OK, Im going to post the first part of Day 2 now, but Im not sure when Ill get to the next installment. Im spending the next two weeks up in Northern California emptying my dads house, and I dont know if Ill have an Internet connection there. Fingers crossed!
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Part of my strategy for making this trip more relaxing and thus more DH-friendly was abandoning our usual touring style, which involves getting up early and making it to the park for rope-drop to avoid the crowds, along with highly calibrated dining reservations scheduled on either side of popular meal times. So on our first morning at Walt Disney World, not only did we sleep in, we wandered into Kouzzina for a late breakfast
without a reservation!!! We waited about 10 minutes for one of the numerous empty tables. I know there must be some staffing-related reason they do this, but it just looks like theyre being difficult.
Once again, I felt duty-bound to order something Greek-ish from the menu, so we split
Stacked Kouzzina Breakfast - Two Poached Eggs, Kalamata Olive Toast, Artichoke Spread, and Sweet Potato Hash with choice of Bacon or Chicken Sausage
We forgot that Disney serves that chewy turkey bacon or we prolly woulda ordered the chicken sausage. Like dinner, breakfast was just OK. Actually, DH had a strongly negative reaction he thought it was flavorless and overpriced (12 bucks). I liked the artichoke spread, but the hash was tiny sweet potato bits smothered in onions and peppers. We were still hungry, so I ordered the kids Mickey waffles and DH ate the three-piece fruit salad it came with.
You might do OK here ordering the traditional Disney breakfast items, but I dont think any of its gonna knock your socks off.
After breakfast, we ambled down the BoardWalk toward Epcot. Along the way we saw
And this
And whats this
? A Disney wedding?!
And Randy Chapman!
Dear Whoever You Are,
Sorry we accidentally stalked your wedding.
Love, Carriatrick
We got into Epcot just after World Showcase opened and pretty much had the place to ourselves bliss! In France, we stopped in at the pretty Guerlain store where I can never find anything to spend my money on despite trying really really hard.
We also spotted a random guy dressed like Santa Claus posing for pictures with people. I said to DH, Hey, lets take a horribly backlit, awkwardly posed iPhone shot of me with Fake Santa! and here it is
While DH was checking out one of the French CMs pin lanyards, I decided it would be a hoot to learn how to say May I see your pins? in the language of each country on the World Showcase. I typed each phrase into my iPhone notepad phonetically, with varying results. For example, in France when I said what sounds like, Preesh vwah voo peens? I got lots of smiles and nods of approval. But my mission came to a grinding halt in Morocco, where the CMs dont wear pins.
DHs mission in Morocco, it seems, was to take lots of pictures from crazy angles!
I looooove this fabric on the benches in the museum. I think if we ever get to real Morocco, Ill be coming home with a lot of fabric
Wouldnt it be cool if you could go up on the second story here?
Another cool second story.
Forgive us for taking all these pix
we just love the place!