An Atypical East Coast USA Trip: Actually Going to Theme Parks

Pangxi couldn't stay calm again. Having just traveled around the West Coast at the beginning of the year, she started planning another trip mid-year, from Europe to Hokkaido, but finally settled on the East Coast. Don't ask Pangxi why... If you really must know, it's because the round-trip airfare was too cheap. How cheap? I'll explain slowly later, but in the end, Pangxi ended up tweaking it for comfort, hehe.

The road trip out West was still fresh in my mind, but my former boss told me that driving on the East Coast isn't as convenient as the West. Plus, after getting rear-ended and having the police flash their lights on me out West, I had some reservations. While planning, I started thinking about not driving or minimizing it. After going back and forth, when it came time to pay, Pangxi booked a Ctrip package: 3 nights in New York + 2 nights in Orlando + 3 nights in Miami. Once Pangxi paid, she started researching what to do, how to play, and where to rent a car. She even thought about using her annual pass from the US national parks to visit one. Then her heartless friend told her that Miami wasn't fun and recommended Key West instead. So Pangxi got anxious, contacted Ctrip to hold off on issuing the Miami-to-New York flight ticket... But... but Ctrip quietly canceled Pangxi's ticket, and Pangxi was dumbfounded. How do I adjust my itinerary? How do I get back to New York to catch my flight home? It was a real headache. In the end, Pangxi toughened up: forget the national parks, forget Key West. I'll just stay at Disney World and not move, hmph!

And so, Pangxi quietly bought a flight from Orlando back to New York, connecting directly to the return flight. When booking, she hadn't even heard of the airline; she just knew it was a budget carrier, but it turned out to have pleasant surprises later.

Since she was going to Orlando anyway, Pangxi, who had sworn to visit every Universal Studios park, naturally didn't want to miss Universal Orlando. But something in her brain wasn't working right, and she ended up booking a 6-night, 5-day Disney hotel package on the official Disney website, along with 3-day, 1-park-per-day tickets. The extra time was meant for Universal, but Pangxi's laziness once again constrained the itinerary.

Everything was set, with over a month until departure. Pangxi completely ignored the upcoming October holiday and started quietly researching European trips. Huh... Her parents asked: "You haven't even gone to the US yet, why are you already researching Europe?" She said: "I'll just go wherever I want in the US. Now I need to plan next year's Europe trip." Heaven knows how many times Pangxi had mentioned Europe. She spent a month putting together a Europe itinerary, but when she could actually go was still unknown. At that point, Pangxi kind of admired herself, haha!

And then, everyone knows about the pandemic. Pangxi's Europe trip was completely scrapped. No one knows when it'll be possible again... Wuwu!

Last time when she went to the West Coast, she transferred in Beijing. There were plenty of direct flights from Shanghai, but she stubbornly chose a connecting flight to save money. But every time she impulsively bought a cheap connecting flight ticket, Pangxi started anxiously hunting for business class discounts. Her persistence paid off: three weeks before departure, Air China's business class fare dropped from 25,000 to 15,000 (excluding tax). How could Pangxi not be tempted? It was even cheaper than the last West Coast ticket. But of course, that meant Pangxi's ticket price jumped from 3,900 (including tax) to a staggering 19,000 (including tax and change fees). If that's the case, why not just fly direct? But thinking about being able to lie flat, it was still worth it.

On September 27, Pangxi and her parents each set off with just a backpack. Wait... why backpacks? It turns out Pangxi saw that domestic checked baggage fees in the US were a bit high and didn't want to deal with checking luggage. But reality taught her a lesson — you can bring carry-on luggage, but only if you buy a more expensive ticket that allows early boarding. Otherwise, if there's no room in the overhead bins, your bag will be forcibly gate-checked, and whether you have to pay is anyone's guess!

Off we go! Boarding the two-cabin special shuttle for Air China, we headed smoothly to Hongqiao Airport. Ding, ding, ding — here's the key point. Why transfer? This is the important reason: you can depart from Hongqiao and return to Hongqiao, avoiding the long trip to Pudong Airport. Definitely a perk.

That day, the weather in Shanghai was lovely.

Boarding the plane, passing through the old 777's first class. The new 777s Air China has delivered don't have first class anymore, so Pangxi actually prefers the layout of the old 777. Three-class configuration, with economy class in 3-3-3 seating, much roomier than the new planes, though a bit dated.

Air China's business class has the same layout everywhere, except the A350 uses a 1-2-1 reverse herringbone. Personally, Pangxi prefers the cabin layout of the A350, which is why she chose it for the return flight.

Since the Civil Aviation Administration revised safety rules, it's probably impossible to get hot meals on the Shanghai-Beijing route. At the beginning of the year, I was complaining about the meals on Air China's Shanghai-Beijing route; now I realize that was practically the豪华配置 of domestic airline catering!

For the second time transferring in Beijing, I once again found the convenience of Beijing transfers. Even though you still have to take the shuttle train, it feels more convenient overall than Baiyun Airport. But the Beijing sky... even early in the morning, you can't even see the sun's face.

If you come down via the jet bridge, you'll probably have to walk a bit, but the signs are very clear.

Just follow the signs all the way, hop on the shuttle train, and exit right into customs and security.

Have lunch, then take your time to board the flight to New York.

Not long after boarding, meals were served. Not bad, but I had just eaten and wasn't hungry yet.

Pangxi also made herself a concoction of soda + coffee + ice cream. It looked a bit ugly, but it was still tasty. Later on the return flight, she asked the flight attendant for the same combination, but... it never appeared in over ten hours. A little sad.

The plane flew on and reached the sky above the Arctic Ocean. Every time I see a sunrise from the plane, I get a little excited.

After the sun came out, Pangxi could see ice floes on the Arctic Ocean, which also made her a little excited.

Light meal before landing. Surprisingly, the salad had foie gras. Touched? Happy? But Pangxi doesn't like it, so she wasted several pieces.

Ah, finally over New York. The plane passed over the bustling Manhattan island, then over Long Island by the Atlantic. Along the way, the crystal blue of New York seemed incredibly clear.

The plane landed in New York. Next to Air China's plane was Lufthansa's big jumbo; of course, I had to snap a photo of it.

It's easy to find the Airtrain following the signs. At the Airtrain station, you'll see three lines: one to Jamaica Station, one to Howard Beach Station—these two share a track—and the other track runs between the airport terminals. Pangxi rode that one on the way back, from Terminal 5 to Terminal 1, haha, seeing various airlines' bases and planes along the way.

When we got to the Airtrain, a train to Jamaica Station had just left, so we waited for the next one to Howard Beach. Either way, we could take the subway to our hotel in Manhattan.

Once on the Airtrain, we realized it was driverless. And you don't need to buy a ticket before boarding the Airtrain; if you're heading to the rental car area, it seems to be free. But if you want to take the subway, the ticket machine bundles the Airtrain fare with the subway fare. So from Howard Beach Station, we bought a MetroCard for $1 card fee plus $7.75 per person.

Here I want to complain about the New York subway. It's incredibly unreliable. We were waiting for the 1 train, but due to some investigation, it wasted a whole hour. Eventually, somehow they directed an incoming train from the opposite platform to empty out and turn around to pick up our packed crowd heading toward Manhattan. Then that train became an express skipping stops, which made Pangxi a bit worried; the manual announcements were completely inaudible!

That train probably skipped the station closest to our hotel and directly arrived at Fulton Street. After exiting, we stumbled upon this street view by chance.

I didn't dare take a photo in the middle of the road, so I just shyly snapped a not-so-beautiful shot.

Then my mom was captivated by various buildings along the way and even spotted Trinity Church, which became our landmark for finding the hotel later.

Finally, carrying our backpacks and taking in the sights, we meandered to the hotel — Holiday Inn in the Financial District, touted as the tallest Holiday Inn. The room was incredibly small.

But the window had a sea view, though partially blocked...

The hotel was very close to the World Trade Center. After a quick rest, with no jet lag whatsoever, we strolled toward the WTC area, saw the new WTC building, and of course, Ground Zero.

From Ground Zero, it was easy to see the little blue bottle (Blue Bottle Coffee), but considering it was almost evening and we needed to sleep well, we decided to leave it for another time. But that "another time" never came before we left New York. So during travels, if you see something, just go for it; don't wait for a "next time."

Of course, we didn't miss Lady M. We bought three flavors. Given the unfavorable exchange rate, the price was almost the same as in Shanghai, but the taste was still lovely. My favorite was still the original mille crepe.

That night, we slept soundly. What jet lag? It didn't exist.

To be honest, Pangxi was conflicted about these two days. After all, growing up in Shanghai, she didn't know what experiencing New York would be like. How much would the world's economic center move her? She wavered between renting a car to go to Boston or Washington, or joining a local tour for a Niagara Falls trip, but in the end, laziness won, and she spent two days in New York as a true New Yorker.

First stop: Charging Bull.

The world's fascination and love for the Charging Bull surprised Pangxi. Around 8:30, the bull was already surrounded by a sea of people taking photos. Pangxi could only snap a quick shot and blur out the other tourists in the photo of the bull.

Walking to the waterfront, she struggled over which boat to take to see the Statue of Liberty. After a long deliberation and sitting by the sea for a while, Pangxi gave up on the boat idea entirely, took out a telescope, and stared at the opposite shore for a long time.

Then slowly headed to Wall Street, sat for a while in front of the NYSE building, thinking about the thoughts and aspirations of everyone who rings the bell inside.

Next door is the first president of the United States — to be more precise, the very first one, before the one everyone knows.

Wall Street is truly a magical street. Even though many big companies have moved away, it's still bustling. Seeing Trinity Church from this angle offers a different flavor.

Choosing a small road toward City Hall, the crowds gradually thinned. But walking through each street and looking at the buildings, you could feel their stories and experiences, and what this place was like before 9/11.

City Hall wasn't open that day.

Across from it is the pedestrian entrance to the Brooklyn Bridge. At the beginning of the year, I visited the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco; now I'm at the iconic bridge of the East Coast. So I've seen bridges on both US coasts in one year.

At this point, I had only walked about half of it. Lazy Pangxi had reached her limit under the scorching sun. There was no way to cross the bridge to Brooklyn and try the steak recommended by friends. I thought there'd be a next time, but then the pandemic hit, and now I'm full of regrets. Well, no use regretting now.

I could only take photos of Manhattan from the middle of the bridge.

For lunch, I tried an oversized pizza. It was tasty, but for Pangxi's palate, it was too salty. No photo because I was too hungry and devoured it quickly.

In the evening, I met up with a local friend for dinner in Times Square. The crowd in Times Square made Pangxi dizzy; she didn't even bother taking photos. After the meal, we agreed to meet next time in Shanghai and have a proper reunion there.

The next day, I visited the steps of the Metropolitan Museum of Art (GS). This place really deserves a whole day, but as a culturally ignorant New Yorker, half a day was my limit. It's enormous inside.

Pangxi sat on the steps and enjoyed it, even took a selfie, but I won't embarrass myself by showing it, haha.

You can bring water into the museum, but not food. After security, you'll see a hall packed with people.

There are ticket counters where you can buy tickets from a person or from machines. Once inside, can I say I didn't understand anything? Wuwu...

Forget it. Since I couldn't appreciate it, Pangxi left the Met. Whether it's one of the top four museums or not, cultureless Pangxi doesn't seem suited for such places.

Central Park next door was more appealing to someone like Pangxi, who has knowledge but not culture.

Central Park feels completely different from the rest of New York City. Here people stop, relax, unwind, chat, have picnics. If you want, you could spend a whole day here without it feeling extravagant.

There's also this European-style arched bridge.

Leaving Central Park, the buildings along the city avenues were also quite intriguing.

Following the map, I went to a steakhouse I found online to make up for missing the friend-recommended "best steak in New York."

The whole place felt retro yet elegant. There was a relatively cheap lunch set menu, but to try the dry-aged steak, I ordered a two-person T-bone steak. It turned out to be a bit too much.

The bread before the meal was sourdough, not really Pangxi's thing, but the cake was indeed delicious — not overly sweet like typical American desserts, and it became the best part of the meal.

When the steak arrived, Pangxi's heart sank. The outer part was burnt to a crisp. Sigh!

The mashed potatoes were also too salty. Is "salty" a New York specialty?

The salad was supposed to come before the main course, but it arrived late, after the main dish. That made Pangxi a bit unhappy. A steakhouse like this should have the proper serving order, but this really disappointed Pangxi.

The taste of the salad was just average, not as good as the one we later had at ESPN restaurant in Orlando.

The place probably had many celebrity visitors, but Pangxi didn't really like it.

Leaving the restaurant, we headed to Fifth Avenue to see the president's building and the distinctive white church.

On the way, we encountered a fire alarm: three fire departments responded together, a grand spectacle.

The Trump Tower on Fifth Avenue seemed less flashy; it looked just like any other building.

If you love shopping, Fifth Avenue is your paradise. Various brands compete for attention there.

The white church provided a different scenery on this street. There seemed to be some event that day; many people were lining up with flower baskets to enter the church. We could only enter from the side to appreciate the church's unique exterior.

Across from the church is the Rockefeller Building. I asked my parents if they wanted to go up, but they both said no simultaneously. Fine, I'll save some money too, hehe.

On the way to the United Nations building, I saw this grand facade but still don't know what it is.

During our days in New York, the UN building was closed due to a general debate — that was regret number one. When we finally got to the UN building, it was after work hours, and all the flags were gone — regret number two. The place I was most looking forward to became the biggest disappointment of the trip.

I took a distant look at the bare UN building.

The week I was in New York, the UN was in session, so the building was inaccessible. I had wanted to see the building decked with flags, but instead saw the UN headquarters without a single flag. Suddenly I had an urge to apply for a UN position, but after looking, there was only one suitable position, and it didn't offer housing or transportation subsidies for non-locals, so I dropped the idea.

Early morning, checked out, took the subway to LaGuardia Airport. My former boss said it was named after an American, explaining why the name sounds a bit odd.

The route to the airport wasn't too troublesome, but it was inconvenient without a direct subway line. After getting off the subway, there were clear signs for the airport bus, then we waited for the 70 bus. Next to the bus stop, there was a ticket machine. I wasn't sure if using the MetroCard for the transfer would still deduct a fare, but not tapping it might risk a fine. Later, on the bus, no one checked tickets anyway — it seemed to rely on the honor system. To this day, I still don't understand if the 70 bus to the airport is part of the free transfer system, and whether you have to pay regardless of whether you took the subway before.

Each terminal at LaGuardia is small. Upon entering the terminal, we saw only Delta — probably each airline has its own terminal. Security was super fast. Inside, food options were limited but enough for a quick bite. There was a counter selling cold meals and salads, where you pick items and pay by weight. Pretty good; I saw many pilots buying from there and eating in the waiting area.

Each area in the waiting hall wasn't big, but there were many self-ordering kiosks and iPads for games.

Charging was convenient too — very user-friendly.

Delta boards by ticket class. If your ticket doesn't have a boarding group number, you're in the last group. And if you have a suitcase, it'll be forcibly checked because there's no space in the cabin. Whether there's a fee is unknown — I only had a backpack, haha.

Boarding, sitting down. The legroom was even more spacious than on international flights. What can I say? Ah, ah, ah!

Domestic flights don't offer full meals, but the flight attendants still pass out drinks and snacks one by one. How come we came up with the idea of only serving cold meals?

The flight attendant talked me into having Coke. Wuwu... because I asked for soda water, and she said Coke is also soda water. Fine, I was still half asleep on someone else's plane, so I accepted and didn't argue...

The flight took less than three hours, and it was very comfortable. Wide seats really make a difference.

Stepping off the plane, I immediately felt the heat of Orlando. Much hotter than New York!

Orlando Airport was very clean, with more cheerful color schemes. I had planned to take some photos at the airport on the way back, but in the end, I didn't take any because I got lost in the airport!

Probably because each airline has its own boarding area.

Following the signs and asking at the information desk, I found the Disney shuttle. After scanning the printed booking confirmation, they gave a boarding pass. Well, they don't go paperless.

Speeding through the Florida plains, with cute little houses and grasslands on both sides, we arrived at the hotel after about half an hour. It was a value resort within the Disney complex. Since I'm a poor kid, I could only stay at a budget hotel, but the service was still very Disney, and it was convenient for getting to the parks. I could also reserve FastPasses in advance on the app. Great for those on a budget!

However, due to possible renovations, our room was in the furthest building, and walking back and forth every day was a bit tiring.

The room and facilities were similar to typical American inns.

But I noticed they had a week's worth of replacement products. No wonder the front desk asked if I wanted housekeeping; if not, I could get a $50 credit. Later I thought about it: with my clean-freak mom, I should have taken the money. But probably still dazed from the New York trip, I immediately said yes. So I lost $50, and later I realized how useful that $50 could have been!

The hotel was a bit of a walk, but the music vibe was strong.

To be honest, as a broke person, staying here for five days was satisfying enough.

After taking a rest, it was already past 4 PM, so I headed to Disney Springs.

Disney Springs is a huge shopping and dining complex. If you don't want to eat in the parks or at the hotel, this is a good choice. However, some specialty restaurants are hard to get into without reservations.

Just wandering around, it felt very photogenic.

I always feel that a lake adds to the scenery. To prepare for tomorrow's park, I did a quick tour and headed back to the hotel.

Waited for the shuttle, back to the hotel.

In Orlando, night doesn't fall before 7 PM.

The next day, I slowly got up, slowly left the hotel, and slowly took the shuttle to Animal Kingdom. Arriving neither too early nor too late, I walked from the bus stop to the park entrance — a bit of a hike, proving once again that I'm a lazybones.

The walking path was clearly marked; just follow along.

Scanned my Disney MagicBand, then scanned my fingerprint to activate my park ticket. A note: make sure you scan your fingerprint properly the first time. Pangxi's dad didn't do it well, and subsequent entries had various hiccups. Sigh!

Once inside, I wanted to head to the most popular ride, Avatar Flight of Passage, and also do the adjacent ride. But even with the map, Pangxi got lost. How could that happen? Eventually, I had to ask a cast member, who directed me to the Avatar area. It was truly a jungle world.

Snapped some photos outside, then went to the adjacent ride with no line at all — the perk of staying at a Disney resort hotel. Guests not staying on property couldn't enter until an hour later. I had plenty of time to take photos and enjoy.

After that, I went to Avatar. It was absolutely stunning. I stored my belongings behind me, mounted the banshee, and set off. I have to admire the 4D and VR technology. Even my parents came out saying how exciting it was.

Since I was at Animal Kingdom, wouldn't it be awkward not to see animals? So I went to see the animals, hahaha!

The sun was relentless; I was being roasted. I needed a Mickey Mouse-shaped ice cream bar.

Passing the iconic Tree of Life, which is really the center of this park... you can take photos with it from anywhere.

For lunch, I had a delicious pizza — truly tasty — along with my favorite Caesar salad, which came with a generous amount of chicken.

Actually, every pizza comes with a small Caesar salad, but I foolishly bought a large one. Eating it was satisfying, but later when I was hungry and leaning against the wall, my parents made fun of me.

After lunch, I wandered around a bit. The architecture had an ancient vibe.

I didn't know where else to go, but I saw monkeys.

Then I went for a ride and got splashed with water.

No sense of danger at all — absolutely joyful.

Next, I headed to the large animal area. A zoo shouldn't stray too far from its theme.

Of course, not all animals are guaranteed to be seen; it's up to luck. Next to me sat an elderly American lady who kept telling me what each animal was, what she saw, and so on. But all I saw was this:

Finally, I admitted to myself that I was at a zoo.

Then I went to another area, equally fun.

Okay, okay, I was already too hot and exhausted. I had played everything I wanted, explored everywhere. I went back to the hotel to rest, planning to come out at night for the light show. But it was quite ordinary.

After the show, I was starving. I ordered chicken fries and seafood pasta — so delicious I finished everything by myself. After this crazy walking trip, if I didn't gain weight, it would be a waste.

The pasta was only on the kids' menu, but I asked if they could make it for me, and they made a large portion. I ate happily, not caring that I was about to sleep. That's me: lazy and gluttonous Pangxi.

Wearing Mickey Mouse clothes and a Mickey headband, Pangxi set off excitedly early in the morning.

Arriving at Magic Kingdom, I played a few rides first: driving, rocket ships, mine trains, of course. Seeing the castle always makes me excited, no matter how many times you've seen it — a surge of inexplicable excitement rises.

Okay, time for breakfast.

I got a super large Caesar chicken wrap and a Mickey-shaped donut, which was huge. Mostly my mom snacked on it.

After eating, I saw the Disney welcome show.

It really gets everyone into the mood.

Some thrilling rides were actually not that bad — compared to Universal's roller coasters, these are tame.

In the afternoon, I went back to sleep. By the time I left, I had mostly missed the parade. Oh well, that's life for a lazy person — just accepting all the missed opportunities.

In the evening, I climbed a treehouse, then went for TACOs. They were so good! Since returning, I've tried to find the same taste, but no luck.

After the TACOs, I rode the carousel, then waited for the fireworks.

The fireworks were stunning. This is what fairy tales are all about — the childhood we want to hold onto, the castle of our dreams.

After the fireworks, you just follow the crowd slowly. Pumpkin lanterns signaled that it's October, Halloween approaching.

Speaking of which, I regret not buying the 4-park ticket. Sigh, the daily life of a poor person. But a tip for friends: Hollywood Studios is relatively small, and if you enter early, you can finish everything by 10 AM. It's entirely possible to do 4 parks in 3 days. The middle day could even be used for Universal Studios. However, if you want to go to Universal, I'd recommend two days for a more relaxed experience and maybe try Universal's hotels.

Just to see that iconic ball, I took a ferry, a smaller boat, the monorail, and the cable car — using every Disney transportation method. It was quite an experience.

Just for that ball, hmph!

From the boat, you can see Magic Kingdom from different angles.

The boat docks at a large Disney transportation hub. Most people driving themselves probably come here.

From the monorail, you can see the ball — the symbol of another world.

On the smaller boat, you can see the hotels along the lake, not bad.

After getting off the boat, I was so hot. Only ESPN was accessible directly, so I ate there. The service was enthusiastic, the burgers average, but the salad was decent.

Unlimited ice water was a lifesaver to prevent heatstroke.

Then I took the cable car to head back and escape the heat. From the cable car, I could see the Tower of Terror at Hollywood Studios, which I'd visit the next day.

Another early morning. I arrived so early that I regretted not buying the 4-park ticket. Not happy.

Enough said. Here are some random pictures...

The only ride I liked.

This one everyone loves, Pangxi just couldn't handle — kept crashing into stars and bases. I must be the worst player of the year. Embarrassing!

Exiting, I saw this.

Okay, breakfast — the worst fried potatoes of the entire trip.

Watching the parade was fun.

Time for excitement.

I needed to calm down, so I went to other areas I'd visited earlier.

Once calm, I did two more gentle rides.

Back to the hotel, I wanted to buy a cake to celebrate, but it was a cake you could only look at — one bite was too sweet and greasy.

Look at this overly sweet but beautiful cake.

Enough fun. Pangxi wanted to go home. Before leaving, I went to Disney Springs again, visited Coca-Cola, but was told I couldn't buy alcoholic beverages without a passport. So I just had Coke. Then I went to a Chinese restaurant — the one I wanted to eat at had no seats, and I didn't have the energy for the ones I didn't want, so I ended up at this ridiculously expensive Chinese or maybe Japanese place. The food was average, and the Asian waiter's service was so bad I really didn't want to tip, but since I paid with my MagicBand, 18% was automatically deducted. Annoying!

Finally, on the return trip, I got to ride the car I'd had my eye on.

Blue Jet (JetBlue) I think is better than Delta. Am I too poor for liking a budget airline and a 2018 plane?

It's a budget airline, but the snacks and drinks on board were more generous than Delta's.

One pack per person, fair and square!

At the airport, I went to the Lufthansa lounge, shared with Air China. The offerings were average.

From the lounge, you could see Lufthansa planes directly.

After various flights, I finally reached Beijing, then flew back to Shanghai.

At Beijing Capital Airport, I saw two planes that looked like they were saying goodbye. Hehe.

Then I left a small bag on the Air China plane. After various efforts, I finally got it back. Thank you, Air China, and the staff at Hongqiao Airport.

Travelogue Contents:

1. Pangxi's Family Transferring in Beijing Again

2. New York City Without Jet Lag

3. Two Days as a Tourist

4. Goodbye, New York; Probably Not Coming Back (prophetic...)

5. Atypical Zoo

6. The Magical Magic Kingdom

7. Experiencing Disney Transportation

8. A Rather Small Hollywood Studios

9. Dizzy from Flying, Returning with Lost Bag, Money, and Passport

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