Fun with Dick and Kaz - A Cruisin' Trip Report... COMPLETED
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disneykelly73
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MORE PLEASE!!! This is so fun to read... I feel like I was there.. and am DYING to see your vow renewal gown/dress...
Fabulous.. really!!
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Daylight come and I wanna go home! DH whipped open the curtains to reveal a gorgeous cloudless blue sky but, instead of revelling in the change of weather, I groaned, turned over and buried my face into the pillow. The day of the Vow Renewal had dawned and all those feelings of excitement and anticipation I had been holding in check for the past few months had evaporated into anxiety and distress. Not a good start. Richard raced off to do the Breakfast Boogie and I got out of bed determined to shake of my bad mood. Smoked salmon and scrambled egg didn't help - I just couldn't lose the blues or turn my frown upside down. Trouble was I had a secret fear that needed confronting before I could even think of starting the day proper. After almost a weak-willed week of four course dinners and anniversary cake, all the calories had come back to condemn me as I was now terrified that my dress wouldn't fit! And if that proved to be true then where would we be? Exchanging vows in our matching bathrobes, that's where! I knew I had to exorcise the demons so ordered DH out of the way so I could face the truth! I shook the dress from the hanger, took a deep breath and stepped in to the turquoise silk skirt before reaching for the zip - no turning back now...
Of course it was fine - goodness knows what I was getting sooo strung out about!?!! Honestly, I really annoy myself sometimes but there you are! After checking the fit and being pleasantly surprised (or should I say deliriously ecstatic), I put it back in the wardrobe and joined my DH on the verandah where he stood nursing a coffee and looking out to sea. I passed on my good news and he gave me a cuddle! He said he'd never doubted that the dress would be OK but remained confident we would have been able to find outfits (matching or otherwise) in the Treasure Ketch should the worst have happened. You see!? This guy's glass is always half full and I love, love, love that about him!!!
So on with the day! We didn't have any specific plans - apart from a hair appointment at 3pm, the major event scheduled for 5.30pm and then Palo's at 8.30pm, we were pretty relaxed so spent most of the morning lounging on the sunbeds on the spacious verandah. Today was the first day we'd really felt like we were in the Caribbean and the weather was gorgeous! DH had a little snooze and I read my book - we were very chilled... Before too long it was lunchtime and we headed on up to Topsiders to take advantage of their buffet. I really enjoyed the food they had on offer here and there were such a range of options I don't think anyone would go hungry...
After lunch we headed back to the Promenade Lounge for the final game of Scrabble in the GSWSC of 2007! I had my first (but absolutely not my last) sip of champagne of the day and let the battle commence! It wasn't one of our better games but the scores were respectable and given our preoccupation we did well. I won by a narrow margin which made me overall tournament champion! I acknowledged my victory with grace, dignity and the obligatory jog around Deck 4 with my top pulled over my head! But time to move on... We checked in at the suite to take delivery of the Cala lily bouquet and DH's matching buttonhole - they looked absolutely beautiful. So stylish and elegant - so different from the the flowers I'd carried first time around...
Somehow 3 o clock was upon me and time to set off to the Vista Spa for my hair appointment. I'd already taken an opportunity to meet up with stylist earlier in the cruise so we could discuss my options. As my hair has given me an enormous amount of grief recently, I was rather doubtful that she could achieve much. Let me explain. Up until recently, my hair has always been fine but thick. It has a natural curl (much beloved by hairdressers who regularly take the opportunity to turn me into Shirley Temple) and without layering, I have the tendency to resemble Crystal Tips... Anyway, that all changed over the summer when my hair started to fall out. As you can imagine that was very distressing and, after copious blood tests and consultations, it was decided that the harsh drugs I had been taking for psoriasis were to blame. Possibly. So I was stuck between rock and a hard place. My skin had reacted favourably to the drugs but a girl needs her hair. I stopped taking the medication shortly before the cruise and crossed my fingers that my hair would find a way to stay on my head. Anyway, back to the hair appointment. I desperately wanted what Americans pithily call an "up-do" and my stylist confirmed she could do just that. So there I sat, nervously watching in the mirror as she back-combed my hair to within an inch of it's life before pinning it into a French Roll. To tell the truth, I was a little disappointed as it looked somewhat severe - more book-keeper than bridal. With hindsight I should have brought a picture of what I wanted but that never occurred to me and I crossed my fingers that with some judicious 'mussing' it would look OK...
Time to retreat to the suite and do my nails and make-up. Unfortunately I didn't have my KTTK so just hoped DH would be in situ. He wasn't and I stood outside 8602 debating what to do. I seemed to remember he'd mentioned checking out the final Art Auction at Sea so I hurried down to Deck 4, looked from the balcony into the Lobby and sure enough, there he sat in the front row, sipping yet another free martini. I tried attracting his attention to no avail and was just about to go down to the Lobby when I heard Jackie, the auctioneer, announce the next lot. Now throughout the week, my DH had admired a particular Picasso etching and I knew he'd discussed it with the auctioneer on more than one occasion. So I instinctively sensed something was afoot when I heard the artist's name and saw the etching being mounted on the easel. Jackie was doing her best bit of patter about the artist and the artwork, then suddenly the auction started. With one smooth movement, and without spilling his martini, DH raised his auction number and bought the Picasso - just like that! Jackie shook his hand and he received a round of applause from the other participants. And me! I leant against the balustrade, looked down at my crazy DH and marvelled at the man's ability to surprise me after 25 years - from where I stood he definitely deserved a round of applause...
But the time was ticking by and I needed to get back to that room! He still hadn't seen me so I ventured down into the Lobby/Auction Room and grabbed his arm. We headed back up to Deck 8 without so much as half a wheeze - it's amazing what a difference almost a week makes. After so much auction action, DH needed a shower so I spent several minutes put a special OPI shimmery top coat over my 'everlasting' polish - despite my limited dexterity, it looked good. Very wedding-y and most definitely vow renewal-esque...
I put on my make-up carefully, dressed, stepped into my Manolos, added jewellery for the final touches and draped a shawl around my shoulders. Not too bad! DH got suited and booted - he looked so lovely as he adjusted his new heart-shaped cufflinks, I couldn't wait to get on with the show! At 5.20pm, and with his buttonhole securely in place, he gave me a last hug and left 8602 to make his way down to the "secret" area of Deck 7 where our ceremony was due to take place. I anxiously paced the suite for 5 minutes until Jonathan, the concierge, arrived to escort me to the ceremony. I was finally ready for my close-up...
Stay tuned for Part 2...
Of course it was fine - goodness knows what I was getting sooo strung out about!?!! Honestly, I really annoy myself sometimes but there you are! After checking the fit and being pleasantly surprised (or should I say deliriously ecstatic), I put it back in the wardrobe and joined my DH on the verandah where he stood nursing a coffee and looking out to sea. I passed on my good news and he gave me a cuddle! He said he'd never doubted that the dress would be OK but remained confident we would have been able to find outfits (matching or otherwise) in the Treasure Ketch should the worst have happened. You see!? This guy's glass is always half full and I love, love, love that about him!!!
So on with the day! We didn't have any specific plans - apart from a hair appointment at 3pm, the major event scheduled for 5.30pm and then Palo's at 8.30pm, we were pretty relaxed so spent most of the morning lounging on the sunbeds on the spacious verandah. Today was the first day we'd really felt like we were in the Caribbean and the weather was gorgeous! DH had a little snooze and I read my book - we were very chilled... Before too long it was lunchtime and we headed on up to Topsiders to take advantage of their buffet. I really enjoyed the food they had on offer here and there were such a range of options I don't think anyone would go hungry...
After lunch we headed back to the Promenade Lounge for the final game of Scrabble in the GSWSC of 2007! I had my first (but absolutely not my last) sip of champagne of the day and let the battle commence! It wasn't one of our better games but the scores were respectable and given our preoccupation we did well. I won by a narrow margin which made me overall tournament champion! I acknowledged my victory with grace, dignity and the obligatory jog around Deck 4 with my top pulled over my head! But time to move on... We checked in at the suite to take delivery of the Cala lily bouquet and DH's matching buttonhole - they looked absolutely beautiful. So stylish and elegant - so different from the the flowers I'd carried first time around...
Somehow 3 o clock was upon me and time to set off to the Vista Spa for my hair appointment. I'd already taken an opportunity to meet up with stylist earlier in the cruise so we could discuss my options. As my hair has given me an enormous amount of grief recently, I was rather doubtful that she could achieve much. Let me explain. Up until recently, my hair has always been fine but thick. It has a natural curl (much beloved by hairdressers who regularly take the opportunity to turn me into Shirley Temple) and without layering, I have the tendency to resemble Crystal Tips... Anyway, that all changed over the summer when my hair started to fall out. As you can imagine that was very distressing and, after copious blood tests and consultations, it was decided that the harsh drugs I had been taking for psoriasis were to blame. Possibly. So I was stuck between rock and a hard place. My skin had reacted favourably to the drugs but a girl needs her hair. I stopped taking the medication shortly before the cruise and crossed my fingers that my hair would find a way to stay on my head. Anyway, back to the hair appointment. I desperately wanted what Americans pithily call an "up-do" and my stylist confirmed she could do just that. So there I sat, nervously watching in the mirror as she back-combed my hair to within an inch of it's life before pinning it into a French Roll. To tell the truth, I was a little disappointed as it looked somewhat severe - more book-keeper than bridal. With hindsight I should have brought a picture of what I wanted but that never occurred to me and I crossed my fingers that with some judicious 'mussing' it would look OK...
Time to retreat to the suite and do my nails and make-up. Unfortunately I didn't have my KTTK so just hoped DH would be in situ. He wasn't and I stood outside 8602 debating what to do. I seemed to remember he'd mentioned checking out the final Art Auction at Sea so I hurried down to Deck 4, looked from the balcony into the Lobby and sure enough, there he sat in the front row, sipping yet another free martini. I tried attracting his attention to no avail and was just about to go down to the Lobby when I heard Jackie, the auctioneer, announce the next lot. Now throughout the week, my DH had admired a particular Picasso etching and I knew he'd discussed it with the auctioneer on more than one occasion. So I instinctively sensed something was afoot when I heard the artist's name and saw the etching being mounted on the easel. Jackie was doing her best bit of patter about the artist and the artwork, then suddenly the auction started. With one smooth movement, and without spilling his martini, DH raised his auction number and bought the Picasso - just like that! Jackie shook his hand and he received a round of applause from the other participants. And me! I leant against the balustrade, looked down at my crazy DH and marvelled at the man's ability to surprise me after 25 years - from where I stood he definitely deserved a round of applause...
But the time was ticking by and I needed to get back to that room! He still hadn't seen me so I ventured down into the Lobby/Auction Room and grabbed his arm. We headed back up to Deck 8 without so much as half a wheeze - it's amazing what a difference almost a week makes. After so much auction action, DH needed a shower so I spent several minutes put a special OPI shimmery top coat over my 'everlasting' polish - despite my limited dexterity, it looked good. Very wedding-y and most definitely vow renewal-esque...
I put on my make-up carefully, dressed, stepped into my Manolos, added jewellery for the final touches and draped a shawl around my shoulders. Not too bad! DH got suited and booted - he looked so lovely as he adjusted his new heart-shaped cufflinks, I couldn't wait to get on with the show! At 5.20pm, and with his buttonhole securely in place, he gave me a last hug and left 8602 to make his way down to the "secret" area of Deck 7 where our ceremony was due to take place. I anxiously paced the suite for 5 minutes until Jonathan, the concierge, arrived to escort me to the ceremony. I was finally ready for my close-up...
Stay tuned for Part 2...
lovmy2girls
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Fantastic! Great report! MORE MORE MORE
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I cautiously made my way down the steep stairs that led to the 'secret' area on Deck 7 Aft. The shoes were high and I felt somewhat precarious at such an altitude. Despite my mounting nerves, I chatted with Jonathan about the cruise and our vacation until we arrived at the entrance. And the sign left me in no doubt - yes, we were in the right place!
Nicole, the wedding co-ordinator greeted me and whispered a few last minute instructions. I could hear the soft strains of Canon in D by Pachabel coming through the half open door as I waited for my cue. The pianist and Captain Thord were given the nod and suddenly we were off! I entered the prettily decorated deck to Trumpet Tune in D Major by Purcell and walked slowly along the red carpet to meet Richard, my husband-to-be for the next twenty five years and beyond...
The music faded and the Captain opened the ceremony with a few words of welcome. He then proceeded to congratulate us on our fantastic anniversary achievement.
I wish I could remember his words in more detail - all I know for certain is that Richard and I both agreed they were beautiful, apt and reflected a true celebration of our marriage. At one point, I felt tears welling up but managed to disperse them with some judicious blinking. Also I was still wearing my sunglasses and they helped disguise any lachrymal leaking! Actually, I'd intended to remove my sunnies before entering but the sun was so dazzling, I decided to keep them on. I'm glad I did - DH couldn't stop squinting and his eyes were really watering! But I digress... Next we moved onto the vows - we'd opted not to personalise them as I knew I'd be struggling to hold it together and the prospect of Richard reading heartfelt words was just too much! So we took turns to repeat after Captain Thord the standard lines. Actually it didn't matter that we hadn't written them - the sentiments were wonderful and, looking into my husband's eyes, they felt exclusive to us...
Finally we exchanged the matching wedding bands I'd had made a mere two weeks before. These were a surprise for DH and I wanted him to like them as much as I'd adored the gorgeous engagement ring he'd presented to me back in the spring. Fortunately he loved the beaten platinum design...
...and the Captain concluded the ceremony inviting us to kiss each other. We duly obliged...
The pianist started playing Rondeau (Masterpiece Theater) by Mouret and we turned away, all smiles. Nicole handed us each a flute of much needed chilled Dom Perignon and I guess that's when we really relaxed! We stood around chatting with the Captain, Nicole and Jonathan and sipping our delicious champagne. Eventually Captain Thord made his excuses and Nicole invited us to cut the cake which had surreptitiously arrived and sat on the decorated table looking absolutely wonderful!
We were given a large decorative knife and instructed to cut through the lower tier of the two tier cake. The knife slid through the delicious-looking confection with ease and I looked forward to trying my slightly unusual choice of chocolate cake with a strawberry mousse filling!
Oh my! What inspiration! It really worked well and I discovered the cake was as yummy as it looked as we shared a slice for the camera...
All too soon, it was time for our first dance and the pianist switched to our final choice - "What a Wonderful World"... Now this song always makes me a little emotional and I was so very grateful that DH kept me smiling with his own particular brand of humour (?) as we slow-danced around the deck.
Finally Nicole presented us with a Vow Renewal certificate as a memento of the event.
We'd received so much from the Fairytale Wedding team that this was yet another surprise and we expressed our appreciation for her arranging such a magical vow renewal. She was all smiles and said it had been a pleasure. She then promised that the delicious cake and remaining champagne would be transferred to the stateroom for our later pleasure and we thanked her once again for our amazing day. But of course it wasn't over yet and, as the pianist began to tinkle his way through a medley of Disney classics, we posed around the decorated deck for Sasha, the photographer, who had been snapping away throughout the ceremony. By now the deck was a rather blowy place to be and I needed to retreat to our stateroom to repair my hair before we continued around the ship for more photo opportunities...
The next hour or so has become something of a blur. All I know is, having put ourselves in Sasha's hands, we sped around the ship striking pose after pose until my feet ached in unfamiliar shoes and DH's face hurt from unfamiliar smiling. Not a future contender for America's Next Top Model then?!
We kissed...
We smiled...
We posed...
I think you get the general idea... Eventually, we called a halt to the modelling as time was ticking and TBH both of us were somewhat tired. We arranged to meet Sasha at 7.30pm to check the proofs and make our snap decisions. However in the meantime, my partner had a Picasso to pay for! We accelerated towards the art auction area and met up with Jackie the auctioneer, who congratulated us on our repeat nuptials. Unfortunately, she didn't thrown in the Picasso as a wedding gift, but DH was so pleased with his purchase, I tried not to hold it against her. He speedily signed all the necessary paperwork and we finally made it back to suite 8602 for a well-earned and desperately needed rest! As Nicole had promised, the champagne and cake were in situ and we toasted one another! I needed a little time in which to freshen up but we were already due to look over the photos so Richard went on ahead. By the time I made it to Shutters, DH was standing to one side with a huge wad of photos so we took them back to the room for a private viewing. There were hundreds and, as we'd opted to go for the cheapest package, we had to whittle them down to a mere 36! We went through the pile of prints ruthlessly and culled them left, right and centre until we had the requisite number. Unfortunately this was an a complete oversight on our part and I really, really wish we had simply sucked it up and paid for the complete set including the CD Rom. There are so many photos I wish we'd kept and for the sake of around £200 it has proved a false economy. But there you are - we're all so much wiser after the event and it's a mistake I won't ever make again...
Still no time for regrets, dear readers, as we need to press onwards and upwards - to Palo!
Part three to follow...
Nicole, the wedding co-ordinator greeted me and whispered a few last minute instructions. I could hear the soft strains of Canon in D by Pachabel coming through the half open door as I waited for my cue. The pianist and Captain Thord were given the nod and suddenly we were off! I entered the prettily decorated deck to Trumpet Tune in D Major by Purcell and walked slowly along the red carpet to meet Richard, my husband-to-be for the next twenty five years and beyond...
The music faded and the Captain opened the ceremony with a few words of welcome. He then proceeded to congratulate us on our fantastic anniversary achievement.
I wish I could remember his words in more detail - all I know for certain is that Richard and I both agreed they were beautiful, apt and reflected a true celebration of our marriage. At one point, I felt tears welling up but managed to disperse them with some judicious blinking. Also I was still wearing my sunglasses and they helped disguise any lachrymal leaking! Actually, I'd intended to remove my sunnies before entering but the sun was so dazzling, I decided to keep them on. I'm glad I did - DH couldn't stop squinting and his eyes were really watering! But I digress... Next we moved onto the vows - we'd opted not to personalise them as I knew I'd be struggling to hold it together and the prospect of Richard reading heartfelt words was just too much! So we took turns to repeat after Captain Thord the standard lines. Actually it didn't matter that we hadn't written them - the sentiments were wonderful and, looking into my husband's eyes, they felt exclusive to us...
Finally we exchanged the matching wedding bands I'd had made a mere two weeks before. These were a surprise for DH and I wanted him to like them as much as I'd adored the gorgeous engagement ring he'd presented to me back in the spring. Fortunately he loved the beaten platinum design...
...and the Captain concluded the ceremony inviting us to kiss each other. We duly obliged...
The pianist started playing Rondeau (Masterpiece Theater) by Mouret and we turned away, all smiles. Nicole handed us each a flute of much needed chilled Dom Perignon and I guess that's when we really relaxed! We stood around chatting with the Captain, Nicole and Jonathan and sipping our delicious champagne. Eventually Captain Thord made his excuses and Nicole invited us to cut the cake which had surreptitiously arrived and sat on the decorated table looking absolutely wonderful!
We were given a large decorative knife and instructed to cut through the lower tier of the two tier cake. The knife slid through the delicious-looking confection with ease and I looked forward to trying my slightly unusual choice of chocolate cake with a strawberry mousse filling!
Oh my! What inspiration! It really worked well and I discovered the cake was as yummy as it looked as we shared a slice for the camera...
All too soon, it was time for our first dance and the pianist switched to our final choice - "What a Wonderful World"... Now this song always makes me a little emotional and I was so very grateful that DH kept me smiling with his own particular brand of humour (?) as we slow-danced around the deck.
Finally Nicole presented us with a Vow Renewal certificate as a memento of the event.
We'd received so much from the Fairytale Wedding team that this was yet another surprise and we expressed our appreciation for her arranging such a magical vow renewal. She was all smiles and said it had been a pleasure. She then promised that the delicious cake and remaining champagne would be transferred to the stateroom for our later pleasure and we thanked her once again for our amazing day. But of course it wasn't over yet and, as the pianist began to tinkle his way through a medley of Disney classics, we posed around the decorated deck for Sasha, the photographer, who had been snapping away throughout the ceremony. By now the deck was a rather blowy place to be and I needed to retreat to our stateroom to repair my hair before we continued around the ship for more photo opportunities...
The next hour or so has become something of a blur. All I know is, having put ourselves in Sasha's hands, we sped around the ship striking pose after pose until my feet ached in unfamiliar shoes and DH's face hurt from unfamiliar smiling. Not a future contender for America's Next Top Model then?!
We kissed...
We smiled...
We posed...
I think you get the general idea... Eventually, we called a halt to the modelling as time was ticking and TBH both of us were somewhat tired. We arranged to meet Sasha at 7.30pm to check the proofs and make our snap decisions. However in the meantime, my partner had a Picasso to pay for! We accelerated towards the art auction area and met up with Jackie the auctioneer, who congratulated us on our repeat nuptials. Unfortunately, she didn't thrown in the Picasso as a wedding gift, but DH was so pleased with his purchase, I tried not to hold it against her. He speedily signed all the necessary paperwork and we finally made it back to suite 8602 for a well-earned and desperately needed rest! As Nicole had promised, the champagne and cake were in situ and we toasted one another! I needed a little time in which to freshen up but we were already due to look over the photos so Richard went on ahead. By the time I made it to Shutters, DH was standing to one side with a huge wad of photos so we took them back to the room for a private viewing. There were hundreds and, as we'd opted to go for the cheapest package, we had to whittle them down to a mere 36! We went through the pile of prints ruthlessly and culled them left, right and centre until we had the requisite number. Unfortunately this was an a complete oversight on our part and I really, really wish we had simply sucked it up and paid for the complete set including the CD Rom. There are so many photos I wish we'd kept and for the sake of around £200 it has proved a false economy. But there you are - we're all so much wiser after the event and it's a mistake I won't ever make again...
Still no time for regrets, dear readers, as we need to press onwards and upwards - to Palo!
Part three to follow...
PoohJen
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What a wonderful couple you two are! What a perfect day for you! and...What a Wonderful World was my wedding song as well!
Sorry for your pressure sales talk post-perfect-spa experience. On both my cruises I've written "no product sales, please (it stresses me out!) and they've kindly obliged; Hope that helps for your 2 Week next year.
Thanks for sharing with us and looking forward to more!
nskjerven
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Love the up-do, it did look good.
I had my bridemaids walk down the aisel to Pachabel, and had my wedding dance with my Dad to It's a Wonderful World, such beautiful music.
Wish we could have been in the background of the service to have watched and cried....we'd just openly weep
(me, Aisling, Tigg) tears of joy....we're the sucker girls....(I'm sure we all teared up reading this)
It's been wonderful to share this story. Thanks for having us as your "invited guest readers"
waiting for the next installment,
Nan
I had my bridemaids walk down the aisel to Pachabel, and had my wedding dance with my Dad to It's a Wonderful World, such beautiful music.
Wish we could have been in the background of the service to have watched and cried....we'd just openly weep
(me, Aisling, Tigg) tears of joy....we're the sucker girls....(I'm sure we all teared up reading this)It's been wonderful to share this story. Thanks for having us as your "invited guest readers"
waiting for the next installment,
Nan
- Joined
- Oct 19, 2004
Our reservation was for eight thirty and we were more than ready to eat! We arrived on time and were quickly seated. After being greeted by our server, Sylvester, we were handed the menus. Throwing caution to the wind, we started the evening in celebratory style with a Kir Royale and pored over the menu in silence for the next few minutes. And what a menu! Delicious sounding descriptions tantalised our tastebuds and we knew we were going to have a tough time choosing! We begged another few minutes and narrowed down our choices whilst munching on the antipasto freddo...
Kaz's Choices: Pizza Ai Funghi, Mozzarella and Plum Tomatoes with Balsamic Dressing, Grilled Sea Scallops with Borlotti Beans and Pancetta, Chocolate Amaretto Indulgence...
Dick's Choices: Pizza Ai Funghi, Tuna Carpaccio and Lemon Oil Dressing, Grilled Monkfish with Braised Radicchio and Prosciutto, Palo's Homemade Tiramisu...
Job done! Dick then asked which red wine the server would recommend for a couple toasting their vow renewal and "Ornellaia, Tenuta Dell'Ornellaia Bolgheri" came the confident reply. Er, what he said, agreed my husband and the flamboyant Italian sommelier decanted the wine with aplomb! So there we were, relaxed and happy, our big day almost behind us and the prospect of Castaway Cay on tomorrow's horizon. I'm not sure life could get better than this. Until I spotted my favourite alcoholic beverage EVER on the Palo menu. Drum roll please and raise your glasses for "Bonny Doon Framboise"!!!! I l-o-v-e this digestif which I first encountered at the California Grill back in 2004. I've tried to buy it here in the UK for my own despicable drinking purposes but no joy. In a way I'm happy - it's a rare pleasure that I'll forever associate with two of my favourite places and that works for me... It was about this time that we had a few photos taken by the roaming photographer. After the day we'd had, we were pros at being papped so pouted and posed with the best of 'em. In a bizarre twist of fate, we forgot all about this late night photo op and didn't retrieve the no doubt hysterical photos from Shutters when we had the chance on the following day. "Idiots!" I hear you cry and you'd be completely right. I'm as mystified as you are and all I can promise is that this will NEVER happen again...
We had a fantastic evening. Oh what the heck, we'd had an amazing, fantastic, fairytale never to be forgotten day and when you're as mellow as we were there's only one place to go. Suite 8602 was calling so we strolled down to our deck. True to form the concierge had visited but to our surprise another bottle of DP nestled in an ice bucket!
We couldn't believe it - why Mr. Disney, are you trying to get us drunk??? Mousekeeping had kept mouse beautifully and two doves nestled close together on our bed.
Seemed appropriate... Good night!
Kaz's Choices: Pizza Ai Funghi, Mozzarella and Plum Tomatoes with Balsamic Dressing, Grilled Sea Scallops with Borlotti Beans and Pancetta, Chocolate Amaretto Indulgence...
Dick's Choices: Pizza Ai Funghi, Tuna Carpaccio and Lemon Oil Dressing, Grilled Monkfish with Braised Radicchio and Prosciutto, Palo's Homemade Tiramisu...
Job done! Dick then asked which red wine the server would recommend for a couple toasting their vow renewal and "Ornellaia, Tenuta Dell'Ornellaia Bolgheri" came the confident reply. Er, what he said, agreed my husband and the flamboyant Italian sommelier decanted the wine with aplomb! So there we were, relaxed and happy, our big day almost behind us and the prospect of Castaway Cay on tomorrow's horizon. I'm not sure life could get better than this. Until I spotted my favourite alcoholic beverage EVER on the Palo menu. Drum roll please and raise your glasses for "Bonny Doon Framboise"!!!! I l-o-v-e this digestif which I first encountered at the California Grill back in 2004. I've tried to buy it here in the UK for my own despicable drinking purposes but no joy. In a way I'm happy - it's a rare pleasure that I'll forever associate with two of my favourite places and that works for me... It was about this time that we had a few photos taken by the roaming photographer. After the day we'd had, we were pros at being papped so pouted and posed with the best of 'em. In a bizarre twist of fate, we forgot all about this late night photo op and didn't retrieve the no doubt hysterical photos from Shutters when we had the chance on the following day. "Idiots!" I hear you cry and you'd be completely right. I'm as mystified as you are and all I can promise is that this will NEVER happen again...
We had a fantastic evening. Oh what the heck, we'd had an amazing, fantastic, fairytale never to be forgotten day and when you're as mellow as we were there's only one place to go. Suite 8602 was calling so we strolled down to our deck. True to form the concierge had visited but to our surprise another bottle of DP nestled in an ice bucket!
We couldn't believe it - why Mr. Disney, are you trying to get us drunk??? Mousekeeping had kept mouse beautifully and two doves nestled close together on our bed.
Seemed appropriate... Good night!
CADZNYCHC
Loves CM~DL~WDW~DCL & most of all Captain Jack
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OMG Kaz....what an incredible trip....i have to live thru you vicariously for this awesome "disney life experience"....definitely definitely 'fairy tale" that only Disney can provide!!! Just add me to Nan's list with her, Aisling & Tigg for back room criers....
tiggerwannabe
~Optimistic Realist~
- Joined
- Aug 27, 2002
Beautiful Day Kaz! Beautiful Pictures! Beautiful Couple!
Happy Anniversary you two~
Wipes those tears of joy Ladies...it's time to dance~
Happy Anniversary you two~
Wipes those tears of joy Ladies...it's time to dance~
- Joined
- Oct 19, 2004
Dick awoke to my plaintiff cries for help. I'd been on the verandah in my bathrobe, taking photos of Castaway Cay and, in an ambitious David Bailey moment, had climbed up onto the railing to get a better angle! Somehow the belt had become snagged in the metalwork and I was stuck, clutching my enormous camera to my chest and desperately hoping no one could see me! Eventually, my darling husband retrieved me and I was escorted to the relative safety of the stateroom. He wasn't best pleased and, reading between the frown-lines, I sensed he was becoming irritated by my extreme camera-wielding antics. After a week of being woken by the blinding flash as I took candid shots of him sleeping, he'd had enough and this was the final straw! Ignoring my request for orange juice from the breakfast buffet (he didn't appear share my desire for an early morning Bucks Fizz) he marched off to procure provisions from Topsiders, leaving me feeling like the honeymoon was already over! Seems Dick's not quite as much fun as the title of this trip report suggests... 
I returned to the veranda not to take photos but to gaze on the wonderful vista that had appeared overnight!
Stunning, eh? Anyway, DH returned and what a tease! He'd picked up some orange AND cranberry juice from Deck 9 so we started the day with a cocktail of his own design - a 'Dick's Fizz' if you will! Mmm, OK, so the name needs work but at least the honeymoon was back on! We wolfed down the smoked salmon and scrambled egg, then dressed for the beach before heading down to disembark from the ship. Tandem parasailing was scheduled for 10.15am and TBH I was more than a little nervous. I just wanted to get on with it so without delay we headed for the Marge's Barges. As it turned out, my fears were unfounded - we arrived at the reception to be told there was a mechanical problem with one of the boats so our session had to be cancelled! Oh what a shame!!! Seriously I was a little disappointed but, as DH said, all the more reason to return...
We trekked around the island to Serenity Bay which looked much busier than I'd experienced with Sophie back in May 2005! After hunting down a suitable spot, we dragged a couple of beach chairs down to the shore and relaxed with our feet in the sea. Before long, a waitress approached us so I seized the moment and ordered a couple of Konk Koolers - well, it would've seemed rude not to! Oh my! They were delicious and all too soon it was time for round 2! Sitting there, sipping cocktails, basking in the sun and wiggling our toes in the sea - we felt very close to Paradise! DD and I had raved about Castaway Cay to DH and as the date for our cruise approached, I'd started to wonder (and worry) that we'd oversold the experience. I asked him if that was the case and he said nothing. He couldn't - he was having a little snooze in the sun! I guess I had my answer...
My belly started rumbling way sooner than expected and I suggested a stroll to the Bar-B-Q dining area. Dick needed no persuading! We slowly walked along the shore, hand in hand, to the buffet and selected our lunch. I have to say my Mahi Mahi burger and potato salad were delicious - I don't know what Dick had as he appeared to inhale it! After another leisurely stroll, we continued reading and enjoyed a swim in the wonderful warm water.
Dick enjoying a Man From Atlantis moment...
Before long, it was time to head for the cabana area as there was a final treat in store - the couples massage! We checked in and waited a short time before being escorted into a rustic, airy, cabana with two side by side massage tables. Our two therapists asked us what treatments we wanted and Dick quickly requested the same as we'd experienced earlier in the week in the Spa. Touched by his enthusiasm, I agreed but steeled myself for an hour of mauling massage and repeat ribbing about the state of my skin. The session began with the massage and, to my surprise, I found it really pleasurable this time around! Maybe my left shoulder wasn't quite so knotty as earlier in the week or maybe I knew what to expect second time around? Either way, this therapist definitely didn't feel the need to ensure I nearly passed out from the pain, so I was able to languidly lie there and enjoy the moment! Again the facial felt wonderful and, guess what, the therapist actually complimented me on my lack of wrinkles! What a different a therapist makes! I felt so fantastically relaxed at the end of our 60 minutes or so not even hurrying for the tram to take us back to the Magic could break the mood. We met Bob and Penny as we returned to the ship - they'd enjoyed a couples session in the Cabana too. We were one chilled foursome...
Back in our stateroom, it was time to tackle the packing while sipping champagne and munching wedding cake - very civilised! It quickly became clear we didn't have a hope in Helga of fitting all our acquired goodies into the existing luggage and would have to make a Florida Mall pitstop after disembarking the following morning! And that was before the Art Auction at Sea folk turned up with tubes of lithographs, the framed metal heart and, of course, Dick's Pic! They had securely wrapped everything so it was just (just!?!) a case of making them fit... We pressed on, and by the time we had to get ready for dinner, progress had been made. All cases were lined up and ready to put outside our stateroom door for collection and our extensive, if somewhat eclectic, array of hand luggage hogged one of the easy chairs. Tips were pre-paid via the concierge, room service breakfast ordered and just nightwear and assorted toiletries were left to pack the following morning! Feeling rather satisfied, I strolled out onto the veranda for one last look around. Wow! I was so glad I did as the horizon was ablaze with this spectacular sunset! I stepped back inside to get DH and we shared yet another Magical moment...
We were about to leave the room for dinner one last time, when there was a knock at the door and there stood the concierge team. Earlier in the week I had asked them if they could have a cushion cover signed by the characters for me. I'd enclosed suitable pens, a box of Cadbury chocolates and TBH I'd forgotten all about it. Jonathan and Pascal handed over my now signed cushion cover and I was, like so many times this week, completely blown away!
I never expected a memento so perfect and I nearly snogged the two unsuspecting officers there and then! Fortunately I remembered my stiff upper lip in time and so politely shook hands whilst saying in clipped tones (think Helen Mirren in The Queen) "Thanks awfully, chaps!" They also had a couple of extra special pins for our burgeoning collection which were very much appreciated. We thanked them for their great service and told them that we couldn't wait to be on the Magic and staying in 8602 again next summer. But no time to stand and chat - they had a job to do and we had dinner to get to so we said goodbye and hurried off...
Tonight the gang were back in Lumiere's, enjoying the "Till We Meet Again Menu". Throwing caution to the wind, DH and I spent a short time examining our options and made our food and wine choices very quickly...
Kaz's Choices: Seafood Medley, Crawfish and Lobster Bisque, Roasted Mint Pesto Crusted Sirloin of Lamb, Banana Creme Brulee Napoleon...
Dick's Choices: Chilled Tuna Sushi roll garnished with American Black Caviar, Crawfish and Lobster Bisque, Chicken and Mushroom Wellington, Baked Alaska...
What another totally fantastic evening with our fabulous table-mates! Tonight's theme seemed to be Steve's love and fascination, nay obsession, with the Scottish accent! Seems his heroes range from Sean Connery to Groundskeeper Willie! Who knew!?? I'm juvenile enough to admit that his strangled attempts to get his tongue around the complexities of the Highland lilt had me in hysterics (sorry, Steve!) and I just hope no Scots at neighbouring tables took offence - I can promise it was definitely a case of imitation being the sincerest form of flattery. Well, something like that, anyway! I don't think we stopped laughing throughout the evening and the only downside was the fact that we had to say goodbye at the end of it! After dinner, the servers strutted their stuff around the room, waving flags to illustrate how they came from all corners of the globe. Clapping loudly, waving napkins and even standing on our chairs, we cheered raucously for our 'team' as they went by! The diners were dispersing now but still our table remained seated. Suddenly, I heard a voice say, "Now is this the elusive CustardTart?!" and I turned around to see Mike (aka Papa) who had first welcomed me on the cruise thread so very many months ago! I can't tell you how happy this made me. I'd missed Mike and his wife Kathy at the original Meet and we'd been so busy throughout the week, there just hadn't been a moment to catch up. I was on my feet in a moment and almost knocked the poor guy over with my enthusiastic hug! I want to say 'thank you' to this wonderful man for taking the time and trouble to hunt me down - Mike, you made my night!
Anyway, all too soon, it was time to leave Lumiere's and we embraced our new friends, thanking them for a memorable week and expressing our very best wishes... I really hope we are able meet up again in the future, guys!
Before heading off for our last nightcap in the Promenade Lounge, we returned to the suite to put the bulk of our luggage, appropriately labelled with Tinkerbell tags, outside the door ready for collection. It felt very final and our glum expressions said it all, really. Even the expert turndown and delightful kneeling towel angel left by our sensational stateroom host didn't cheer us up. OK, maybe a little...
Only one thing to do then - head back to the bar! Once seated comfortably at our favourite table, we decided to try a couple of flavoured martinis as the free ones on offer at the art auction had been surprisingly delicious! I had a rasberry one - actually I had two, they were that good! With our moods improved, we said goodbye to our favourite bar staff and made our way to bed for one last sleep...
I returned to the veranda not to take photos but to gaze on the wonderful vista that had appeared overnight!
Stunning, eh? Anyway, DH returned and what a tease! He'd picked up some orange AND cranberry juice from Deck 9 so we started the day with a cocktail of his own design - a 'Dick's Fizz' if you will! Mmm, OK, so the name needs work but at least the honeymoon was back on! We wolfed down the smoked salmon and scrambled egg, then dressed for the beach before heading down to disembark from the ship. Tandem parasailing was scheduled for 10.15am and TBH I was more than a little nervous. I just wanted to get on with it so without delay we headed for the Marge's Barges. As it turned out, my fears were unfounded - we arrived at the reception to be told there was a mechanical problem with one of the boats so our session had to be cancelled! Oh what a shame!!! Seriously I was a little disappointed but, as DH said, all the more reason to return...
We trekked around the island to Serenity Bay which looked much busier than I'd experienced with Sophie back in May 2005! After hunting down a suitable spot, we dragged a couple of beach chairs down to the shore and relaxed with our feet in the sea. Before long, a waitress approached us so I seized the moment and ordered a couple of Konk Koolers - well, it would've seemed rude not to! Oh my! They were delicious and all too soon it was time for round 2! Sitting there, sipping cocktails, basking in the sun and wiggling our toes in the sea - we felt very close to Paradise! DD and I had raved about Castaway Cay to DH and as the date for our cruise approached, I'd started to wonder (and worry) that we'd oversold the experience. I asked him if that was the case and he said nothing. He couldn't - he was having a little snooze in the sun! I guess I had my answer...
My belly started rumbling way sooner than expected and I suggested a stroll to the Bar-B-Q dining area. Dick needed no persuading! We slowly walked along the shore, hand in hand, to the buffet and selected our lunch. I have to say my Mahi Mahi burger and potato salad were delicious - I don't know what Dick had as he appeared to inhale it! After another leisurely stroll, we continued reading and enjoyed a swim in the wonderful warm water.
Dick enjoying a Man From Atlantis moment...
Before long, it was time to head for the cabana area as there was a final treat in store - the couples massage! We checked in and waited a short time before being escorted into a rustic, airy, cabana with two side by side massage tables. Our two therapists asked us what treatments we wanted and Dick quickly requested the same as we'd experienced earlier in the week in the Spa. Touched by his enthusiasm, I agreed but steeled myself for an hour of mauling massage and repeat ribbing about the state of my skin. The session began with the massage and, to my surprise, I found it really pleasurable this time around! Maybe my left shoulder wasn't quite so knotty as earlier in the week or maybe I knew what to expect second time around? Either way, this therapist definitely didn't feel the need to ensure I nearly passed out from the pain, so I was able to languidly lie there and enjoy the moment! Again the facial felt wonderful and, guess what, the therapist actually complimented me on my lack of wrinkles! What a different a therapist makes! I felt so fantastically relaxed at the end of our 60 minutes or so not even hurrying for the tram to take us back to the Magic could break the mood. We met Bob and Penny as we returned to the ship - they'd enjoyed a couples session in the Cabana too. We were one chilled foursome...
Back in our stateroom, it was time to tackle the packing while sipping champagne and munching wedding cake - very civilised! It quickly became clear we didn't have a hope in Helga of fitting all our acquired goodies into the existing luggage and would have to make a Florida Mall pitstop after disembarking the following morning! And that was before the Art Auction at Sea folk turned up with tubes of lithographs, the framed metal heart and, of course, Dick's Pic! They had securely wrapped everything so it was just (just!?!) a case of making them fit... We pressed on, and by the time we had to get ready for dinner, progress had been made. All cases were lined up and ready to put outside our stateroom door for collection and our extensive, if somewhat eclectic, array of hand luggage hogged one of the easy chairs. Tips were pre-paid via the concierge, room service breakfast ordered and just nightwear and assorted toiletries were left to pack the following morning! Feeling rather satisfied, I strolled out onto the veranda for one last look around. Wow! I was so glad I did as the horizon was ablaze with this spectacular sunset! I stepped back inside to get DH and we shared yet another Magical moment...
We were about to leave the room for dinner one last time, when there was a knock at the door and there stood the concierge team. Earlier in the week I had asked them if they could have a cushion cover signed by the characters for me. I'd enclosed suitable pens, a box of Cadbury chocolates and TBH I'd forgotten all about it. Jonathan and Pascal handed over my now signed cushion cover and I was, like so many times this week, completely blown away!
I never expected a memento so perfect and I nearly snogged the two unsuspecting officers there and then! Fortunately I remembered my stiff upper lip in time and so politely shook hands whilst saying in clipped tones (think Helen Mirren in The Queen) "Thanks awfully, chaps!" They also had a couple of extra special pins for our burgeoning collection which were very much appreciated. We thanked them for their great service and told them that we couldn't wait to be on the Magic and staying in 8602 again next summer. But no time to stand and chat - they had a job to do and we had dinner to get to so we said goodbye and hurried off...
Tonight the gang were back in Lumiere's, enjoying the "Till We Meet Again Menu". Throwing caution to the wind, DH and I spent a short time examining our options and made our food and wine choices very quickly...
Kaz's Choices: Seafood Medley, Crawfish and Lobster Bisque, Roasted Mint Pesto Crusted Sirloin of Lamb, Banana Creme Brulee Napoleon...
Dick's Choices: Chilled Tuna Sushi roll garnished with American Black Caviar, Crawfish and Lobster Bisque, Chicken and Mushroom Wellington, Baked Alaska...
What another totally fantastic evening with our fabulous table-mates! Tonight's theme seemed to be Steve's love and fascination, nay obsession, with the Scottish accent! Seems his heroes range from Sean Connery to Groundskeeper Willie! Who knew!?? I'm juvenile enough to admit that his strangled attempts to get his tongue around the complexities of the Highland lilt had me in hysterics (sorry, Steve!) and I just hope no Scots at neighbouring tables took offence - I can promise it was definitely a case of imitation being the sincerest form of flattery. Well, something like that, anyway! I don't think we stopped laughing throughout the evening and the only downside was the fact that we had to say goodbye at the end of it! After dinner, the servers strutted their stuff around the room, waving flags to illustrate how they came from all corners of the globe. Clapping loudly, waving napkins and even standing on our chairs, we cheered raucously for our 'team' as they went by! The diners were dispersing now but still our table remained seated. Suddenly, I heard a voice say, "Now is this the elusive CustardTart?!" and I turned around to see Mike (aka Papa) who had first welcomed me on the cruise thread so very many months ago! I can't tell you how happy this made me. I'd missed Mike and his wife Kathy at the original Meet and we'd been so busy throughout the week, there just hadn't been a moment to catch up. I was on my feet in a moment and almost knocked the poor guy over with my enthusiastic hug! I want to say 'thank you' to this wonderful man for taking the time and trouble to hunt me down - Mike, you made my night!
Anyway, all too soon, it was time to leave Lumiere's and we embraced our new friends, thanking them for a memorable week and expressing our very best wishes... I really hope we are able meet up again in the future, guys!Before heading off for our last nightcap in the Promenade Lounge, we returned to the suite to put the bulk of our luggage, appropriately labelled with Tinkerbell tags, outside the door ready for collection. It felt very final and our glum expressions said it all, really. Even the expert turndown and delightful kneeling towel angel left by our sensational stateroom host didn't cheer us up. OK, maybe a little...
Only one thing to do then - head back to the bar! Once seated comfortably at our favourite table, we decided to try a couple of flavoured martinis as the free ones on offer at the art auction had been surprisingly delicious! I had a rasberry one - actually I had two, they were that good! With our moods improved, we said goodbye to our favourite bar staff and made our way to bed for one last sleep...
tiggerwannabe
~Optimistic Realist~
- Joined
- Aug 27, 2002
Wow. You're good.
I want to publish this stuff! seriously. it's that good.
I got my angel for Christmas!
still have her 
I want to publish this stuff! seriously. it's that good.
I got my angel for Christmas!
still have her 
eva
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- Joined
- Aug 20, 1999
Karen, this report is fantastic! I'm glad Steve didn't offend. He has been talking about visiting Scotland for a very long time. I feel sorry for him because he has worked on that Scottish accent for over a year. He's just so awful at it!
- Joined
- Oct 19, 2004
And so it was over. Almost. We awoke at 7am and reluctantly rolled out of bed. Immediately, there was a knock at the door and our early morning coffee, orange juice and toast arrived. Silently we showered, dressed and packed up the last of our stuff before enjoying a final half-glass of Bucks Fizz. We looked around the gorgeous room for one last time...
...before gathering up our impressive array of hand luggage and leaving the suite...
As we were loaded like pack animals, we opted to take the elevator for once and soon arrived in the Lobby where it seemed as every passenger had decided to gather at exactly the same time! It looked a little daunting but actually embarking was a breeze and we were soon making our way down the ramp to the Customs Hall. Now last night at dinner, Eva had passed on a tip about using a porter as this would speed up the Customs process and her advice was spot on! With the help of a friendly porter we were soon through customs and loading our luggage in hire car. Moments later, we were singing along to a half-remembered classic from 1981 on WMMO (Jesse's Girl by Rick Springfield) and heading back towards Orlando. We made Florida Mall our first stop but unfortunately it didn't open until 10am so we decided to get a proper breakfast at IHOP! This was our first visit to the International House of Pancakes and I'm absolutely confident, 100% sure and extremely certain that it positively, definitely won't be our last... Yum, yum, YUM... Anyway we headed back to FM and parked up. I had two agendas - one enormous piece of luggage, preferably Kipling, and as many Yankee Candle tarts as my little arms could carry!
We passed through the Mall like locusts only pausing when we bumped into......Bob and Penny! Yay! I can't tell you how delighted we were to see our former tablemates - after the downer of leaving the Magic, it was just so uplifting! And having made our purchases we headed for the airport still buoyant from our unexpected rendezvous... Picking up the card key for our day room at the Hyatt went smoothly and we used our time there to freshen up and re-pack the luggage more sensibly. The newly purchased extra large black Kipling duffle swallowed everything we threw in it and we were able to check-in at Virgin's MCO desk with plenty of time to spare. A swift survey of the shops seemed in order and in the Disney Store my delightful DH presented me with a Pirate Mickey as a memento of our unbelievable trip - thank you, Richard!
Time now to retreat to the Delta lounge and grab ourselves a well-earned drink. Or two. This was our first time here and I gotta tell you, we were impressed! The lounge is spacious, elegant and well serviced. The food options that we enjoy at the Virgin Clubhouse weren't available but despite that we had a fine time chilling and reviewing the past week. Before long, our gate was called and we boarded the plane feeling reluctant to go home but relaxed about the journey. This time we were seated in the coveted 6A/C - hurrah!!! The procedure was the same as our outward journey - drink champagne cocktails, eat a very nice meal and bed down on the comfortable flat bed for a few hours sleep...
...before arriving at London Gatwick to leaden grey south eastern skies and congestion on the M25! Suddenly our Caribbean cruise seemed more dream than reality and we drove the half hour journey in near silence. We arrived at our home and pulled into the drive with a sigh. As we'd both left our house keys behind, I rang the doorbell and crossed my fingers that would be sufficient to raise one of the kids to open up the front door. Huddling in the porch in an attempt to keep out of the drizzle, the Magic seemed rather long ago and very far away. Eventually, Sophie opened the door and we were inside, staring at the familiar surroundings we'd left behind just over a week ago. Despite the fact that she'd been rudely awoken by our insistent bell ringing, Sophie was touchingly eager to hear all about the trip and so, hesitantly at first, we began to talk through everything that happened during our Magical journey. Before long and after a couple of very large coffees, we were in our stride, downloading photos, laughing about our escapades and bringing the trip to back to life - for the family and, more importantly, for ourselves...
Which brings me to this trip report. Thank you, dear readers, for hanging in there, for sharing our dream vacation and for giving me a reason to commit to hard copy every memorable moment of the trip when I celebrated twenty five fabulous years with the man who will forever be the love of my life. Bless you. It's been a blast and I hope to share some good times with you again in the future. Party on...
...before gathering up our impressive array of hand luggage and leaving the suite...
As we were loaded like pack animals, we opted to take the elevator for once and soon arrived in the Lobby where it seemed as every passenger had decided to gather at exactly the same time! It looked a little daunting but actually embarking was a breeze and we were soon making our way down the ramp to the Customs Hall. Now last night at dinner, Eva had passed on a tip about using a porter as this would speed up the Customs process and her advice was spot on! With the help of a friendly porter we were soon through customs and loading our luggage in hire car. Moments later, we were singing along to a half-remembered classic from 1981 on WMMO (Jesse's Girl by Rick Springfield) and heading back towards Orlando. We made Florida Mall our first stop but unfortunately it didn't open until 10am so we decided to get a proper breakfast at IHOP! This was our first visit to the International House of Pancakes and I'm absolutely confident, 100% sure and extremely certain that it positively, definitely won't be our last... Yum, yum, YUM... Anyway we headed back to FM and parked up. I had two agendas - one enormous piece of luggage, preferably Kipling, and as many Yankee Candle tarts as my little arms could carry!
We passed through the Mall like locusts only pausing when we bumped into......Bob and Penny! Yay! I can't tell you how delighted we were to see our former tablemates - after the downer of leaving the Magic, it was just so uplifting! And having made our purchases we headed for the airport still buoyant from our unexpected rendezvous... Picking up the card key for our day room at the Hyatt went smoothly and we used our time there to freshen up and re-pack the luggage more sensibly. The newly purchased extra large black Kipling duffle swallowed everything we threw in it and we were able to check-in at Virgin's MCO desk with plenty of time to spare. A swift survey of the shops seemed in order and in the Disney Store my delightful DH presented me with a Pirate Mickey as a memento of our unbelievable trip - thank you, Richard!
Time now to retreat to the Delta lounge and grab ourselves a well-earned drink. Or two. This was our first time here and I gotta tell you, we were impressed! The lounge is spacious, elegant and well serviced. The food options that we enjoy at the Virgin Clubhouse weren't available but despite that we had a fine time chilling and reviewing the past week. Before long, our gate was called and we boarded the plane feeling reluctant to go home but relaxed about the journey. This time we were seated in the coveted 6A/C - hurrah!!! The procedure was the same as our outward journey - drink champagne cocktails, eat a very nice meal and bed down on the comfortable flat bed for a few hours sleep...
...before arriving at London Gatwick to leaden grey south eastern skies and congestion on the M25! Suddenly our Caribbean cruise seemed more dream than reality and we drove the half hour journey in near silence. We arrived at our home and pulled into the drive with a sigh. As we'd both left our house keys behind, I rang the doorbell and crossed my fingers that would be sufficient to raise one of the kids to open up the front door. Huddling in the porch in an attempt to keep out of the drizzle, the Magic seemed rather long ago and very far away. Eventually, Sophie opened the door and we were inside, staring at the familiar surroundings we'd left behind just over a week ago. Despite the fact that she'd been rudely awoken by our insistent bell ringing, Sophie was touchingly eager to hear all about the trip and so, hesitantly at first, we began to talk through everything that happened during our Magical journey. Before long and after a couple of very large coffees, we were in our stride, downloading photos, laughing about our escapades and bringing the trip to back to life - for the family and, more importantly, for ourselves...
Which brings me to this trip report. Thank you, dear readers, for hanging in there, for sharing our dream vacation and for giving me a reason to commit to hard copy every memorable moment of the trip when I celebrated twenty five fabulous years with the man who will forever be the love of my life. Bless you. It's been a blast and I hope to share some good times with you again in the future. Party on...
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