Now I will try to catch up with my blog.
We left on Sunday, February 22. The temp outside the door was right at 0 (-17 C ). We walked to the nearby 10th Street Station for the Light Rail. Our wait was only 2 minutes. Then we rode the Green Line to the Downtown East station where we needed to transfer to the Blue Line. Our wait there was only 30 seconds. We were indeed lucky on a cold day.
The airport station is underground. From there we took an elevator up to the mezzanine level and walked about 50 feet to another elevator. Once we arrived there we walked about another 100 feet to the Blue Tram. This takes us to small check-in area that serves those arriving on the train. I was told that because I have Elite status with Delta that we could go through a special security line. That was accomplished quickly. Then we began the long, long trek to Gate G-19. Once in that neighborhood we sat down at a table for the Mini-Bar.
Here one orders using an I-Pod at the table. We got Diet Cokes and an order of French Fries.
On the day before we left I took my daughter for a haircut, but also surprise. I had booked a professional manicure for her.
Here's a picture of her purple nails -- purple being the only good color according to her -- along with the French Fries.
Once at the resort we checked in and then made dinner reservations for a couple of evenings. We then went to the Pepper Market for supper.
Within our room we found a Mickey towel.
My daughter had packed some pajamas in her backpack, so she was sound asleep. I just crashed out wearing my clothes on top of the bed and dealt with the reality of unpacking and getting organized the next morning.