Sunday 12th August 2007 Ok so now the wait is finally over. It still hasn’t sunk in that we are going because I still have to make sure we have everything packed, that all the lights are off, next door have the key to feed the cats, I have the tickets and passports…….no wonder I can’t get into the holiday spirit. This holiday has been booked since the beginning of March 2006 and the planning has taken since then to organise. I know the itinerary for our holiday inside out and back to front so don’t really need to go as I’ve lived it and relived it in my head and on spreadsheets, word documents and powerpoint presentations for the last 18 months!!! Anyway everything finally checked we say goodbye to Twinkle, Spud and Billy (the cats) and my sister and her husband are at the door to pick us up at 8.30am. We live in Cornwall and have to cross a car ferry to get to Devon and the rest of the country and it’s not until we are finally ‘at sea’ that my emotions finally get the better of me!!! The journey across the River Tamar actually only lasts 7 minutes so it’s not long before I start to feel sick with nerves again. We park the car at Bretonside Bus Station and see a rather long queue of people waiting for the Heathrow bus. We wait for what seems like forever in the line choking on other peoples cigarette smoke watching the 2 drivers shaking their heads and rubbing their chins. It transpires that far more people have turned up for the journey than they had expected. No **** Sherlock. The coach was already half full when it arrived from further down in Cornwall. I had already primed the kids while we were in the car that as soon as they started letting people on they were to push their way to the front while I got the cases loaded. This was one of my concerns about travelling alone with 2 kids but they have their Mother’s determination and selfishness and managed to grab 3 seats at the back of the coach. The kids were quite useful in this respect later on in the holiday! Cases safely on, we waved an emotional goodbye (see a pattern forming here?) to my sister and BIL and the 20 or so people who didn’t have children with them to elbow there way on! Finally on our way I started to relax. I got my Harry Potter book out while the kids emptied the contents of their goody bags out and we started eating sweets. HP lasted for about 30 seconds because I was starting to get so excited I couldn’t concentrate!!!!! Out came the phone to text everyone on our progress. Lots of Dibbers were enlightened with my tales of National Express cock ups and I was inundated with messages of excitement about finally being on our way. Other than the kids laughing and making a lot of excited noise for the whole journey and DS(Jack) finding a raisin in his ham roll which they both thought was hilarious the rest of the journey was boring and uneventful. We pulled into Heathrow airport earlier than expected and got straight onto our transfer bus to Gatwick. Well as ‘straight on’ as you can get with 3 cases as I’d told the kids to run on head and get seats again!!! Anyway our luggage was soon loaded and we sat cuddled together at the back of the bus getting more and more excited. It finally hit me on our approach to Gatwick and I saw my first Virgin plane. We’re going to Disney!!!!! DS had a huge spot on his chin which I just couldn’t wait to squeeze so as we were on our own at the back of the coach I got him in a headlock and promise him I’d buy him something at the airport if he’d let me get it!! Little did he realise that I’d only meant his tea!!!! The coach pulled up outside South Terminal earlier than we had expected so when we got to check in for the Twilight service it was really quiet. The seats I had reserved that morning were no longer available as the plane we were flying on had changed but we were soon issued with boarding passes and seats 37ABC were allocated.