To Orlando

It is a long flight and it did feel like it. It was not without incident either. We had difficulty moving away from the stand as the tow hook from the tractor to the plane needed to be replaced. That meant a short delay of 30 minutes. The route was northerly taking us up through the Midlands and across the Celtic Sea, over Donegal and eventually crossing Labrador and the northern tip of the Appalachian Mountains. It was bumpy on several occasions. However I took the opportunity to write my blog and I was able to relish the pleasure of reading an English newspaper.
We had an headwind that kept on adding time to the journey. One of the passengers was 'poorly', required oxygen and she was superbly and competently dealt with by the crew. An announcement for a practicing nurse or doctor resulted in an injection being given. We wished the patient a speedy recovery and we were very grateful that we did not have to land anywhere except our destination.
In two hours time we should have landed and we did.

Orlando International Airport is much better than it used to be. We were last away from the plane, last through immigration where only a few of the staff are even close to 'smiley'. However no problems until...... The normal baggage collect was slow but our two cases came all the way from Alicante and found us. It was so easy being able to do that. Then, having collecting our cases they then go onto another transportation system while we take a shuttle. So far so good. Then this baggage collect could not move as it was full of uncollected cases and stopped. None of the staff would or were allowed to remove them and to restart the carousel. By this time I had dealt with the car hire and waited for Michelle to catch me up. She eventually arrived and retrieved the cases, but only after four burly traveller's remove some cases. It is stupid that the obvious is not allowed to happen!
Now off to Orange Lake Country Club where we met our four fellow runners/holiday makers/fun seekers and drinkers.