Picking this back up...
Friday – Castaway Cay
We had been looking forward to this day for a LONG time. The kids knew we’d packed beach toys (we used them as bath toys) and that, therefore, a beach was planned (we’d also thought we might get beach time at Cozumel, and they'd overheard some of that discussion).
It’s hard to believe, but on this of all days P slept past 7am for the first time in … years. J was up and talking, asking him to wake up, for half an hour before he stirred.
We were distracted by the view for a little bit
We got into our beach attire, packed a backpack full of everything we could need, and headed to breakfast. After breakfast we stopped back in the room to apply sunscreen and then basically headed straight off the boat -- I'm not sure exactly what time it was, but certainly before 9am.
It was awesome, of course. A slightly overcast day, but perfect temps. We took our time walking from the boat so we could take in all the little Disney details.
We got a good location on the family beach. The kids enjoyed sand and water play while the grownups alternated supervising and relaxing. We carefully put all our stuff on only one beach chair, since the kids were never out of the sand/water, and we'd heard enough whining about people who claimed chairs they never used! But it didn't really matter -- most of the time we were out there, there were plenty of chairs for all who were interested.
At around 10am I gathered the kids up so that we could go back to the post office to meet DONALD. He was the only character we hadn’t met yet. It took a while to organize/coordinate/find the tram (the kids were Done with walking). We ran into photo ops with Minnie and Goofy on the way, and saw Mickey and Pluto coming on to the island. This, of course, inspired total delight.
The kids were less delighted that I had not thought to bring any snacks. We passed a fruit stand, but were told it wasn't open, and we couldn't have anything. My frustration must have showed, as the guy slipped me an apple, a little surreptitiously. I then took a second one, as I didn't think my kids were really feeling like sharing.
We got to Donald slightly before he arrived (NB I had not realized, stupidly, that we’d have to cross back through “security” and had left my ID with the beach stuff. The guard took pity on us and let us through after I flashed my key to the world card and pointed at my children).
When we saw Donald approaching, J started bouncing up and down with excitement. Apparently a full week of character meets hadn't dulled the excitement!
After we met Donald, we slowly made our way back, with stops along the way. A potty break turned into a game of mini golf, which was going well until the children realized they were missing crucial sand time.
Back at the beach, P wanted to swim out to the monkey bars, which was pretty ambitious for him, so I escorted him and he tried it a couple times, much to our delight. Sand play was a little harder now, as many many people had dragged beach chairs down by the water so they could sit with their feet in the water. I would have understood if they were supervising small children, but they mostly weren't. We found this incredibly annoying, as there was just so much less good sand/water space compared to earlier in the morning. However, my kids have only ever been to city beaches, which are always crowded, so they didn't really notice!
Soon it was time for lunch, though J disagreed. She wanted to stay on the beach forever, but was also showing some clear hunger-meltdown- signs. Finally we made it to Cookies, where the kids ate approximately everything in sight (hot dog, corn, chips, bread, fruit, veggie burger, more corn, more fruit, ice cream…) – swimming apparently worked up quite the appetite. We were pleasantly surprised by the food, as I had heard it wasn't particularly great. There were not a lot of options for me (vegetarian), but if you approach it as backyard cookout instead of gourmet restaurant, it's better-than-adequate. It started raining right as we were sitting down with our food, but by the time we were done the rain had stopped.
After lunch --and a brief stop to watch some crab races --we split up again. D to take P to Scuttle’s Cove (after a few games of mini golf) and then go on an adult-only snorkeling expedition (one that involved rum!) and I took J back to the cabin for nap / packing. She was ready, and knew it was nap time, though she did ask to stay on the tram “little bit more” as a token protest. I obliged, as we accidentally got on the wrong tram to begin with, so she got to see more of the island.
(apparently on Castaway Cay her usually unruly hair will simply dry into perfect curls with absolutely no effort or intervention, even when half covered in salt water. Yet another magical feature!)
J was quietly in her crib by about 2pm. I had thrown everything onto the bed so that I could pack, which occupied me until the wave phone kept buzzing wildly with reminders that Scuttle’s Cove would be closing soon (30 minutes, 15 mintues, 10 minutes, 5 minutes, now closed). Apparently D had arrived right as it closed and was able to check P out, though they had discussed in advance that he might have to walk back to the boat with counselors. But the system thought he was still there, so the phone kept buzzing with ever more demanding messages. The wave phone buzzing woke J up, but she was still in a good mood from all the beach time, and was pretty adorable trying to help me pack as we waited for the others.
P had a great time at Scuttle's Cove. It was hard to figure out exactly what he had done, never having seen the facility (so "we played with the thing by the ropes!" was not a helpful description). I did laugh when he told me "We played capture the flag and my team came in second place!" It took a lot of restraint for me not to reply "that means you lost" since, AFAIK, there are only two sides on capture the flag...
The boys got back with exactly enough time to rinse off and get ready for the See Ya Real Soon party. This is basically 15 minutes of a character mosh pit followed by some photo montages and minimal dancing – in other words, utter perfection.
The kids got to hug and say goodbye to basically all the standard characters + princesses -- Belle was missing, but that didn't matter much to my kids. It was far less crowded than we had expected -- most people must go to the later one -- which meant there was plenty of space and it was easy to see and interact with all the characters.
After the party wrapped, we steered the boat on deck 5 (which we hadn’t discovered until the night before) for a little bit.
We then quickly changed for dinner and headed to Royal Court for, improbably, the first time. It wasn’t our favorite dinner location with small children – we were off in a corner, and there was no interactive element (and by this point they expected something given Animator’s and Enchanted Garden). They also aren't old enough to really appreciate the "royal" elements of the theme. However, the service was, as always, excellent!
After dinner we let the kids watch the last Mickey Clubhouse on the On Demand while we finished packing (sniff sniff), and then tried to settle them quickly as it would be such an early morning.
After the kids were asleep, we had various luggage and debarkation panics, as we had conflicting information in different handouts, not to mention a confused person at guest services. Ultimately we decided to trust that it would all be fine, and put our bags in the hallway (knowing we wouldn’t see some of them again until Chicago). D took one last trip around the boat taking pictures of the ship, and then we went to bed early.