KathyRN137
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- Apr 14, 2006
Chapter 7, continued...
Uwanja Camp is a really fun place… even the two thirteen year-olds enjoyed it more than they had expected. It’s a great place for little non-swimmers to cool off.
There is no kiddie pool at Samawata Springs, but the pool has an expansive zero-entry where many young ‘uns were happily splashing around under the watchful eyes of their parents. These pictures don’t even begin to show how lovely the pool complex is; I promise I will have more pictures from the disposable cameras to show you in the future.
See the girl to the left? She's shooting one of the water guns at her brothers who are shooting water back from up in the observation area. When the Pembe Savanna is finished, kids will be able to look out and see animals... I think there are even stationary binoculars for them to use...
That building up on the left with all the windows is the health club.
The kids loved getting water dumped on them... the water was very refreshing... some of the resort pools are kept so warm it feels like bath water. The temperature of this pool was perfect, just cool enough to be both refreshing and comfortable...
Billy loved these "Kaa" snakes that spat water!
Well, I have to say that all this fun-in-the-sun was making me a bit thirsty. I’m not one who drinks often, but for days leading up to the trip I had imagined myself lounging by this amazing pool with some sort of tropical adult beverage in hand. The kids all wanted to go back to the pool and I could see Maji out of the corner of my eye as we left Uwanja Camp. I told Ed that I was going to get myself a little something at Maji…
I chose the Tangerine Dream...
The drink was frosty and delicious but, whew! It was strong! I slowly sipped it as I walked back to my lounge chair. No sooner had I settled into my chair than Ed came swimming to the edge of the pool and told me that it was 2:30 and “we” should get going… meaning that “I” should take one of the kids and go back to the villa to get showered off. Seriously? Seriously? I mean, I understood his rationale: I took more time to get ready than he did. But I had just sat down to relax with my drink!
“Hey, you’re the one that wants to get to the party by four,” he pointedly reminded me.
I sighed. Ah well, that was true. I wanted to maximize our party time at the Magic Kingdom and we could get in with our tickets as early as 4:00. Reluctantly, I gathered my things and left with Tricia to take the first round of showers.
“We’ll leave about 15 minutes after you, so don’t dawdle!” he called after me. Sheesh, sometimes he can be so bossy! Tricia and I decided that we would try to go back the shorter way and we found that if we went out the gate and across to the parking garage we could take an elevator that was much closer to our villa.
“We should definitely come this way the next time,” Tricia observed. We walked along and chatted about how much fun the pool had been and I sipped… and sipped… and sipped on my Tangerine Dream. I’m sure that I was drinking much faster walking that way than I would have if I had been sitting back in that lounge chair. By the time we got back to the villa I had drunk about two-thirds of it and was beginning to feel woozy. Could I really be turning into such a lightweight?
I left the rest of the drink on the kitchen counter, and went in to take my shower. As I stood under the water shampooing my hair I began to feel a bit unwell and I couldn’t understand why. We had eaten around eleven, so my stomach couldn’t have been that empty, could it? Perhaps that, plus being hot and drinking too fast, was causing me to feel woozy. I rinsed my hair and sat down on the little bench in the shower and waited for my head to stop spinning. The tile felt shockingly cold underneath me but I didn’t care; I just had to sit down! Soon I could hear the rest of the family coming in so I finished up and dried off. I was so glad that Tricia had been able to shower in her own separate bathroom because I had taken a lot longer than usual.
“Still not out of the bathroom?” Ed asked with mock annoyance. I told him what had happened.
“Serves you right, you lush!” he teased. He knows I rarely drink. I shot him a look and he gave me a hug before taking Billy in to get washed up. I could hear Billy chuckling and saying, “Arrgh!” He was really excited about getting dressed up like pirates. I lay down on the big bed, hair wrapped in a towel, and felt my head begin to spin slowly. I closed my eyes, which made it worse, so I opened them again. I stared up at the bedroom ceiling. That Tangerine Dream had turned out to be a nightmare! Our MNSSHP evening at the Magic Kingdom was starting in one hour… had I ruined it for myself and perhaps everyone else??
Kathy
Uwanja Camp is a really fun place… even the two thirteen year-olds enjoyed it more than they had expected. It’s a great place for little non-swimmers to cool off.
There is no kiddie pool at Samawata Springs, but the pool has an expansive zero-entry where many young ‘uns were happily splashing around under the watchful eyes of their parents. These pictures don’t even begin to show how lovely the pool complex is; I promise I will have more pictures from the disposable cameras to show you in the future.
See the girl to the left? She's shooting one of the water guns at her brothers who are shooting water back from up in the observation area. When the Pembe Savanna is finished, kids will be able to look out and see animals... I think there are even stationary binoculars for them to use...
That building up on the left with all the windows is the health club.
The kids loved getting water dumped on them... the water was very refreshing... some of the resort pools are kept so warm it feels like bath water. The temperature of this pool was perfect, just cool enough to be both refreshing and comfortable...
Billy loved these "Kaa" snakes that spat water!
Well, I have to say that all this fun-in-the-sun was making me a bit thirsty. I’m not one who drinks often, but for days leading up to the trip I had imagined myself lounging by this amazing pool with some sort of tropical adult beverage in hand. The kids all wanted to go back to the pool and I could see Maji out of the corner of my eye as we left Uwanja Camp. I told Ed that I was going to get myself a little something at Maji…
I chose the Tangerine Dream...
The drink was frosty and delicious but, whew! It was strong! I slowly sipped it as I walked back to my lounge chair. No sooner had I settled into my chair than Ed came swimming to the edge of the pool and told me that it was 2:30 and “we” should get going… meaning that “I” should take one of the kids and go back to the villa to get showered off. Seriously? Seriously? I mean, I understood his rationale: I took more time to get ready than he did. But I had just sat down to relax with my drink!
“Hey, you’re the one that wants to get to the party by four,” he pointedly reminded me.
I sighed. Ah well, that was true. I wanted to maximize our party time at the Magic Kingdom and we could get in with our tickets as early as 4:00. Reluctantly, I gathered my things and left with Tricia to take the first round of showers.
“We’ll leave about 15 minutes after you, so don’t dawdle!” he called after me. Sheesh, sometimes he can be so bossy! Tricia and I decided that we would try to go back the shorter way and we found that if we went out the gate and across to the parking garage we could take an elevator that was much closer to our villa.
“We should definitely come this way the next time,” Tricia observed. We walked along and chatted about how much fun the pool had been and I sipped… and sipped… and sipped on my Tangerine Dream. I’m sure that I was drinking much faster walking that way than I would have if I had been sitting back in that lounge chair. By the time we got back to the villa I had drunk about two-thirds of it and was beginning to feel woozy. Could I really be turning into such a lightweight?
I left the rest of the drink on the kitchen counter, and went in to take my shower. As I stood under the water shampooing my hair I began to feel a bit unwell and I couldn’t understand why. We had eaten around eleven, so my stomach couldn’t have been that empty, could it? Perhaps that, plus being hot and drinking too fast, was causing me to feel woozy. I rinsed my hair and sat down on the little bench in the shower and waited for my head to stop spinning. The tile felt shockingly cold underneath me but I didn’t care; I just had to sit down! Soon I could hear the rest of the family coming in so I finished up and dried off. I was so glad that Tricia had been able to shower in her own separate bathroom because I had taken a lot longer than usual.
“Still not out of the bathroom?” Ed asked with mock annoyance. I told him what had happened.
“Serves you right, you lush!” he teased. He knows I rarely drink. I shot him a look and he gave me a hug before taking Billy in to get washed up. I could hear Billy chuckling and saying, “Arrgh!” He was really excited about getting dressed up like pirates. I lay down on the big bed, hair wrapped in a towel, and felt my head begin to spin slowly. I closed my eyes, which made it worse, so I opened them again. I stared up at the bedroom ceiling. That Tangerine Dream had turned out to be a nightmare! Our MNSSHP evening at the Magic Kingdom was starting in one hour… had I ruined it for myself and perhaps everyone else??
Kathy
I love giraffes and you got a great picture!
we wont go. i know it makes good sense i just hope i get a good refund. so i had to take a ticker off once before and i would rather be tickerless than have to take it off (it was such a sad day)
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