Tuesday, January 10th, 2006:
Relaxation Day or WHAT THE HECK
WERE ON VACATION
Although the Disney Force is strong in this one, I have learned that scheduling at least one day of lounging during a trip is a refreshing break that allows me to relax and experience things on property that we havent ever done before. Its tough to break away, but well worth it. So we decided to sleep in today. You bet
sleeping until the ripe hour of 8am. I am an early to bed, early to rise kind of guy. I live my life more like a fuse than a wick. Burn fast and hot, but not for long.
Our original plan was to head over to Blizzard Beach if the weather was nice since we havent been there yet and to just soak up the sun
something rather difficult to do in Wisconsin during the winter months. After some thought however, we decided that maybe it would be more fun to just drift aimlessly and check out some other areas of the WDW property.
So we hopped a bus to the Animal Kingdom and then hopped another bus to the Animal Kingdom Lodge. Having heard amazing things about this resort, but never being there ourselves, we decided this would be a good place to start. All I can say is WOW!!! I have normally been able to resist the temptation of staying at a deluxe resort, having a hard time justifying the extra cost since we really arent there long enough to enjoy all of the extra amenities. I am definitely re-thinking that now, especially for future Mommy & Daddy only trips.
We were slightly disappointed in the fact that the bar wasnt open yet. I guess most people dont think about having a cocktail at 10am. Strange
I know. So we checked out all of the savannahs and talked to some of the CMs there about the animals and what they eat and stuff like that. We also looked through the gift shop and noticed another important difference between deluxe and value resorts. They have a larger variety of mixer. Michelle was running low on Tonic for her Tanqueray
dangerously low
crisis situation low. POP didnt have Tonic
just the free mixer (uhh
soda) at the food court. I know Ive talked a lot about my love of Captain Morgans, but you have to assume that every time I mention having a drink, Michelle is either enjoying her favorite beer, Stella Artois or her favorite cocktail, gin and tonic. Oh God
sorry
Tanqueray and Tonic or- Bombay Sapphire and Tonic. Whew
that was almost a HUGE misstatement. We picked up a liter of tonic and then, doing the mental math of alcohol-to-mix ratios, verifying our calculations on the slide rule, and adding a small safety factor, determined that perhaps two liters would be better.
With the petrifying possibility of running out of Tonic now behind us, we took a bus back to AK and decided to see if we could sneak into Rainforest for lunch. We didnt have a PS/ADR, which is always risky when thinking about the Rainforest, but were delighted when they were able to seat us right away. We got our menus and the waiter asked us if we wanted anything from the bar. Do we have LUSH tattooed to our foreheads? Michelle orders the Cheetah Rita and I order the Mongoose Mai Tai. You know, change things up a bit
keep em guessing. The waiter also asked if wed like our drinks in a souvenir glass. Now, you will not find a price for these drinks or the souvenir glass on the menu, which is always dangerous. Ive got two souvenir glasses from Planet Hollywood in my bar to prove that point. This is where things got crazy. I am starting to say, Thanks but no thanks when Michelle utters the 6 words no man wants to hear outside of the bedroom
What the heck, were on vacation. Okay, so I paid $30 for two drinks and two plastic glasses that light up in such a manner that will cause me to have an epileptic seizure every time I drink from one of them. Great, now I have four souvenir glasses in my bar from Orlando-area establishments. Honestly though, I just about re-created the When Harry Met Sally scene when I tasted the Mai Tai. Odd for a man, I know, but it was THAT good. Or, I was just THAT thirsty.
After a great, albeit expensive, lunch, we headed back to POP to lounge in the sun. We wanted to make sure we got some tanning and pool time in before we had to get all gussied up for our PS/ADR at Yachtsmans Steakhouse for dinner. The warm sun felt great and the pool was just refreshing enough to cool off and wash away the grime. The lifeguards take their jobs very seriously here. Always pacing
always staring
always looking cool. Have you ever noticed that, no matter how the pool deck chairs are positioned in the morning, they are always askew by the end of the day? Seriously, they are like those solar collection panels, constantly turning to face the sun.
We sipped our drinks and tanned in the sun until our drinks ran out. Because of the new business casual dress code policy at the finer Disney dining establishments, we dressed up and plotted a course to the Yacht Club. Always the adventurers, we took a bus to Disney Studios and then hopped a boat to the Yacht Club. The bus arrived when we got in line, the boat arrived when we got in line
.ahhh
the secret plan running in the background was working perfectly. Secret plan? You didnt honestly think I was going to just let it all happen willy-nilly did you? Of course not!!! There has been a secret plan running since we left Green Bay. Running flawlessly I might add, but unbeknownst to anyone. Hey, Im a freakin project manager
its what I do.
So we get to the Yacht Club and they are just opening up. We had a 5:30pm PS/ADR and apparently, thats when they open. But this concept was beyond this single lady who arrived right behind us. She was given a 5:45pm PS/ADR even though she was dining alone. This was apparently unacceptable to her. She showed up at 5:30pm and went on and on and on about how the restaurant was empty and blah, blah, blah. I think the hostess chicky was a little annoyed because, although the restaurant was pretty empty, she made the lady stand there until 5:45pm.
Cosmopolitan for the lady and Jack & Ginger for me. Again, trying to keep them guessing
dont want to get into a rut you know. Then, we see a family being seated not far from our table, and the Dad was wearing sweatpants in such a fashion that left little of his rather bulbous posterior to the imagination, matched with a sporty tank top shirt. Hmmm
.in what freakin business is that business casual? The Jack was beginning to course its way through the blood now, so I let that little annoyance melt away. I had one of the best Filet Mignons in my entire 37 years of eating meat. It was so good that I guess I didnt pay attention to what Michelle had to eat.
After dinner we hopped a bus to DD and then another bus to POP. The bus we caught at the Yacht Club also stopped at the Beach Club and the Boardwalk and seemingly the rest of the Greater Orlando Area. Jeez, youd think these high-falutin rich folk would get their own bus. Sucks to be them.
Oh, and one final note for today
for some reason, out of the 50 available deck chairs by the Bowling Pin pool at POP, we picked the one that was constantly in the little sliver of shade given off by one of the light poles. Sure, we could have moved
but that would have been a whole production of getting up, moving, carrying my drink 5 feet
whew. Instead, I devised an entire plan of removing the light pole
Hey honey, wheres my Leatherman? Its at home dear. Damn it
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