Friday, October 20th - That Grimace-Shaped Cloud is Getting Closer...
Jason and I are tired of exploring...we need some laziness at the pool to restore ourselves before spending the evening over at Raglan Road. We wander back to the room to change into our fashionable pool gear only to find to our horrified surprise -
Wait just a minute...I feel that I must warn those of you of a more delicate sensibility that the following passage and photograph may be one of the most shocking, if not
the most shocking you've ever come across on the DIS, let alone in the real world.
If you choose to skip this next portion I'll understand completely; if not, proceed with caution.
Those of you who travel with mascots, let this be a lesson - never leave them alone in the room, especially when there are scantily clad washcloth floozies just waiting for a chance to lead them astray.
My God, he didn't even take off his mouse ears! Where are his manners???
Would you like to see how we calmed our overwrought nerves? We went to the quiet pool, which stayed quiet almost the entire time we were there. One of the things I really enjoyed about this pool is that the water is heated - the smaller pools at BCV are not heated and in October that can make for chilly swimming (or in my case no swimming at all). There is also a great view of DTD from this pool, which makes lounging even more enjoyable in my opinion.
Same pool, different perspective:
And, if you happen to be walking along the pathway to DTD this is what you would see as you walked past the entrance to the pool area:
Downtown Disney and the lake are directly behind me in this shot and I am actually facing the pool area. Another cool thing that I didn't take a picture of is an overhang that is also behind me. It's a nice seating area that juts out close to the lake and there are big wooden rocking chairs placed there so that guests can plop, rock, and watch should they so choose. I adore the plop, rock, and watch stations at WDW resorts!!
Soon, it is time to go back to the room and get cleaned up for dinner. Jay and I are really looking forward to trying Raglan Road, especially because this is our last night without the parental unit - enjoy your freedom kids, because tomorrow afternoon the shackles of family togetherness arrive on Southwest Airlines.
A sober self-portrait - and by sober I mean we haven't started drinking yet:
You guys are familiar with that Chumbawumba song
Tubthumping, right? Well, on our way over to Raglan Road Jay and I amused overselves by singing Homer Simpson's version of the song, which goes something like this:
"I take a whiskey drink, I take a chocolate drink, and when I have to pee, I use the kitchen sink! I sing the song that reminds me I'm a urinating guy."

Sometimes we are just too funny, and other times, like this one, I think maybe it's not such a bad thing that we can't have kids.
Anyway...for those of you who have read my dining reviews, I don't want this to turn into a re-hash of something you've already plowed through. Here is the link to the Raglan Road portion of that review for anyone who is interested:
A Fine Time Was Had By All Post #38...scroll down past the AP review for Raglan Road.
I will say this...we went into Raglan Road with no pre-conceived notions other than thinking that the menu sounded tasty and we loved the idea of live Irish music. As with anything at WDW you hear both good and bad - it's all so subjective that you really have to take it with a block of salt (about the size of a salt-lick, actually).
We've never been to Ireland and have no idea just how authentic the decor, food, or entertainment at RR really are. We accepted it all in the spirit with which it was offered. And then we had some spirits...
A really nice couple seated next to us offered to take a picture of Jason, me, and our booze. What you see is a beer flight and a whisky flight...after we each already had a drink while waiting in the bar for our table.
We had a great evening - the food, booze, music, and service were all top notch and we have every intention of going back in May. I'll close out the day (finally) with this, which still has the power to reduce both my husband and me to hysterical squeaking and tear-shedding:
This is signage from Earl of Sandwich, which we must have passed a dozen times during the last three days. During the sober, daylight hours this sign never even registered with us. But at night that bright neon glow, enhanced by lots of alcohol, dares you to question exactly what it is that's being offered up for the public delectation.
Hot roast beef smoothies???
If anyone reading this trippie (surely someone is reading?) has partaken of the house specialty shown in the above photograph, please share your experience and opinion with us here. Jay and I are especially interested to know how you came to choose such a unique item.
And so ends Day 3.
Tomorrow is Saturday...we're moving over to the Beach Club Villas...the Grimace will be arriving...and we can finally start using those Park Hoppers!! Theme park bliss is just a hangover away!!
Thanks again for stopping by to read - for those of you who continue to acknowledge our geode, we offer you our special thanks.
