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Jan. 1st, 2023 11:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
walkitoutWe were supposed to fly home today, but as we were awakening to pack up to head to the airport, we realized our flight had been canceled and reschedule to tomorrow, at 6 am, and now had a change in EWR (Newark). *sigh*
I really didn’t know what to do. Should I contact JetBlue and try for some better accommodation? I mean, a full date change didn’t sound good! Instead, I got breakfast, and asked the concierge lounge attendant to find out if our rooms could be extended a night. They could not. I thanked, tipped because departure, and then went back to figure out next steps.
I called R.’s uncle, who currently owns two homes in Lady Lake. I let it ring 3 times, and then gave up.
I called R.’s mom, who owns one home in Lady Lake, but who might or might not be home, because she spent the holidays with family north. Turns out she had returned home Wednesday! Yay! She decided to go buy rotisserie chicken and similar at BJ’s. She has one spare bedroom, so I said I’d find another hotel room, since beyond that it would be sleeping on the floor.
As I looked at the flights and thought about the distance between Lady Lake and Orlando Airport, I was like, yeah, no. I tried for the in-airport Hyatt; no availability. So I picked the Marriott two and a half miles north, on the theory that bog-standard marriotts usually have a decent restaurant / bar in them (unlike, say, a Residence Inn). Breakfast wasn’t going to happen, but dinner was still an interesting and open question.
We finished packing up, checked out, drove to Lady Lake and greeted MIL, who had acquired not 1, but 3 rotisserie chickens, sweet potato fry bags and berries. She’s on some kind of antioxidant diet, which is fine by me. I had the rest of my groceries, so after asking permission to make myself at home in her kitchen, I cut the frozen ends off the last romaine heart and made a salad with that, the rest of the Harry & David nuts, some carrots, green apples, mandarins. I made a salad dressing with packets of yellow mustard, hellman’s mayo and juice squeezed from the mandarins (I had already done this so I knew it worked pretty well). MIL eventually supplemented this with some baby spinach which was also good. I cut most of the rest of the fruit up and the carrots and made a platter of raw fruit and veg. Between the chicken, the sweet potato fries, the mixed berries, and the salad, we all had a lovely lunch, including R.’s uncle, who showed up to let T. drive his golf cart. We all trooped over to see the new house, then returned, and headed back to Orlando mid-afternoon after helping clean up. MIL was happy and energetic, but was getting tired. She was a truly amazing hostess, very gracious in the face of an abrupt request. We had a lovely day.
Dinner was at the Crimson Tavern at the Marriott, where the food and bar were both excellent and the service was friendly and also excellent. Then we went to bed early, because we had to be up even earlier.
I really didn’t know what to do. Should I contact JetBlue and try for some better accommodation? I mean, a full date change didn’t sound good! Instead, I got breakfast, and asked the concierge lounge attendant to find out if our rooms could be extended a night. They could not. I thanked, tipped because departure, and then went back to figure out next steps.
I called R.’s uncle, who currently owns two homes in Lady Lake. I let it ring 3 times, and then gave up.
I called R.’s mom, who owns one home in Lady Lake, but who might or might not be home, because she spent the holidays with family north. Turns out she had returned home Wednesday! Yay! She decided to go buy rotisserie chicken and similar at BJ’s. She has one spare bedroom, so I said I’d find another hotel room, since beyond that it would be sleeping on the floor.
As I looked at the flights and thought about the distance between Lady Lake and Orlando Airport, I was like, yeah, no. I tried for the in-airport Hyatt; no availability. So I picked the Marriott two and a half miles north, on the theory that bog-standard marriotts usually have a decent restaurant / bar in them (unlike, say, a Residence Inn). Breakfast wasn’t going to happen, but dinner was still an interesting and open question.
We finished packing up, checked out, drove to Lady Lake and greeted MIL, who had acquired not 1, but 3 rotisserie chickens, sweet potato fry bags and berries. She’s on some kind of antioxidant diet, which is fine by me. I had the rest of my groceries, so after asking permission to make myself at home in her kitchen, I cut the frozen ends off the last romaine heart and made a salad with that, the rest of the Harry & David nuts, some carrots, green apples, mandarins. I made a salad dressing with packets of yellow mustard, hellman’s mayo and juice squeezed from the mandarins (I had already done this so I knew it worked pretty well). MIL eventually supplemented this with some baby spinach which was also good. I cut most of the rest of the fruit up and the carrots and made a platter of raw fruit and veg. Between the chicken, the sweet potato fries, the mixed berries, and the salad, we all had a lovely lunch, including R.’s uncle, who showed up to let T. drive his golf cart. We all trooped over to see the new house, then returned, and headed back to Orlando mid-afternoon after helping clean up. MIL was happy and energetic, but was getting tired. She was a truly amazing hostess, very gracious in the face of an abrupt request. We had a lovely day.
Dinner was at the Crimson Tavern at the Marriott, where the food and bar were both excellent and the service was friendly and also excellent. Then we went to bed early, because we had to be up even earlier.