As time approached for our annual pilgrimage to Mickey World, we kept a close eye on the forecast. The weekend before our planned departure we were hit with a foot of snow, very uncommon for Central Virginia, and they were calling for more. The question was, when?
Our flight out of Richmond was scheduled for 7AM. Earlier in the week, the meteorologists, with all their advanced scientific modeling, showed us on the rain snow line, more toward the rain side. There was hope.
As we got into the end of the week (a week where I was in St Louis Tuesday through Thursday, trying to make sure I got home as they too were looking at a winter storm, hitting late Thursday) we knew it would all come down to timing. If it was rain until Saturday morning, we would be in good shape.
I went to work on Friday morning and saw a couple of flurries. Flurries turned into a steady snow. And it kept coming. By midday daycare closed and I worked from home with one eye on the weather map, the other on the flight cancellations. Around 3:00 it came, our flight was cancelled.
As I saw it, we had a couple of choices. We could wait it out- the foot of snow had crippled the airport the week before but they had been back up to speed the following day, at least 80%, so that would likely only cause us to lose a day. Or, we could head to another airport- Airtran would swap it out without any cost to us, but the question was how would we get there and how far would we need to go.
I decided losing a day was not preferred since this year, unlike the past two, we had purchased tickets for all 7 days. So I started looking South. It appeared that if we headed SouthEast, toward Norfolk or Newport News, we would likely not escape the breadth of the storm. So I looked at Raleigh, North Carolina and started lining up our plan.
First was a car. We wanted to keep our flight back into Richmond and leave our car there so we rented a car from the Richmond airport to drive down to Raleigh- not the cheapest way to go but added convenience since driving 3 hours home after an exhausting week in Florida sounds more like torture then savings.
Next was flights. Airtran, as I mentioned, swapped out our cancelled flight with a new one at no charge. The catches were that the flight was in Raleigh and connected through Atlanta. Oh, and it was at 6 AM. An airport we are unfamiliar with that early in the morning is enough to make you nervous
Finally, accommodations fro the night. I searched hotels near the airport and the selection came down to the one with the best shuttle schedule. My plan was to return the car that night and use the shuttle to the airport to save time. The nicer looking hotel had shuttle service starting at 5AM- the one we chose had 24 our service (although somehow the 24 hour service was described as starting at 4- guess the clock has to start somewhere).
Plan in Action:
Once Jen got home, we packed in about 30 minutes. Not ideal but we were worried that the weather would turn for the worse. We wanted to get on the road. By 7 we were at the airport picking up the rental. We stopped for something to eat and traveled in a steady, even heavy at times, rain the entire way. We arrived in Raleigh around 10:30. Once checked in and unloaded, I returned the car to Hertz and caught the hotel shuttle back. It was Midnight before we got to bed. The alarm was set to 3:30.
With about 3 hours of sleep (the half awake kind of night hoping you don’t sleep through the alarm and miss the flight isn’t very helpful), we got to the airport, had some breakfast and made it into the air. I had purposely not set us up to take the shortest layover anticipating the weather may delay us at some point but as it worked out, we were actually early into Atlanta.
The layover wasn’t bad and at least the weather seemed to be cooperating. We thought about switching our flight up but figured that would only cause our bags to get lost, why mess with it when all seemed to be going well. And as it worked out, we made it to Orlando about an hour after our original direct flight would have gotten us there.
So, through perseverance and dedication, and a little luck, we made it to Disney. The boys really learned a lesson in Adapt, Improvise and Overcome. They recognized the effort, sacrifice and lack of sleep (they did not want to get up that early but did so pretty well) that it took to make our vacation start on time. The appreciated the effort. And I believe they learned something from it. That is more valuable than the money we avoided losing in missed time at Disney. That is a lesson that will payoff for a lifetime.
More to come on our vacation thus far- still catching up on some sleep.