside because we really didn’t want to pack heavy jackets that we wouldn’t need once we had left this wintry weather behind us. We were very excited when the bus pulled up and we were able to retreat into the heat.
According to the schedule, we could technically have taken a later bus and still arrived with time to get to our gate, but traffic was horrendous with the bad weather. In the end, we were really glad we hadn’t chanced it, and we got to DEN with plenty of time to check our bags, grab breakfast, get through security, and make it to our gate.
I usually hate early morning flights, but one major benefit is that the plane has usually arrived the night before, meaning the chance of delays is much slimmer.
As you can see, the weather in Denver was much less treacherous than that in Boulder—though I think the storm rolled ended up rolling in not too long after our flight took off, so we lucked out. As we waited in the terminal to board, Tracy charged up her phone so that she would have plenty of battery life for the long journey ahead.
Here was the aforementioned breakfast we had grabbed at Einstein Bros.
The tarmac was a little snowy, but it seemed like everything was progressing normally.
There was a bird in the terminal who was making lots of noise as we waited. I think he was glad to be indoors.
We were invited to board right on time, and we have basically gotten the Southwest process down to a tee at this point, so we had no problem getting decent seats together.
Honestly, I don’t remember much of the flight because I think we both slept for at least the first half. We had loaded a Disney movie on my computer right before we left, but I hadn’t gone into iTunes to authorize it on my account while I had WiFi, so we couldn’t get it to load. I think we just watched some in-flight TV rather than fretting too much, however.
In what seemed like very little time, we had started our descent into the Orlando area. We were soon on the ground in MCO, and we could immediately feel the humidity as we walked along the jetway into the terminal.
Something about this airport just feels so jolly, but I assume that’s just because it’s associated with all the good memories of Walt Disney World.
Our first “ride” of the trip would be the infamous fake-orail.
And we’re off!