And I Would Drive 16349402234 Miles...

It started early Tuesday morning, May 29. And by early I mean that indecent time before 8 am. We finished the car load, picked up my grandmother, breakfasted, erranded, St. Louis'd, and drove.
And drove.
And drove
And drove.
Kentucky was lovely, but the Creation Museum was... meh. Another post, I suppose. We left Kentuck, drove to Georgia and stayed at the hotel of death. No really. It was one of those "Hey, we look posh and superior, but really, there are stains everywhere and peanut shells in the pull out bed. Also, you have to drive down this creepy little unused road to get here. TROLOL."
O.o
Pack the bags, kiddies, we're leaving!!
Friday has arrived
It's Florida day.

That, dears, is the short version of the traveling days of Elle & Co from May 29-June1. After we arrived to Florida, we picked up the rental car Mom and Jackob were to drive while they were off Disney property and then I proceeded to take the wrong turn out of the airport and wind up 20 minutes [thankfully that was all] away from the hotel. I had the Radisson in Celebration, not the Radisson in Kissimmee.

To Radisson
To Radisson
I'll drive the lonely roooaaddd...
To Radisson
To Radisson
My car still has a full load!!!

Now that the Great Mouse Detective reference is complete, we can continue our story.
Also, I apologize for randomness. It's been a long two weeks.

Saturday we attempted to find a beach and discovered a quaint little Scottish town along the way. I plan to revisit this place some day. It was lovely. Sunday we made a trip to a church and I think I'll be making that my new refreshing spot. It's a Baptist church, smaller than Calvary, but large enough to be somewhat lost in the crowd. I like that. Sunday night I met the roommates at the Rainforest Cafe and the times that ensued were awesome. We laughed, we fangirled... it moved me, Bob.

Now referenced: Disney, Veggietales, and scary movies.

Monday. Check in day. It was a bit nerve wracking; I didn't really know where I was going or what to do or who I needed to see. Somehow I made it through the check in process and the next thing involved hauling boxes and suitcases up to the third floor of building 25, apartment 302, of Chatham Square.
Welcome home, Elle.

I'm not allowed to say much more than this, really. Disney is well known for it's secrets and it's magic. Plus, if I say more, it ruins the fun for others. So I will end with this: Tuesday was a long wait and unforeseen awkward drug test; Wednesday was a VERY early VERY long class in which I was slightly bored, I must confess; and today, Thorsday, was breakfast with my Mom and brother and our friends Hatter, Alice, Mary, Pooh, and Tigger. Tomorrow starts training and while I'm excited about finally, trully starting, I am not looking forward to my 6 am start time.
You'd think I couldn't find anything to complain about. I mean, I'm working for Disney. I make kids dreams come true. But right now, I'm exhausted beyond comprehension and I'm trying to still find a way to be nice and tell you what I can without compromising my agreement. Plus I'm still working out kinks in... people.

Oh, one last thing. I'm not working on Pirates. However, I am working in Frontierland in Magic Kingdom. I'll find out more tomorrow, I hope. Maybe I'll be on the ferries for Tom Sawyer island. I'd like that.
Till next time.