The Two Really Old(ish) Happyhaunts Go South. Alone... But With ECVs!

And now a few more replies after that magical installment.

SHER: Yah. I guess it's been awhile huh? And things do change.

Seems like your life has changed a lot more than mine. Basically... everything is the same. Here. except my general. And I have a new potato salad recipe. I've added bacon fat to the mayo.

Firstly...I'm very very sorry to hear that your mother passed away. My sympathies. For sure.

Secondly... guess what the happyhaunts had for dinner tonight??? It was bbq chicken marinated in Chiavetta's bbq marinade. Sold exclusively at Wegman's in Buffalo. I think. ANYHOW. It was delicious. And it was definitely all Wegman's. Product. So sorry that you're now stuck up in the mountains somewhere eating squirrel tenderloins. With a side of bark. But look on the bright side. It's probably better for your colon than Fluffernutterbutters. Cause that'll plug you up pretty decently.

Thirdly... I can help you with your phone reception. Instead of tin foiling your perfectly pedicured toe... oh yah I KNOW it is. Get a big spoon. The biggest one you own. Like to scoop intestines out of a local skunk for Sunday supper. Foil it. And hold it high. Like around your face. Like it was a microphone. That should work and you're welcome.

Going to my fourth point... Congratulations on your new marriage. At our age we have also had a lot of friends and family's initial marriages crap out. (NoCanadabathroom). It happens although it's terribly sad and no one ever wants that to happen. But it does. Life. If you will. I am happy to hear that yours has worked out so nicely. And I'm happy for you. My only advice is to chill with the big grins. All the time. Eventually that will urinate him off.

Hehheheheehh.

Sixthly... I am very jealous you were remarried at VWL. I would LOVE to get remarried there one day. errr... not remarried. Wrong word. But like re-hitched to Mellyman in a vow renewal ceremony. WE ALSO LOVE VWL. And stay there quite a lot. It will never happen tho. Mellyman couldn't bear it. And he says since we've been together so long and all is fine why the hail would we waste money to be stupid and do a vow renewal. Yep. That's Mellyman. He's right tho. We have kidz to put through university and an expensive schedule of vet bills. Plus I like to eat out a lot. So never gonna happen. Maybe one of our children. Maybe. One day. I've definitely told them it would be awesome. Especially Beth.

Now then... since this response is as long or longer than one of my trippie installments I'll just say this:


My condolences to your new husband.


Heheheehhhehheh


(I was making myself a lil nauseous with being so nice and whatnot... and had to get back to normal. Whew)


I know you understand Me(l).



pookersmom: Welcome. You seems shy. Feel free to comment or banter. It is all ok here. Especially from a fellow Northerner. Since you're a newbie I'll tell you this. When I write a trippie installment. I don't prewrite it. I just sit down and let it all flow good and bad. (NoCanadaBathroom) Then I shoot it to the boards. Without checking or editing. Because I have no patience. So I just read the last installment now and noticed a couple problems. A few grammatical errors and punctuation sins. Along with a really big oopsy that I wrote in the zone without realizing. it. So bear with Me(l). It's been awhile and this is probably sucking. yeah. most definitely. Ah well.



MissMagnolia: Welcome and yes obviously I remember you and our favourite book and that now I have a second copy from Ebay because of you.

My childhood one is equally well loved. How could it not be? The new one is mint. And I don't know who. Like which kid I'd give it to. I could NEVER decide that. Well crap! Back to Ebay now. Thanks a lot. Sigh.

Obviously I also noted that you prefer ZZUB's trip reports.

Heheh.



My Backstage Gal: I'm trying I am. Hope it's working. A lil outta practice. Send prayers.



Cheers, Mel.


Edited anonymously: Lem.

ZZUB said:

It was Don Henley. In a New York Minute he brought about the End of the Innocence.



Edit: How can JavaMom of all people not have a wicked cool (Hat Tip: Ashcan) avatar?

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Well the best one was taken....



so I went with Kungaloosh instead!

1000thhappyhaunt said:

A couple responses:

Java: Hey... so glad to see you again. I like your avatar tbh. (Hug). I actually might need some help again with mine. I miss my Haunted Mansion thingie.

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Here it is. Not sure if it still meets official shiny-new-reboot-disboards requirements or not. Give it a try!

Monday July 13th aka Day 2 Part 2 Welcome Home Sweet Home

Let's go. then.

Mellyman and I were tightly wedged in a clown car. And driving out of MCO. I had directions which I wanted us to follow. And a wallet full of American change that I have deliberately saved when getting change in Canada. And they give you American change by accident. It's just in the till and then.... you get it. Like the odd pence coin. Which is hideously useless. (NO Hillary Rodham Clinton)

I am really excited because when it happens I feel like saying "thank you for my American Quarter sir. That's like 28 or 29 cents instead of 25!" So Mellyman and I do this quite a bite. And gather a collection which makes us WAY happier than the actual value turns out to be. Which is the hobby of "collecting" in a nutshell.

We took the wrong way. As usual but not like the way to southern floriday which is a good thing. Just a different route than I had planned. But there were Disney World exit signs along the way... so we knew we would get there. Eventually.

Two toll booths and prolly like $2.50 in American money (much more in Canadian currency) and we were closing in on our target (NOCanadianTargetMissUTho)

We saw the gates of The World coming and Mellyman said "Don't scream please don't scream!" And braced himself cause the rest of the happyhaunt crew always scream "Hello Mickey! Hellooo DISNEY!" as we pass. Thru.

I didn't tho. Just to throw him off. And truthfully I was really hungery by now. And starting to get a lil cranky. Hangry was setting in (NOfifteen peanuts)

It all changed tho as we turned right onto Buena Vista Dr. And then left at the Hess Station and a quick left again into Boardwalk. Resort.


We were HOME! AGAIN!


Drove up to the lil attendant/security station guy thingie and rolled down the window of our sweet miniature car.

Welcome Home! I said..." thank you".... and that we were checking in. He asked for our names. I said "Mel Anne Happy-Haunt" (not that but... kinda close) and he checked his list and asked Mellyman for id.


Heheheheh. Cause I KNEW what was coming
My beautiful bride then had to say...


Mellyman: Um. Sure. Do mind stepping back for a sec?

Security. Parking. Dude.: Why?

Mellyman: Sigh. Because I have to get out of the car to get it. sigh.

S.P.D.: It's in the trunk?

Mellyman: No. My pants. I have to get my wallet out of my pocket. If you don't mind.

Me(l): SCREECH!!!! (of laughter)

S.P.D.: Oh of course sir.

Mellyman: (looking like his lips where a thin blue line (NO hockey offensive line zone)

Ok, here we go. (and getting back in our ShrinerMobile)

S.P.D.: Thank you sir and welcome home. Parking is before the bridge to the right or you can valet.

Mellyman: Super.



And so we decided to drive up and park. In the valet area and unload and check in.

Which we did no problem except they made us move the car to a lil outta the way spot. Tbh the car was so small I can't believe it was in the way anywhere but whatever. They desire.

We headed in and a greeter at the door said "Welcome Home" and I was pretty darn happy. It's the little things.

We had no line and three people magically ready to check us in. Wow. This was excellent! Prolly cause it was just after 9am. But... it was awesome anyway to start a Disney vacation with no lines. I chose the guy at the desk randomly. But specifically because he had a lazy eye.

He said "Hello" and "Welcome Home!" And looked at both of us at the same time. That may sound a bite harsh. But it wasn't. It was truly magical.

Also...magically our room was ready to go!!!! Yeah. AT 9AM ON A MONDAY AT DISNEY~


I couldn't have been happier. Truly. I love Disney's Boardwalk Villas they have a wonderful smell of their own. Just like all the other resorts. And a theme just their own and a good feel. Boardwalk feels a little to me like Disney's Grand Floridian Resort but not quite so posh and/or grand. If you will. She's like Grand Floridian's ugly sister. (NO stepsisters) But... she's not actually ugly. She's beautiful in her own smallerish way and has her own particular charm. She is the trailer trash sibling who doesn't get as much love but should. Because she's a good girl at heart. And the happyhaunts would never ever be able to afford her anywho. (Never mind her sister!) But for she's DVC. And honestly... although she'll suffer before The Grand Floridian in the next hurricane no doubt. I'll always pick her. Cause... we're NEVER buying points at VGF. Don't want them either. Turly. errr truly.


Downside to keep it real:

Freaky freaky Clown Pool. IT!!!~ AND JOHN WAYNE GACY! And two very scarier little creepy girl/boy in a skirt (?) sunshine or hair on fire chairs by the fireplace in the lobby.


Then we got our magic bands!!!


Our first cause we're virgins!!!! This was the best for both of us I reckon.


We were handed a blue and red one.


Mellyman: Why is mine red?

Me(l): Because mine is the blue one???

Mellyman: Why isn't mine the blue one?

Me(l): BECAUSE...RED IS NOT PINK. Because you look nice in red. Because my favourite colour is BLUE. And because I didn't think your masculinity would be threatened by a colour. Which is red. And ALSO they didn't offer a "super manly camo hunting killing things bloodlust shades of green NO Shades of Grey more manly option". Mel. That's why.

Mellyman: Well fine then. I never said I wanted the blue one anyway.



Heheheeheh.


Cause...damnrite he DID!



Cheers, Mel.


Edit: OHHHHHHH Java. My BLING~

Your calling the rental car a clown car is cracking me up because my husband is also a large and super tall man, and he folds himself all origami-style into a small Ford Focus everyday. So that's kinda what I'm picturing. Except worse.

Hello again, pookersmom!

Thanks for continuing to read and for posting again.

Glad that the clown car amused you. It amused us terribly the entire trip too. Haaaa haaa "origami-style"!!!! Yes... that is exactly what I'm talking about here too. I see that you can relate. To me(l).

Do you ever watch him get in and think "Poor car!"?


Heheh



Anywho... stay tuned. I'll be back with more trippie either tomorrow or the next day!!!!


Cheers, mel


Edit: busy holiday weekend for us Canadians Eh?

Monday July 13th aka Day 2 Part 3 aka A Few Ghostly Errands

With our magical new magic bands on and our room ready just after 9am, we headed back outside to our car and unloaded our luggage. It might or might not have taken us some time to figure out how to open the hatchback of the tiniest red car. Finally... Mellyman figured it out. Thankfully... because I was thinking that the valets standing about were starting to laugh at us while pretending not to. More loudly. Also the doors had to be locked and unlocked manually which really bothered me. There was no clicking the fob lock three times as per my OCD requirements. I had to circle the car each and every time to make sure all the doors were locked. Three times. Three small tight rotations. This ate up a little bite of our touring time during the week tbh. Then Mellyman left me at the front with our stuff and went back over the bridge to park the car. Came back and we headed through the lobby to the elevators to find our room. It was on the first floor. So down. Ground level and over a bit through the longo hallway. Our window/patio looked out at the quiet pool and community hall.

We tested our magic bands on the door by pressing Mickeys. It worked and we were in. We quickly unpacked and checked out the room. Well I checked it out really good. Because it was on the ground floor and I'm not fond of being on the ground floor. I'm not worried about break ins. We have nothing worth stealing. Except for my makeup and cosmetic bag. Cause there's a lot of money right there. A lot of "trying to stay young" money. I actually didn't bring much jewelry and although my shoes are pretty awesome.... most of them smell like my. feet. aka brie cheese. Mellyman brought nothing anyone would actually want. And would probably not be able to fit into either. It was because of snakes. And a terrible fear of snakes getting in from the bushes. And I read a thread on these boards about a snake in a room years ago THAT JUST CAN'T QUIT ME! In the Brokeback Mountain sense. Weep.

It was at this moment I realized I had forgotten my camera charger. And my camera was completely dead. ARRRRRGGGGHHHH!

Suddenly I realized how hungry I was. Too.

But before we could have the luxury of food. We needed to get to International Gateway at Epcot and get our Premium Annual Passes which I had a Will Call # for and our new Tables In Wonderland rip Disney Dining Experience card. So we headed out.

Man oh man oh man. It was HOT. I mean... could we have possibly been any hotter????

You betcha we could have. But we're old(ish) and the humidity felt off the charts. Funnily enuff... this Monday turned out to be relatively cool in comparison to the temperatures of the coming days of our trip. But we hadn't been to Florida in the summer for quite awhile and had forgotten the oppressiveness. The feel of wetness in your lungs as you breathe. And the perma-sweating that begins the moment you hit the outsides... away from the air conditioning.

We walked to Epcot in full on wet lung mode. It's another magically acute respiratory distress moment!!!!

We didn't talk as we were hurrying and concentrating on sweating hard.

When we got to the International Gateway I was pretty pleased. It was just before 10am and there was basically no one around. Just a few people slowly trickling down and into Epcot from the resort areas. NOsweatdownourfaces.

I had thought about using this particular Guest Relations for awhile. Especially when I realized that going to Downtown Disney as is our usual plan might be a little hairy. This trip. I figured this one would be perfect as it was near our resort and in the morning before World Showcase opened it would probably be dead.

It was deader than dead. Deader than a doornail. Deader than Ned Stark. Weep.

A very small Guest Relations with only two CMs. So we proceeded to get our stuff done. Got our PAPs. Pleasantly and painlessly heh heh. And our T.I.W. card. Which was $100 cause of either our PAPs or DVC discount or both. Whatever. But I think it was the PAPs.

We also got a Mickey PAP card and a Minnie one. That was kinda cute.

This time Mellyman was happy. Cause he was Mickey. NORedmagicband.

And right about this time was when I decided to pull a "classic Mel"...of the female type...and just to hell with our plans that we carefully planned to get our supplies and my much needed phone charger. I decided that I couldn't be this close (sooooooo close) to Epcot and not go in.

I begged Mellyman. I pleaded. I bribed. Threatened. Kissed. Whinged. Wined. Wound. And repeated. Three times.


He would not be moved. NO MEL!!!! And meant it.


Darn him. When he puts his foot down... it leaves a big footprint. Like a Yeti.

So back it was back to Boardwalk and our car. And away from my beloved Epcot. But he was right, it was a better idea to get the stuff we had to do out of the way first. Cause if I got into Epcot we would be there all day long.

Which doesn't seem like the worst idea either. I have had worse ideas. And some of them were actually INSIDE Epcot. Truthfully.

This was when I realized that I should prolly text the kidz and let them know we were here and all was well. So I did. Knowing Beth would respond almost immediately. Then Tommy would later at some point. And that Calvin might or might not. Depending on what he was doing, whether he wanted us to know what he was up to or not or just... NOT. at. all. Just like normal.

We crunched back into the tiny car and headed to Walmart. Picked up snacks, water, tshirts for the kidz and Mellyman. And a new camera. For Me(l). Since there was no charger that appeared would work on my old camera. Also as we were at the checkout I noticed a display of Lindeman's Bin 85 Pinot. For $5.00!!!! It's more than twice that a home!!! Grabbed a bottle!!!! Booyeah. Mellyman noted that it was, in fact, TWO for $5.00. WEEP!!!

And headed back out to the car and to get some food. Because by now we were beyond hungry. We were famished. Up since the middle of the night and no food to speak of. Except for 15 peanuts.

I knew what I wanted and so CHEVYS Fresh Mex it was!!!!

We basically ran in sat down and demolished a basket of chips and salsa as fast as humanly possible. Like at warp Calvin Chow speed.

Wow. I guess I eat chips and salsa fast too. NOpopcorn.

I ordered a combo platter with cheese enchiladas, crispy chicken flautas, and a chili relleno. With rice and beans. Mellyman was having a hard time deciding and while I reminded him that he had previously enjoyed the fajitas here. He didn't seem to want my advice. Nor did he want to share. Oooookkkaaay. Then. He was on his own.

He ordered the shrimp and carb (crab) enchiladas. Rice and beans. Tho I have no idea why???? Didn't sound very Mellyman to me but I kept my mouth shut. But only because it was filled with chips and salsa. Seriously. That's why.


Our food came quickly and I started to eat at my regular slow pace. Surprisingly...so did Mellyman. Weird.


I ate it all... every last bit of everything. It took a good bit of time but I had gone in starving. It hit the sport and when I was finished I realized that Mellyman
had left half of his shrimp and carbs on the platter.

Me(l): What's wrong? You didn't like them?

Mellyman: Well Mel, look how thick they are. They're like 1/2 inch thick. Of like cream cheese. They're way too rich and I feel kinda grossed out.

Me(l): So. You don't like what you ordered?

Mellyman: No!!! They're fine.

Mel(l): So. You hate them?

Mellyman: Yes. And please speak up the next time I do this. I hate when this happens.

Me(l): Remember that you ALSO hate rum. Okeydokey?




Cheers, Mel.


Edit: Next up pool time scary scary clown pool (not car) and an evening of illuminations!

Zzub didn't steal my thunder, it has gone to my thighs. That's what 5 days of eating and drinking on the Dream will do to you. Mercy.

Girl you still carry a camera? That's so 2000 and late. Do you not have iPhones with cameras in Canada?

Crab and shrimp enchiladas? Hmmm, I just threw up in my mouth a little.

Edit: I fear Mellyman is going to have a #4. And you are going to tell us about it. NOcrabandshrimpenchilladas.

What the FRICK!!!!

Is goin' on girl????

I laffed at the thighs comment. Pretty hard. We really love Thai food here in happyhauntland... and we refer to it as "thigh" food. And all the restaurants are called like "Happy Thigh", "Thigh One on One", "It's Thigh" and "Bon Thigh". heheheheheh. Also... "Thigh Smile". Which is how i'll leave that. There.

Yes... I still have a camera. And it's an old one. Too. I said I'm a luddite and I meant it. NO Love you mean it.

Mellyman has two iPhones tho. And keeps them holstered like lil revolver gun guys.


Which I can't possibly start to describe because... I just can't... trust me(l). The humour is way beyond regular humour and I'll scream out loud with laughter. NOMellyman.

Also... Mellyman didn't have a #4. He had a # 7. Which was not at all lucky sevens for anyone in the vicinity. BUT... it was not that meal. And not that day.\\\



I will however... SHARE~ NOSher.



See ya soon.


Cheers, Mel.

Softly edited: Now I'm thinking about a cruise. DamnU!

Let me tell you about a packed rental car. Jam and Frick. One BMW sedan (don't judge). One week in Orlando. Six pieces of luggage. We got the bags in but had to perform some Mellyman-like maneuvers (NOMellyman) to get ourselves in the front seat. You see, our vacations have evolved into business ventures so we need massive numbers of wardrobe options. Well, we always have.


Also. You turned your backs on World Showcase dining to eat at Chevy's Fresh Mex whateverthatis? You disappoint me, Mel. smh, tbh.

Jami, you forgot to mention we also had to fit in one strawberry donut the size of a 3 month old.

Mel, you must take a cruise! I had no idea what I was missing!

We have a Happy Thigh here although I don't go in there because I think they serve cat meat. Or at least it smells like I think it would if they were cooking cat meat. NOcatlovers. My thighs are not very happy right now and I wish there was a way to suck them in when needed. I've been off the ship for 4 days now and I can't shake the extra off because I'm going through depression from leaving the princess life behind. I'm wolley.

Frickles said:

Jami, you forgot to mention we also had to fit in one strawberry donut the size of a 3 month old.

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Finally, something in this POC Trip Report that interests me. Tell me more about this donut?

Mel, your trip is SOOOOOOOO boring! First, you ate a lot in Buffalo, but inexplicably didn't have wings? The cliche was there for the taking. Then you purposefully chose a middle seat? If nothing else confirms that you aint right, that right there does!

Also, the daughter of one of my buddies is allergic to peanuts, so you flagrantly eating 15 of them was insensitive.

Moving on. NOUHaul. We now find ourselves squeezed into a small car with you and the undoubtedly flatulent Mel. Who shares your name. Can't imagine what your checking account looks like. Mel Happy Haunt and Mel Happy Haunt. Must be fun when phone solicitors call your house. Kind of like when they call on Bruce/Caitlyn Jenner's house. Assuming he/she has phone solicitors.

Do they?

Does Tom Hanks or Nick Saban or Giselle Bunchen know what a phone solicitor is?

Food for thought. But don't eat that, too, Mel. It's not on the menu at Chevy's. (FYI, a ZZUB Family Favorite!)

And don't think we haven't noticed your very ethnic tour of American restaurants. It's like a redneck Epcot, isn't it?

I'm with Jami. It's pretty weird that you were within inches of all the splendor of World Showcase and you chose what, Walmart? Were you at least wearing your pajama pants?

Summing up, Trip Report = boring. Food choices = typical. First floor BW Inn = where they put the trash they don't want the other guests to see.

Now then, about this donut? Where did it come from, where can I get one? Pictures?



Edited to add: Narcolepsy, your name is Mel's Trip Report.

Z, you can find it at the Dark Side. They offer more than cookies...

Ah yes. There it is. The Lard Lad offspring (too close?) we lovingly toted through the Dark Side, into the Beamer and back to MCO. Clearly it was worth it.

ZZUB said:

Can't imagine what your checking account looks like. Mel Happy Haunt and Mel Happy Haunt. Must be fun when phone solicitors call your house. Kind of like when they call on Bruce/Caitlyn Jenner's house. Assuming he/she has phone solicitors.

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Still fresh so that one got a chuckle.

ZZUB said:

First floor BW Inn = where they put the trash they don't want the other guests to see.

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Give Mel some credit! At least it was a villa.


Thanks for that, though, Mel. I have some mad love for the first floor at GF Sugarloaf and now I have to think about snakes? Apreesh.


Can we please stop circling the circling the wagons (or is it start circling the wagons?) and get to the parks?

Oh some replies heh heh

Jamal Jami the Jam Jammer:

Firstly... it just must be horrible to be jammed (NOJamal) into a BMW sedan. The happyhaunts never have. Ever. Only in our dreams. And that prolly should make us the redneckhaunts. Done.
But ...it's all cool. You have prolly never been stuck in a 15 year old Grand Voyager that smells like dog fear stress hormones and 15 year old boy puke. NoCalvin. To your life experience detriment. Booyeah.


But... it's so cool to me that you and Frick have some sort of business. At Disney. Tell me all about it. So I can be in the know. And also destroy you on Tripadvisor. Hehhehhehheh. JO-ACK! (joke)


FRICKLES: Seems like business is booming cause you went on a magically expensive cruise. I'm happy that you ate well and that you have chubby Thai's. Don't be wolley. U r always a perfect blond princess to Me(l).

Also that donut hath no HOLE. That I can see. It's a cake. But... it's a fine lard lad offspring u have tbh. Hug to you!


ZZUBWUBBIEBUBBIE:


Firstly, let me say that I agree with you that we happyhaunts had a redneck foodie tour of World Showcase. Outside of Disney. hahahahha and you're pretty much right. There. We did do a lil redneck Epcot. U know what? I am prolly a redneck at heart and should'a been born in the southern usa. Maybe even in YOUR TOWN, where ever in redneck south usa that be. Then... we could have grown up together. Played Legos together. Building the finest outhouse the world has ever seen. With a kitchen in it. And more. a sauna. And we could have hung out at the mall. When you were had hair and were not so jaded and just chubby not fat. And fun. In high school... we could have dated and I would have taken u to prom as my prom Queen. And also...


WRETCH. WRETCH. WRETCH. AND... WRETCH.


The first is mine. The second is yours. I anticipated and you're welcome. The third is for all humanity. And the fourth is for good luck. And OCD. Purposes.

Now then.

I know this trippie is boring. SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO boring. But I have a new audience now. Yes. I'm not just writing this for you and all our old friends. But... I am...a bit...too. So. there. Ick.


But. There's a new crowd now. Three sets of cute little ghostly eyes. On this thing. Now. And they seem to like it so. Far.


S0. I wanna get everything in. Even the boring. Parts. Cause it all matters to them.


Funnily enuff... so far they think ZZUB is kinda cranky. And a lil mean to Me(l).

At the same time your posts make them laugh hard. and also they bug me a lil. Regarding your sass. In good fun as should be.


Sadly... I'm afraid that now they are looking for posts from you more than they are from me. To break up the boring monotony. Of this boring thing.


Cheers, Mel.


Edit: Suck it ZZUB! LYMI.

Good read. Thanks for posting!

I've got so many BORGs my head is spinning. And I want to know where the BMW came from, too. Was it Frick's? Because I know Jami doesn't drive one, and I also know there is no way in hell-o that she'd drive to Orlando. Or. More likely....was it Saeed's? (Stellar car service, but suspect I can't say the name due to DIS rules.) I am admiring the choice of car (if not the choice of a hole-less donut (i.e., cake) with gross pink frosting and rainbow sprinkles NOHomer), but I'm confused by the image of Jam and Frick actually driving themselves chauffeur-less around Orlando. Do tell.

Oh, and Frick, don't even try to share your thunder thigh stories with us. We all know you have a hollow leg. I am reading a book atm that refers to the "36 questions" created by Arthur Aron and question 12 is: If you could wake up tomorrow having gained any one quality or ability, what would it be? My immediate thought was "metabolism like Frick". (Except I used your real name in my head vs. that name, which is only here. And in my phone.)

So now the BORGs (for the three non-legacy readers, that means essentially the same thing as "SAME!"):

*First Floor BWV facing the community hall and quiet pool. BTDT. Not bad, but Luna Park view is preferable, despite the creepyclownpool. So much activity, there is less of a chance of snakes, plus it's really close to the boat dock and the lobby.
*International Gateway Guest Services. They are the best. And the least crowded. I find the younger castmembers are faster, TFI. Second choice is MK. AK always seems to be crowded and too hot, NOCourtneyandRyan.
*I'm with Frick on the camera. Seriously?! (That's what I said aloud while reading your line about forgetting your camera charger.) A phone is so much easier, and I frankly think the pictures are just as good, if not better than the "one shot" (NOEminem) digital cameras.
*BORG with Jami regarding Chevy's Fresh Mex whateverthatis. And, sadly, BORG with Z on the redneck Epcot food tour. Really. I hope you notch it up a bit on the food in the coming days. NO#7.

Bottom line, this whole chapter was a pump fake trip to WDW. Empty car, check-in, sweat a lot, then go to Walmart and some off-site chain Mexican restaurant. You brought the funny, though. So I guess it was worth the read....

AshClan said:

I've got so many BORGs my head is spinning. And I want to know where the BMW came from, too. Was it Frick's? Because I know Jami doesn't drive one, and I also know there is no way in hell-o that she'd drive to Orlando. Or. More likely....was it Saeed's? (Stellar car service, but suspect I can't say the name due to DIS rules.) I am admiring the choice of car (if not the choice of a hole-less donut (i.e., cake) with gross pink frosting and rainbow sprinkles NOHomer), but I'm confused by the image of Jam and Frick actually driving themselves chauffeur-less around Orlando. Do tell.

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AS IF!! Of course we ALWAYS let Pegasus drive us around, but this time we R-E-N-T-E-D sad BMW for the week. Research, dontcha know.

AshClan said:

AK always seems to be crowded and too hot, NOCourtneyandRyan.

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Best use of NO I've seen since the last time I employed the joke. Very well played.

Also, I appreciate your use of the term "non-legacy."

Feels like I forgot to comment on Mel's suggestion re: a big spoon earlier. Pity that. It was her ONE good joke. And no one even noticed. NORickSantorum.

1000thhappyhaunt said:

Man oh man oh man. It was HOT. I mean... could we have possibly been any hotter????

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Mel started it.


Edited to add: OF COURSE I noticed the big spoon joke. Can't comment on everything.....