I really cant remember everything we did. Its sad. I know. I didnt take notes. I always take notes when we go with the kids. I always jot down my notes at meal times while Chad is waiting in line and Im table saving. Heh. But since we were always together, I never really got a chance. I remember that we went to Japan for food. I wanted the kabobs, well, they had just changed the menu and no kabobs. In fact nothing looked good. So I talked Chad into trying the sushi. Something different, it took a few minutes to get him to agree, but he did. We got our sushi to share and our chop sticks, which he couldnt figure out. Lol. One bite and he was in heaven. When will he learn to trust me? It was my first time too. I figured SO many people cant live without it, so there has to be something to it. It was great! (Since then we get it all the time from Publix.) We rode soarin at some point. We were standing in line behind a know-it-all. He was so funny. Most of his information was incorrect and out of date.
We left Epcot, stopped for the obligatory picture and went to the bus stop to wait. There were probably about 10-15 people waiting with us. Suddenly Chads phone rings. FFFFFFFFFFFAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT. Nice, thats real classy. Yep thats us, were the ones whose cell phone ring is none other than a nice juicy fart. I groaned, stepped far away from Chad and tried my best to pretend I didnt know him. Most everyone laughed about it, but not me. I didnt find it the least bit funny. Who spends $2.00 to hear a fart every time their phone rings? He can pretty much hear that whenever he pleases, unfortunately, so can I. Especially at night. In bed. When I cuddle him. Well the phone call was that our perc test was done and ready to be picked up. Were building a house. We were, for five months, living with a very unhappy, grumpy single friend of ours. Until I started having chest pains and numbness in my left arm. Then we decided to spend the money and rent somewhere until our house is done. The reason I mention this is #1 because it relates because we got the phone call while at WDW and # 2 because its the reason I havent posted a new installment in so long. We went away to the beach the weekend after my heart issues( We still dont know for sure what it is. Could be stress, Im going to the cardiologists this afternoon, because I was having irregular heart beats that day I went to the DR with the numbness and pressure.) we went to the beach for 4 nights, since then weve been moving
and building furniture. When money isnt flowing like milk and honey you buy crap you put together yourself. It takes forever. were not even half way done. BUT now I am really off topic, so much in fact I now need to read back and see where I was going. Oh yes, so long since my last installment. You see, in order to do all it takes to move a family of 6 and most of our belongings and unpack and make a happy, neat, clean and orderly home once again, I knew I had to stay off the computer. You know how it is
its hard. I needed an intervention. So I intervened and decided that I would not call to get a phone hooked up until we were moved in and unpacked. Pathetic, I know. But its the truth. Thankfully only my husband knows of my sick obsession and not the rest of my family. Im sure theyd put me away. For good. So, Im writing this in word. We wont have a phone until sometime next week. For sure by the 13th they said. I could probably have this finished by then. I wouldnt count on it.
So, we load the bus and get back to the WL. We were so excited about getting to our room and seeing it and the view. I dont know about you, but for me, part of the excitement about going to WDW is finding out where our room is. This time I didnt make any requests because sometimes its fun just to leave it up to fate. Or the room assigners. The fateful. Dreadful. Room assigners. They so thoughtlessly assigned us to the 2nd floor. Who knew the 2nd floor was actually ground level with the lobby. We were confused for a minute. Really, you shouldnt expect that much out of us. My husband paid for a fart, ya know. Before we brought our bags in we checked out the room
once we figured out how the 2nd floor appeared to be ground level, but wasnt. I cant remember the room number, however I did take a picture of that dreadful balcony. Our first impressions of the resort outside of the wonderful grounds and lobby were this. Worn stained carpet. Stained, peeling, mismatched wall paper. Dingy. Dull. Actually Chad referred to it as the hotel from the Shining, seeing as how I never saw that movie, I just called it the hallway from and or to hell. We opened our door and werent greeted by beautiful furnishings and tropical beauty. It was more stains, more peeling and more dingy dullness. It was a king room, which was a nice surprise, but not enough to make up for the dirty feel. I thought I was at a WDW deluxe resort, not a motel 6. The room was on par with a Knights Inn I once stayed in off I-95. Only we werent paying $35 a night. We were highly disappointed, with everything. Something that really stuck out was the tackiness of it. The wall paper in the bathroom was super tacky and the fridge was just sitting there, cocked sideways. I didnt understand that at all. When the Moderates got their fridges they put them in nice furniture, to hide it. At the WL they threw it out there, not even sitting straight, for all the world to see. Plus it was WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY smaller than the one at the Poly. Just sayin. Now I understand that I am probably the ONLY person on the DIS who hated the WL and people are probably seeing red at my description of the room. But its my TR and I didnt like it. The furnishings are fine, everything else is tacky. More like summer camp than a deluxe resort
and the rooms are SO flippin tiny! Now that I am almost in tears and hating this place so much, wishing for the Poly once again
.or even POP
I went to pull back the curtains. This is what I saw. A stone wall and the couple sitting on their balcony in the next room. Ours was the last room before the lodge makes that U shape. So instead of a wonderful courtyard view, we could only see the people in the next couple rooms, IF we stood, because of the stone wall. Chad hated it too. I felt so bad for him. Hed been wanting to come here more than anywhere else. The Poly was for me, he wanted the WL. He hated it so much in fact he suggested that we see if we can get another room at the Poly, and just pay full price. I told him that I would try my best to have a good attitude if we had to keep this room, but I said we should to ask to be moved. So we did. While I was standing there the man next to me was asking to get a refurbished room. My ears perked up. I didnt know anything about any refurbished rooms. When I popped into the WL FAQ thread they didnt mention anything about refurbished rooms to me. AND I heard them quote his rate. He was paying rack rate for a courtyard view
wish I had known their were refurbished rooms. So I had high hopes, maybe wed get one too, maybe we get a high floor this time
.a view. Something! If youre wondering why I didnt ask for a refurbished room while I was standing there its because my CM was already in the back room seeing about another room for me. When he came back he had one, I didnt want to make him go back again for another one. It took forever. So he came back. Okay, I was able to get you another room. Its also on the second floor. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. So back to hell we go. This time, into the deepest darkest regions of hell. We were all the way at the very end of that hallway. This time the room was the same blah. But. Two beds instead of one. Still a stone balcony, but at least the view wasnt of the neighbors. We actually could see the lake. Kind of. If we moved all around to see in between the thick growth of trees. I was happier, we decided to make the most of it. Chad offered to go buy a chain saw, so we could actually see the view we were paying for. I unpacked and we cracked open a bottle of champagne. Not to celebrate anything, but to forget. To forget the depths of hell in which we were in. And to forget how much money we were paying to be in those depths. We couldnt actually SIT on the balcony, and see how over the stone wall. So we climbed up on the stone wall and sat there. Were rebels. And we have champagne. We sat there and chatted, watching the people below us, drinking our champagne, and talked about wanting to have water balloons. Wouldnt it be great fun to throw them at people below and then duck. No one can see us because of this darned stone wall, We said. But we restrained ourselves and drank our sorrows away. After we finished off the bottle we decided to go out to the pool. Anything to get out of the room. So we donned our swimming suits and headed out. We found a table behind the bar, far away from the pool. We dont mind being away from it all when we dont have the kids to watch. It was hot. So we decided to take a dip. This was our first impression of the pool. The water is the temperature of pee. Gross. Plus I got kicked multiple times by the thousands of little kids EVERYWHERE! That place needs a bigger pool. Too many people + too small of a pool = crowded and pee temperature water. Now that we were grossed out and not the least bit cooled off we went back to our table. I think we might have had a drink. I cant remember for sure. After a little while we decided to head back to the room to clean up so we could head back to Epcot.
Up next: Torrential rains, Pluto goes home, and finally getting to the Porno
ride.
PS. I forgot to mention that before we left we wanted to ride Maelstrom. The wait was like 25 minutes. We actually had to get a FP. LOL!
We were at the beach, then when we got back it was straight into moving and I had no phone until yesterday. I did write an installment while I was gone. I'll be posting it today. Thanks again. 
We actually sat through the movie at the end...which was okay, but way too loud. By "okay" I mean avoid it at all costs. Now I cannot remember a thing that we did. How sad is that? All I can remember is leaving in enough time to beat the Illuminations crowds. So we headed to the bus before 9....and loaded, and waited and waited. Our bus driver left...not sure where, but Illuminations had started before he finally showed up and took us back to the WL. Everyone on the bus was wondering, out loud, where he went...and why we were sitting here. We all left early for the same reason and non of us where to keen on sitting here until the crowds showed up. Finally we made it back...and just in time! When we got back to the room I went out to the balcony. Since that was the only place it wasn't miserable and I heard and saw(through the trees) the Electrical Water Pagent. Which made the room MUCH better...since we could see it, kinda, from our balcony...while sitting on the stone wall. 
