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- Mar 29, 2008
"For there never was such a tale of woe, as of Juliet and her Romeo"--William Shakespere.
"You know this is hell on earth for me, right?"--My Husband, (aka Mr. Hyde at that point), within the first hour of arriving at WDW.
Apparently, Billy Shakespere never tried to take a non-Disney lover to WDW.
You know those glowing, happy trip reports? The ones that are all sunshine and lollipops and are full of magical moments and pixie dust, and families that skip happily together hand in hand through the World basking in the magic? Yeah, this isn't one of those. Not by a long shot. That said, this TR is not for the faint of heart, but I will do my best to at least make it entertaining for anyone who ventures past this first spiel. And I promise, there is light at the end of the tunnel here, it's just that in order to get to the light, at certain points it's reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeally dark.
First things first, let's get the introductions out of the way. I, your narrator for this disjointed anti-fairy tale, am Casey. Fun loving, Disney addict, and x-ray tech extraordinare. This was my 4th trip to WDW, the third in 12 months. (Did I mention I'm an addict?)
With me in both the above and below pic is my partner in crime and fellow Disney traveler, my daughter Kassidy. This was also her third trip in 12 months. She loves WDW just as much as I do and considers herself an expert. Someday she wants to be a Disney CM.
Now, this is Dr. Jekyll/Mr. Hyde. My husband, Aaron. This was his first time to ANYTHING Disney. In fact, he's never even been to the Disney Store, or even a Disney movie with us before now that I think about it.
Yeah. That pic pretty much sums up the trip at that point.
Now, let me explain some things before I begin. I am not delusional. I never suspected that WDW would be a place that Dr. Jekyll/Hyde would enjoy. The man won't wait for a table at the cafe down the street for more than 5 minutes before getting frustrated and walking out. Literally, 5 minutes and then he throws a stomping fit and leaves. That alone should tell you something. I never harbored the delusion that his nature would somehow change upon arrival to a place where crowds and lines are a way of life. Add to that screaming children and intense heat coupled with lovebugs and you have a recipe for virtual disaster. It was, in part, for this reason that Kassidy and I went alone the last two trips. And then, the planning for this trip began...
This was originally supposed to a Mommy-Daughter weekend. Quick trip, stay at a value, see our favorites, go to MNSSHP, that's it. I told my husband my plans early last June and after some inital grumbling that included the word, "again", he stayed quiet about the subject. Imagine my surprise when the first of August, after I had the hotel/dining and airfare booked, Dr. Jekyll came home and announced, "Surprise! I took leave, I'm coming with you!"
Grrrrrrr....Great honey. That's great. At that point I took a deep breath and prayed for patience, because I knew I was going to need it. The pit started in the stomach at that point.
Of course, there were some speedbumps that came along with this sudden announcement, including several resort changes, refiguring all our ADR's, and buying a roundtrip ticket for Dr. Jekyll that cost as much as BOTH my daughter's and mine combined.
As anyone with a non-Disney loving spouse can sympathize with, I tried. I did. I tried hard. Not make him fall in love with everything, but just to try to educate Dr. Jekyll on what a WDW vacation is. It's like nothing he's ever seen or done before. You say, "theme park", to a novice and they think something along the scale of Six Flags. I tried to have conversations, I drew maps, I got out all my old guidebooks and begged him to look at them. I tried everything possible to try to explain to the man what he was in for. It all fell on deaf ears, with a lot of "yes dear" type responses. I TRIED! He imagined a large theme park with one central area surrounded by a bunch of hotels, and you could walk to everything. And so, imagine his surprise when we drove under the Disney World arch when you enter property and he saw..............nothing. At that point it finally dawned on him that this was a lot bigger than anything he had in mind and that getting places was going to take some time. But I am getting ahead of myself, I'll get to all of that soon.
All that said, as I mentioned before, it wasn't ALL bad. There are peaks along with the valleys, but you, dear reader, are going to have to wait for them. Gotta stick with the bad to get to the good you know.
And so our trip begins, on a balmy Seattle morning at 5am, where we head on a harrowing journey towards Orlando for better or for worse...
"You know this is hell on earth for me, right?"--My Husband, (aka Mr. Hyde at that point), within the first hour of arriving at WDW.
Apparently, Billy Shakespere never tried to take a non-Disney lover to WDW.
You know those glowing, happy trip reports? The ones that are all sunshine and lollipops and are full of magical moments and pixie dust, and families that skip happily together hand in hand through the World basking in the magic? Yeah, this isn't one of those. Not by a long shot. That said, this TR is not for the faint of heart, but I will do my best to at least make it entertaining for anyone who ventures past this first spiel. And I promise, there is light at the end of the tunnel here, it's just that in order to get to the light, at certain points it's reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeally dark.
First things first, let's get the introductions out of the way. I, your narrator for this disjointed anti-fairy tale, am Casey. Fun loving, Disney addict, and x-ray tech extraordinare. This was my 4th trip to WDW, the third in 12 months. (Did I mention I'm an addict?)
With me in both the above and below pic is my partner in crime and fellow Disney traveler, my daughter Kassidy. This was also her third trip in 12 months. She loves WDW just as much as I do and considers herself an expert. Someday she wants to be a Disney CM.
Now, this is Dr. Jekyll/Mr. Hyde. My husband, Aaron. This was his first time to ANYTHING Disney. In fact, he's never even been to the Disney Store, or even a Disney movie with us before now that I think about it.
Yeah. That pic pretty much sums up the trip at that point.
Now, let me explain some things before I begin. I am not delusional. I never suspected that WDW would be a place that Dr. Jekyll/Hyde would enjoy. The man won't wait for a table at the cafe down the street for more than 5 minutes before getting frustrated and walking out. Literally, 5 minutes and then he throws a stomping fit and leaves. That alone should tell you something. I never harbored the delusion that his nature would somehow change upon arrival to a place where crowds and lines are a way of life. Add to that screaming children and intense heat coupled with lovebugs and you have a recipe for virtual disaster. It was, in part, for this reason that Kassidy and I went alone the last two trips. And then, the planning for this trip began...
This was originally supposed to a Mommy-Daughter weekend. Quick trip, stay at a value, see our favorites, go to MNSSHP, that's it. I told my husband my plans early last June and after some inital grumbling that included the word, "again", he stayed quiet about the subject. Imagine my surprise when the first of August, after I had the hotel/dining and airfare booked, Dr. Jekyll came home and announced, "Surprise! I took leave, I'm coming with you!"
Grrrrrrr....Great honey. That's great. At that point I took a deep breath and prayed for patience, because I knew I was going to need it. The pit started in the stomach at that point.
Of course, there were some speedbumps that came along with this sudden announcement, including several resort changes, refiguring all our ADR's, and buying a roundtrip ticket for Dr. Jekyll that cost as much as BOTH my daughter's and mine combined.
As anyone with a non-Disney loving spouse can sympathize with, I tried. I did. I tried hard. Not make him fall in love with everything, but just to try to educate Dr. Jekyll on what a WDW vacation is. It's like nothing he's ever seen or done before. You say, "theme park", to a novice and they think something along the scale of Six Flags. I tried to have conversations, I drew maps, I got out all my old guidebooks and begged him to look at them. I tried everything possible to try to explain to the man what he was in for. It all fell on deaf ears, with a lot of "yes dear" type responses. I TRIED! He imagined a large theme park with one central area surrounded by a bunch of hotels, and you could walk to everything. And so, imagine his surprise when we drove under the Disney World arch when you enter property and he saw..............nothing. At that point it finally dawned on him that this was a lot bigger than anything he had in mind and that getting places was going to take some time. But I am getting ahead of myself, I'll get to all of that soon.
All that said, as I mentioned before, it wasn't ALL bad. There are peaks along with the valleys, but you, dear reader, are going to have to wait for them. Gotta stick with the bad to get to the good you know.
And so our trip begins, on a balmy Seattle morning at 5am, where we head on a harrowing journey towards Orlando for better or for worse...
. So of course I'm in! Hoping your DH starts to enjoy himself at least a LITTLE more by the end....maybe purgatory on earth instead of hell?
Casey, I am In! I have to go back and read your first day post but after reading your post #1 I just know this is going to be a great TR. Why? 
