Sir Monkeypants and I spent almost the whole ride down and back to Southern Ontario last week talking about going to DisneyWorld next spring. We’ve been hoping to make the trip in 2010 for a couple of years now, and we’ve been saving up, but it’s still going to be outrageously expensive.
Aside from the expense, though, we have some other major concerns, mainly, “What the hell is Captain Jelly Belly going to eat?” So we’re been planning already.
I realize it seems ridiculous that we are making plans for a trip that is at least a full year away. I tried to fight it for a while on the basis of its ridiculousness, but I’ve caved in. I’ve accepted the fact that we are not the kind of people who can just throw the kids in the car and take off for a week and wing it (and really, it’s more me than Sir Monkeypants). Rather, I can’t relax and feel comfortable unless I know as much as possible ahead of time — exactly where we will shop for groceries, what the name is of the guy who will give us keys to our rented condo, the hours on the parks, directions to the pool…every little thing.
So I’m planning, dammit, leave me alone.
Sir Monkeypants and I have already been talking about the food situation quite a bit, and we know that we will not be able to stay on the park as we will need to have a place with a kitchen (bonus: it’s cheaper to stay offsite, too). In addition, we use quite a few speciality food items for the Captain that we feel we really can’t live without, and so we were talking about having to take a box or maybe a suitcase with us that was filled to the brim with Rice Dream and Sunbutter and the one kind of bread — locally made, of course — that we know is safe for him.
Add to that a couple of suitcases with clothes, three car seats, a stroller, a box or bag full of diaper change stuff, and one backpack each with toys and activities, and we were looking at a LOT of luggage.
So about a month ago, Sir Monkeypants turns me and says — and I can’t believe I am even going to type this — “Hey, why don’t we DRIVE to DisneyWorld instead?”
Like any rational person, I said, “NO FREAKING WAY.”
But the more we talk about the trip, the more we are actually considering doing this crazy crazy thing. Every time I totally talk myself out of it, Sir Monkeypants will say something casual like, “If we drove, we could maybe stop at a couple of places along the way,” and next thing you know, we are hunched over Google Maps plotting a route that will include Gettysburg and Sesame World, and WHAMMO, I am back to thinking that the drive might not be a half-bad idea.
Maybe I need to keep reminding myself that it’s only a HALF-GOOD idea, too.
The drive would be around 23 hours of actual in-the-car time. We’ve discussed several alternative schedules for the drive but I think it would take us at least three days no matter what time of day we leave or how much we manage to push it each day. So three days, together, in the car.
Three days of threatening to turn the car around if people DON’T STOP WHINING. We may never make it, after all.
If we drive — IF — we will have the advantage of having a cheaper trip (no car rental at the other end, and gas and hotel expenditures would be about half the cost of flights). We’d be able to bring all the food we want to bring, as well as plenty of activities for the kids — luggage just would not be an issue.
There’s also no danger of not being able to get a van rental at the other end (“You know how to take the reservation, you just don’t know how to hold the reservation”), and also no danger of our luggage being lost. We’ve heard horror stories about this happening, and I must say, the very idea that something could go so horribly NOT according to plan — a plan a WHOLE YEAR in the making, remember — gives me hives.
Plus, Sir Monkeypants likes to point out that this will also establish a precedent for us as a driving family, so maybe in future years we could drive out to PEI or Alberta and everyone would know what to expect.
Still, did I mention THREE DAYS? In the car? And it’s not even the drive down that I’m afraid of. It’s the drive home…SHUDDER.
I’m sure we will spend the next six months, at least, debating this issue. I intend to do some research and find out if we can buy certain food products we’ll need in Orlando, and we’re going to do a full cost comparison of flying versus driving.
So there’s still time. Anyone who wants to knock some sense into us…do it now!