Trapped in The Happiest Place on Earth

Two

"M-I-C-K-E-Y M-O-U-S-E" My brother's Mickey alarm clock goes off singing before mine does and I awake screaming "Turn it off!" The sun isn't out by any means, so I lean over to turn on the light and change into my special airport-attire. My thick brown hair is swept off into a fishtail braid and I wear a flaring cream colored skirt that that is just above my knees, a lavender top that goes off one shoulder and is abnormally flowy. I twirl to make sure my skirt does not come up too far, and also for the fun of it. 5:4O AM my clock reads. I am almost never awake this early as I am homeschooled (how else would I go to Disney for so long in the school year?) and usually only wake at 8. I yawn and go downstairs for coffee. When I reach our fabulous Ratatouille kitchen I watch in horror as Eric takes the last sip of black coffee from my Mickey mug. I watch him as he drops the mug onto the counter and his eyes dilate.

"Mom!" I scream. Eric is literally shaking, and I now realize why they don't allow kids to drink coffee. My mom rushes down the stairs and looks at the mug rolling on the counter and my brother's shaking body, which looks like a bomb that is about to go off.

"Eric…" My mom says gently.

His hands fly up as if he's being accused by the police. "Ijustwantedtotasteit!" He screams in one big mouth full. He makes a beeline out of the house and runs around the front yard screaming. "I'mgoingtoDisneyWorldI'mgoingtoDisneyWorld!" My father tells him to be quiet, but it's no use because Eric is screaming too loud to even hear him. My mother and I exchange glances and I make a sound that relates to a whimper.

"Would this be a bad time to tell you that he's sitting next to you on the flight?" My mom asks.

I stare at her hardly able to blink. Eventually she walks away and I hunch my shoulders and think to myself Why me? I walk to the counter and pick up my mug. My poor poor coffee is now going through my brother as if he had 5 Mickey ice cream bars. I look at the coffee pot desperately in hopes of more sweet smelling coffee being there, but it's empty. That figures.

Big ben goes off to announce that it is now 6 o'clock.

"Come on everyone, Mickey's waiting for us!" My mom says happily. I drop my empty mug into the sink and kiss my Disney wanna-be-home goodbye as we load into the car and ride towards the airport.

On the flight to Orlando we have one stop to the Cincinnati airport, which isn't even in Cincinnati, it's in northern Kentucky, and then we're back on track for Florida. I listen to The Script on my iPod touch and write in one of my many journals, while my brother continues to jump up and down in his seat. My parents sit happily behind us and a young couple in front. I feel kind of bad for them because I know Eric has kicked the guy's chair at least a couple of times now. Thankfully they're very nice and haven't complained. In fact, they look really happy up there. I lean forward in my seat and notice the girl has a Disney 2011 T-shirt on. Of course. Who wouldn't be happy on the way to The Happiest Place on Earth?

I try to settle Eric down by giving him my iPod with Angry Birds on the screen, but all this does is make him more hyper. When we reach Florida it is sunny and through the airplane's windows I can tell it is very hot, but don't worry; it'll rain later like always does in Florida.

When my family is all off the plane we walk past the shops and take a tram to the other side of the airport. Since Disney takes care of our luggage for us, we don't stop at the baggage claim, and instead follow the lead of my brother who has already memorized the layout of this airport. We stop when we see the sign that says Disney's Magical Express. Magical indeed; the smell of wet carpet and the sound of screaming kids is very "magical". There are several "Magical buses", but we take the bus that leads to the Port Orleans Riverside Resort. The bus makes two stops at the Yacht and Beach Club Resorts before it reaches Port Orleans. We've never stayed here before, which is amazing because I've been to about every other resort on site.