So... I'm going to Walt Disney World Resort today at 12pm ET. I haven't been on an airplane in longer than I can remember. We're talking somewhere in the mid 90s. Long before airport security through obscurity. So, now that it's time to go I'm getting skeered. It wouldn't even phase me if I was going with someone but I'm going by myself. I'm mostly skeered of the baggage part (I have a 12x12x24 bag and a laptop case) and the swapping planes part. I've never been on a real jet before, just crickets that hop from one piddly dink airport to the next.