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The sad day finally dawned for us to repair to damp and dreary London after what turned out to be the holiday of a lifetime in Orlando - we managed to cram in just about every experience, including a quite perfect day at Discovery Cove to swim with dolphins (a lifetime ambition for me). As I said in my outbound TR, having had such a brilliant flight to MCO in spite of normally being an anxious flyer, I had had a whole holiday without a moment's anxiety about flying home, and this was a huge breakthrough. I managed to do online check-in the night before using the Virgin iPhone app (while waiting for the Blue Man show to start at Universal!), though no seats were available to pre-select. The email confirmation that followed showed we'd been allocated seats 32 D, E, F and G, from which I inferred that we were on a LHR config plane. We were very pleased as we knew this was a chance to experience the purple seats, and the oft-touted wonders of VPort!
We did bag drop at Downtown Disney at 9am the morning of the flight, and it was no problem at all - there was no queue, and the VS staff were all very friendly. We obtained boarding passes, then my husband took the children off to Typhoon Lagoon while I traipsed all over Downtown Disney, picking up last-minute souvenirs and gifts, and trying out Disney Quest. My husband picked me up outside Planet Hollywood at 2.30pm and we headed for MCO and dropped the hire car back to Alamo. We sat around the main terminal for a bit, got some magazines and a coffee, and joined the huge srum at Security around 4pm. It took about half an hour to emerge and take the shuttle over to Gate 81, where we found Tubular Belle waiting. Interestingly, Ruby Tuesday was stood at the next gate for the MAN passengers, and we could see the new livery against the old - the difference was very marked under the Florida sun, and the new livery is very striking. Boarding started a bit late at 5.30pm for a scheduled 6.05pm departure, and the gate staff weren't the best at sorting out priority boarding categories. But once on, we liked the purple seats and we had a bulkhead row with lots of legroom, so that was great. I sat down with the VPort magazine and was so pleased to see the new Harry Potter film and The King's Speech in the list of films, as I'd seen neither and really wanted to! My children were similarly taken with the children's selection of films and programmes, and we looked forward to IFE start time (you can guess what's coming, can't you?).
We finally took off with a full plane at about 7pm, and were advised of a flight time of 7.5 hours. It was the usual takeoff with engine power drop and falling sensation shortly after takeoff, so I started feeling uneasy. The IFE was switched on, and we sat through endless Virgin ads before trying to select films, only to get more Virgin ads. The FSM made an apologetic announcement 30 minutes later to say that the IFE hadn't worked at all on the outbound flight but they'd thought engineers had repaired it at MCO, and having spoken to groundstaff, the only suggestion was to turn it off for an hour, then try it again.

The IFE went off, and seatbelt signs went back on for the beginning of some turbulence. The Cabin crew started serving the meals, and at this point the mild bumpiness turned into a full-on turbulence extravaganza. After a while the cabin crew were also told to strap in, and the meal service ceased while we bounced wildly up the Eastern seaboard of the USA. I'm not a terribly experienced flyer but I found it terrifying: a few people were screaming at various points, and anyone who had acquired a wineglass seemed to have it broken. The FSM eventually made an announcement to say he'd spoken to the Captain and he expected to be through the worst of it in 15 minutes.....it was the longest 15 minutes of my life, and I vowed never to set foot on a plane again if we survived it!

Eventually the crew were allowed up (we weren't) and a slightly burnt meal arrived which I couldn't eat at all due to adrenalin overload. The children weren't too keen on their US-style macaroni cheese (with shiny orange cheese) but my husband enjoyed the chicken. We both threw the after dinner brandy straight down our throats when it appeared. The IFE was restarted and again it did nothing, although the SkyMap was working, so I glued myself to that for the next 5 hours. The turbulence lasted right up until halfway over the Atlantic, and we overheard the cabin crew saying, "You have GOT to be kidding!" on about the seventh reinstigation of the seatbelt signs of the night. The flight passed by very, very slowly with no IFE (bar my 6-year-old son's absolutely endless questions), and none of us managed to sleep properly due to the bouncy conditions. It was a deeply miserable experience.
Eventually the turbulence calmed as we neared the coast of Ireland, and dawn was sighted, which brought the disturbing offerings of the breakfast run......muffin TOPS?

What happened to the rest of the muffin? My husband had a go at the ham and cheese roll and said it tasted more like cardboard than cardboard does, so the rest of us gave it a miss. We had been due to land at 6.50am but spent ages circling Gatwick, then finally made a smooth landing at about 7.20am. The Captain made an announcement and said he was sorry for the very turbulent flight, but in spite of changing altitudes etc there had been no way around it.
We were completely wiped and starving, so after being warmly welcomed back into the UK by UK Borders (just kidding! They were really miserable) we took the shuttle over to the North Terminal for breakfast. And despite my vows in the middle of the worst turbulence, I started sketching out a plan for our next trip to Orlando with my husband and children over tea and toast there and then! But please, experienced V Flyers, assure me that severe turbulence is rare!