Ok, so I actually did most of the first day's TR while in transit ~ hope that makes up for some not so timely TRs in the past
I'll fill in a few spaces here and there, as well as the story cy1229 is already "privy" to...yes, I'll share. It's somewhat embarrassing but it really is good for a laugh.
Quick synopsis for those not starting at the very beginning...Figment and I arrived at our local airport and found our flight to be cancelled due to the plane never arriving in the originating city...sigh. Faced with a 12 hour wait until the rescheduled flight, we opted to take a motorcoach bus to Chicago where we could get on a slightly earlier flight. It wasn't a bad ride, a little foggy here and there, five stops between South Bend and Chicago, a little hostility from a lady a few seats behind us when the bus driver insisted she pay or show her ticket, and one exciting trip to the bathroom for me.
Figment is always cold, but radiates heat like a furnace. The bus wasn't full so I had sat a seat ahead and opposite from her with the intention of moving if the bus filled up. The lady behind us struck up a conversation with Figment and kept her quite occupied for the first 45 minutes or so of the trip. I did check in occasionally but was fairly naughty and let her fend for herself ~ this lady could
talk! Anyhow, that died off after the lady had to take a work phone call. I think I heard a little sigh of relief from Figment when the phone rang. At the second stop, that lady went back to use the bathroom in the bus. I had to go so I asked if it was clean. She said it was and they even had hand sanitizer so I figured I'd take the chance and headed back. Picture if you will a port-o-potty on wheels. And a hand sanitizer dispenser mounted on the wall. Those were the facilities.
Well, I had no more than got perched (yes, this toilet seat was high enough my tippy toes just barely touched the floor) when the bus lurched out from the stop. Needless to say, I had not been expecting that!

I could hear sloshing liquid below me and I really didn't know how far down it was so I was a bit freaked out about that. We hit a huge bump and the toilet seat lid whacked down on the back of my shirt

I still had to go but I just couldn't with the sloshing, holding the lid back with one hand, not sure what the other hand was doing but it was likely freaking out just like me, and it took all I could do to just get down off the potty with the curves and bumps and lurching. I was a little more relaxed once I could see that the liquid level was much lower than it had sounded while I was on it ~ and the lid itself looked clean...ish. I got back to my seat and Figment must have seen the horror in my eyes because she asked what had happened. I'm not ashamed to say it took me a few minutes to find my words

She had said she had just thought about working her way back to use the restroom herself after I was done when we had lurched out of that last stop. She wisely opted to wait until we got to the airport after hearing my story!
We got to O'Hare safely and they wouldn't gate check our check through luggage since we already had been given boarding passes for a later flight out of a different airport. Luckily a roaming gate agent took pity on me and helped me get up to the counter fairly quickly and assisted us with our luggage. We ended up getting through security and had about an hour before our flight during which we split a really expensive sandwich. I'm not a coffee drinker so I really don't have background info on Starbucks, but I can heartily recommend the location in Cincinnati by whichever gate we were flying out of. They were incredibly busy and very kind when I inquired about purchasing 2 glasses of ice water. They told me there was no charge and gave me two large glasses. They were equally nice when I went back for a refill before boarding the plane as we had been told there would be no beverage service on the short hop.
There was a creepy guy seated in our row across from me who had that wide-eyed glare-y stare and a leg that bounced and bounced. The plane was not full at all so I was able to slide back one row shortly after we hit altitude. He still stared, but at least I wasn't in the direct sight line anymore, and he didn't seem interested in starting at Figment so I didn't feel badly about leaving her there...plus that whole radiating heat thing
There was a family of three headed to some tropical location, I forget which now, that had some sort of connection to the flight attendants. He bore just a very slight, passing resemblance to Kenny Rogers and that obviously was some sort of joke they had. They kept his wife and him supplied with special "coffees" from before we left the ground until we landed. I'm impressed he was still upright by the end of the flight!
I kept my eyes peeled as we neared Orlando to see if I could see any of WDW from the air. I did spot the Orlando Eye, and although it was pretty cloudy, I'm pretty sure I saw Spaceship Earth, or something very similar in size in a blueish light.
On the airport monorail ~ hooray
We got to the ME just a few minutes before the bus arrived and were directed to the very first seats on the bus once they saw Figment wasn't moving very well. Much nicer than a few years back when she had to struggle all the way to the back of the bus after the families all but trampled us as they got on the bus. There was a driver that serenaded us with different songs, most not Disney, but it was still very nice and he obviously was enjoying his evening. I gave him a Mickey penny as we were leaving ~ I actually had to hop off the bus quick as he wasn't going to be our driver!
We got to Pop Century a little after 7:30 and I was still rolling the idea of getting to MK around in my head when I found out our accommodations weren't as I had requested. Figment is no longer able to get into and out of or even use a tub shower safely so when we travel I always be sure to get a room with a shower stall, or an accessible shower. When I first made the reservations, they assured me that we had a room with an accessible shower and two beds. (Most accessible rooms have a King bed). When I checked the reservations online I had noticed the alphabet soup after our reservation number had one letter I couldn't figure out what it meant ~ a "K" ~ so I had called and sure enough, the room had a King bed. I explained once again we really needed two beds and after being placed on hold a few times, I was assured that the reservation had been fixed to include 2 beds with the accessible shower. Sadly they either didn't fix it, or it became un-fixed in that last few weeks before our arrival. I will give the front desk cast member and also the CM in the back of the house that was doing more of the heavy calling their props, they checked everywhere on property. After a little over an hour, I finally said I needed to go get something to drink, and they told me to go ahead and have a seat, they would keep checking and get back with us. I went ahead and got our refillable mugs, after checking that they would work at any resorts if we had to transfer, and sat and chilled. Figment was a bit more restless and pacing back and forth in the lobby in her banged up ECV. They came out awhile later, and this was the first I met the CM that had been working behind the scenes and apologized up and down that they were not able to offer a solution that evening. She told me that she would leave a note for the morning staff and her supervisor would also keep working on finding us a room. Visions of sponge baths, or 8 tormenting nights in a shared bed danced through my head, the other option they considered was a roll away bed in with the king size bed ~ have you seen the size of the value rooms?! ~ still not sure how that would have worked ~ but I was determined we would have a good trip, even if it wasn't starting off very promisingly.
We got into the regular room we were given and fell into bed a little after 11:30...and yes, I took a shower after a long day of travel and goodness only knows what germs I had been in contact with over the course of the day!
Lucky money count ~ 2 pennies
Plan ~ EPCOT
Actual ~ none

Temperature ~ high of 66 (not while we were in Florida to enjoy it, but that was the reported high that day anyhow), low of 61 and humidity of 89%
Four Keys cards filled out ~ 2 (one each for CM assisting us at the hotel)