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Planes, trains, and automobiles... but...

After a flight from Chicago to Charlotte,  a walk through an airport in a new city to a new terminal, a flight from NC to Orlando, and a ride from a very sweet roommate to our hotel... I finally made it to disney property!  It was a very long day of traveling that was physically and emotionally exhausting. It started with snow on the ground and below freezing temperatures and ended with palm trees and 60's. After getting to the airport the roommates met downtown Disney for dinner,  very relaxed and a good way to put faces to names after only talking via Facebook for a few months. 
Today,  Monday,  we officially checked in. That process started early this morning and seemed to go on forever. The rest of the week consists of Casting, Housing meeting (picture of my apartment below), and finally traditions where I will officially get my name tag and id!!
The past two days have been exhausting, and the week is far from over. The change was rough, and I'm not expecting to wake up and everything be perfect. Since CJ, change and I dont do well together. So, I'm taking my time adjusting, talking to friends and family almost all day long, and waiting for the day I start working. Yes, I just said that. The scheduled life will be very welcomed, it keeps me busy and from thinking too much about silly things.
Until next time... do something good for someone least expecting it...  and #doitforCJ.

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