12/10-12/16 It's over??

[NeverlandClub23]

It's so sad. Our trip is over. But to relish in the joy that was once our trip I will tell y'all about it instead of getting drunk and crying.

The group:

Dad, 56 (mind of a 5 year old)
Mom, 48 (the sanity of the bunch)
Brother, 26 (the mind of a three year old, and that's giving him a lot of credit)
Me, 23 (the reason we keep coming back!-well, maybe not entirely me but my begging and crying sure doesn't hurt!)

Day 1:

Our flight leaves from Newport News, Virginia at 5:20 a.m. My brother of course thinks this is perfect because he can go out drinking until we leave. Which is great for the person sitting next to him on the plane (which would be me). So at about 3:45 a.m. we haul our half asleep bodies (and our one drunken body) to the airport. After checking in we go through security and head over to wait to board our plane, while I pray we don't get kicked out of the airport because my brother caught a sausage muffin on fire in their microwave. But, alas, we fled the scene and pointed at another family so we were off the hook. We board the plane and I'm stuck in the middle between my brother and some guy. (You know what I hate? When people argue about getting the window seat and then fall asleep. Are you kidding? I'm awake the whole time and I have to look at the stupid sky mall magazine instead of out the window?) Well, an hour later and after ordering a fake fireplace and magnetic bracelet close thingy and I'm bored...and I have to pee. I've decided to hold it as we only have about 30 min. But as time ticked on and I started getting jealous of other people getting to use the restroom, I looked at the guy beside me. He was dead asleep with his head laying on the tray table thing. So I started tapping his shoulder "Excuse me?" and he continued sleeping. "Ummm, excuse me, I have to go to the bathroom?" He looked up at me like I was the devil and I looked at him like if you don't move I'm going to crawl over you. So he lifted his head up. Now, I might be wrong, but don't people usually get up or at least move their legs to the side? Well, he apparently had an attitude about me waking him up and he just sat there. So I crawled over him, thinking I could've saved all of that time even waking him up. So of course when I get to the bathroom the fasten seat belt sign comes on. So I hurry and make my way back to my seat and we arrive in Atlanta. We ran to our next flight to Orlando. It's about 7:30 now so we're all starting to get our Mickey pants on and disposing of our cranky pants (not literally, although that would've been cute). We land in Orlando with no more bathroom troubles and then the real fun begins. We go skipping through the airport singing Partridge family tunes, butterflies join us, and the birds sing because "We're here! We're in Orlando!". We turn the corner to the Magical Express check in line and our Mickey bubble burst. There were more people in that line than there was for Splash Mountain in July of '93 before FastPass (I'm such a dork ). Well, after hearing the lady with the Mickey hands scream over and over that only one member of your party was to be in the line, my mom went in the line and we went off to find a seat. There wasn't any seat, so we parked it on the carpet. Well, that was the end of our trip, we were waiting until 12/16. Actually, she FINALLY came out and we refilled our Mickey bubble and before we could start skipping we came to another line to wait for the bus. Well, Geez o Petes. We get in that line. Waited about 30 min. and our bus came for our resort (We're staying at WL). We barely made it through as we were the last people they let on the bus before they stopped the line. So we jump on the bus and the guy says WL is the first of four stops, so we're pretty happy because it was about 10:30 and we had arranged for the WDW Car Care Center shuttle to pick us up about 11:00 to rent a car for the day. So we watched the Disney DVD thing on the way there but it didn't really do anything for us. You know, like flips or anything. So we get to WL and wait for the shuttle. It gets there and the guy had rap music BLARING as he drove and had a plastic cup with ten dollar bills shoved in it with the words TIP written on the outside. I thought that it was pretty funny because he didn’t handle any luggage as it was in the Magical Express black hole at the moment and the trip took about a minute and a half, but apparently he was THAT good to deserve ten dollars. After departing our friendly chauffer (who sped away from us like we had a disease), we arrive at the Alamo desk to rent our wonderful car for the day. And then after purchasing fire, flood, health, turtle-crossing, seagull poop, and snow insurance we come to find they don’t have any cars and we’d have to wait but he’s not sure how long because he can’t estimate times. So after staring blankly at each other for awhile, he then says “But we have plenty of mini-vans!” Well, isn’t that reassuring. Of course you have a more expensive vehicle. So after more blank staring (we’re pretty good at it) he finally says it’ll cost the same as the car. So we grab the keys, jump in, hit every pothole in the parking lot, and go 0-80 in 2.5 seconds (I love rental cars!). And we’re off to our traditional first breakfast at Cracker Barrel. (We usually drive to Orlando and this was our first time flying but we didn’t let that break our traditions.) After breakfast we head to our second tradition, Sea World. We have free tickets to Sea World whenever we go to WDW because my Dad works part-time for Water Country (a Busch company), so we always make it our first day thing. Although this year I didn’t realize I was traveling with a bunch of hundred year olds. We were in Sea World for two hours. Wow. We’re so crazy. Watch out Florida. We head back to WL to check in and take a nap. We walked through the lobby and all I could think was “Man, there’s a lot of people here”. But from what everyone says WL is the most popular resort during Christmas, so next year we might be staying somewhere else. It just wasn’t as peaceful as I remembered it. Anywho, we were upgraded to a Courtyard view room when my mom made reservations because they were sold out of standard rooms. Our room was pretty nice overlooking the lake and beach area, with a huge concrete wall covering up half of our balcony. But we didn’t really care as we knew we weren’t going to be spending much time in the room. Our luggage hadn’t arrived yet, but we passed out on the beds only to hear loud knocking 30 min. later. (I’ve realized in life if you ever want something to happen, like someone to call, or for you luggage to arrive, just go to sleep or get involved doing something else and it’ll happen when it’s the most annoying ). We roll out of bed at 6 p.m. to pretty ourselves for our 8 p.m. reservation at California Grill. After seeing there was no hope in the pretty department for my Dad or brother, we left. We took our nifty rental because we were to drive around looking at resort decorations after dinner. We park our sweet ride and walk to the California Grill, taking a moment to look at the Pinnochio chocolate sculpture in the lobby. Ok, moment’s over. We race to the elevator to check in on some floor but I wasn’t really paying attention because I almost fell asleep again waiting for the elevator. My goodness, I could’ve gotten married, had three kids, and watched them graduate high school by the time it came. Hmmm, or maybe I was just starving and every second felt like an hour. We check in, get in the California Grill elevator and head to the top. It was our first time trying out California Grill, and we were a little worried when we got off the elevator and it was so loud. But after waiting about 5 minutes, we were sat and we didn’t even notice the noise. We had a window seat in the back and it was so pretty to see the Castle and all of the lights of Magic Kingdom. My brother and I shared the "Peeky Toe" Crab California Roll with avocado and cucumber as an appetizer. I had the Mahi-Mahi with garlic mussels and something else it was all laying on and it was all delicious. In fact, everyone enjoyed their meals. It was a wonderful way to begin our trip. We all made this a must do for our next trip. So it was about 9:15 and we didn’t really have the time to wait for the fireworks so we headed out. We got on the monorail, skipped over Polynesian (we’re eating at O’hanas our last night), and headed to the Grand Floridian. We saw the gingerbread house and listened to the band playing Christmas music in the lobby. We then strolled around the grounds and watched the fireworks over Magic Kingdom. We went back to the Contemporary, grabbed our pimp mobile (my brother’s name for it. Yes, he’s quite a catch.), and headed over to the Boardwalk. After driving around in circles for days we finally find it (Have you ever noticed when you’re driving and looking for signs, you’ll always see a sign for everything else BUT for where you’re going? Ok, maybe it’s just us.) We parked, unloaded, and walked over to the Boardwalk. It’s approx. 10:30 p.m. and we walk around the Boardwalk with everything pretty much closed. It was pretty dead so we went in the Boardwalk to see their chocolate display. I don’t really remember much as I was looking for a bathroom but I do remember it wasn’t the one they showed on the Food Network special. It was still pretty though. It was pretty much a blur as I ran past when I finally saw the “Restroom” sign. We then stroll over to the Yacht and Beach Club to look at their Christmas displays. The Yacht Club was so beautiful and I think this is the place to try for our next trip. I loved all of the wood and the nautical theme. We walked over to Beach Club and saw their sugar/chocolate carousel and then I saw something that would make me cry myself to sleep the rest of the trip. Beaches ‘N Cream….was….closed. Closed for refurbishment. Closed! Do you people hear me! After getting on my knees and sobbing for a good fifteen minutes, I was dragged out and pushed on with the rest of our excursion. Crossing the bridge back over to Boardwalk I saw two of the cutest kitties in a bush. I walked over to the bush, calling the kitties, but not wanting to get too close as getting scratched to death at Disney World isn’t any more magical than getting scratched to death in real life. Well, the bush started moving and out popped two huge raccoons who just trotted across the bridge back toward the Beach Club. After clearing my heart from my throat, we ran back to the car leaving the skipping, butterflies, and birds in our dust. Day one was over. On to Day Two, or as I like to call it “Where did all of you people and rain come from?” or “Isn’t it supposed to be warm in Florida?”….See you soon.

 

[TinksMagic54]

Great beginning to your trip report -- look forward to hearing about the rest!

 

[goodeats]

We stayed at the WL at the exact same time (12/10-12/17). In fact we were dining at CG at the same time as you (7:10 until 9ish on 12/10)! I bet we walked past you a couple times. Hmmm, weird!

They were serving the Beaches and Cream sundaes at the Yacht Club Galley. We split a Banana Split, and it was heavenly!

 

[NeverlandClub23]

We stayed at the WL at the exact same time (12/10-12/17). In fact we were dining at CG at the same time as you (7:10 until 9ish on 12/10)! I bet we walked past you a couple times. Hmmm, weird!

They were serving the Beaches and Cream sundaes at the Yacht Club Galley. We split a Banana Split, and it was heavenly!

Are you kidding? And you didn't tell me? I hope you enjoyed some for me. We probably did pass each other. We were the people who looked like they didn't belong there.

 

[Iggipolka]

Thanks for a great report! I was wondering though if in your next installment, you could use paragraphs? I really want to read what you've written and it's hard to read without paragraphs.
Thanks so much! You have a great, funny writing style.

 

[NeverlandClub23]

Sure, sorry I get all excited when I write. I'll split it up because it does make it easier to read. Thanks for the feedback. And thanks for the compliment.

 

[NeverlandClub23]

Day Two:

Magic Kingdom/MGM Studios

We awake at 8:30 a.m.
We roll over and go back to sleep.
We awake at 9:30, tell my Dad to stop snoring.
Go back to sleep.

I finally roll out of bed at 10:30, stretch, and realize it’s our first day in the parks! Hooray! I look outside and see huge gray clouds over the park.

Hmph!
Well, it doesn’t rain in Disney World. The magic surely keeps it away.

We all get ready and my parents leave to return our luxury van to the rental place. While they’re gone I watch the Disney channels. I first stop on that annoying girl with the dark brown hair. And then realize I would need a lot of coffee before I could watch her so I went on a quest to find the channel with Samantha Brown on it. Well, well, well. No Samantha. Seems Annoying Brown Haired girl has replaced Samantha. Good move.

So I then continue to watch one of my favorite cartoons of all time. Lambert the Sheepish Lion. What a great cartoon.

My parents come back (thank god as they were financing the trip, I’d hate to have sat in the room watching Lambert over and over again stuck with my brother). We depart for Magic Kingdom around 11:45. As we crossed the lobby to exit out the back towards the boat I just couldn’t wait to be in the warm Florida weather. Last time we were here in December it was mid 70’s and beautiful all week. Hooray for Florida! We exit the lobby and I think they’re must be some mistake…

Are we still in Virginia?

And one common thing that happened on this trip is I kept hearing “Well, it’s warmer than it is back home”. Yes, but I’m not frolicking around all day outside at home either. I don’t go on vacation to Florida to bundle up. But, this will not dampen my mood!

We get in the park and head for Tomorrowland but as I look around I realize all of the people that went to WDW in December of 2001 must have told all of their friends and they told their friends and they told their friends about what a great time it is to come in early December because there were a lot of people! Now before someone starts their protests of how uncrowded it is, believe me it’s a lot better than middle of July or week of Christmas, but it was no second week of December, 2001. But I will not let this dampen my mood! We go to Buzz Lightyear and waited about 15-20 minutes and boarded.

Then started the trend of the week. Almost every single ride we rode that week stopped at least once when we rode it. Pirates of the Caribbean, Splash Mountain, Haunted Mansion, Space Mountain, It’s a Small World, Spaceship Earth, Peter Pan, the list goes on. So after Buzz Lightyear stopping three times (yes, I know sometimes it’s to let handicap people on, but how come I never get to stop in a room where I can get points? Crazy.), our ride was over. Ok enough of my rambling…

We depart only to find more gray clouds. This will not dampen my mood! My brother can’t wait until our 1:30 reservation at Liberty Tree so he leaves us to get a snack. My parents and I get on one of my favorite rides. The Tomorrowland Transit Authority. Then the bottom drops out and my mood is dampened.

Oh well, I tried.

Now, almost every time we’ve gone to Disney it has rained a couple of the days for no more than 5 to 10 minutes. Not this time. We were making up for all of the days we never got any rain. It rained and rained and now there was a line for our ride so we had to get off. We hid in Stroller Land (which was any overhang at this point because hundreds of strollers were jammed underneath everything), waiting for my brother. We finally found him and stood there waiting for the rain to stop.

Waiting for the rain to stop…
Waiting for the rain to stop…

It didn’t. So after much crying about girls being made of sugar and how we melt, no one felt sorry for me and we pressed on to Liberty Tree as it was 1:00 p.m. When we finally made it there, it stopped raining.

I think God thinks that’s funny.

We checked in and within 10-15 minutes were sat. We ordered sweet tea and our wonderful server (don’t remember his name) told us that it was the only place in all of Disney parks that served sweet tea. So we drank it like it wasn't going down fast enough. In fact I think my Dad asked for an IV of sweet tea but I wouldn’t know because it’s hard to hear when you’re bathing in sweet tea. A girl can go through withdrawals without a good sweet tea.
We had some sandwiches and soup and split the pound cake with ice cream and caramel and pecan sauce. This has to be hands down the BEST dessert I have ever eaten. And it didn’t have chocolate! I know! I was amazed myself.

So unfortunately places like this expect you to pay, but fortunately my parents were paying (such great people, taking their mooching adult children to Disney. I’ll have to repay them one day with letting them take me and my future husband (whoever he is) to Disney. They’ll love it).

Our wonderful server….Ricardo….Jordan….Lupe…(sorry, nothing’s ringing a bell), gave us to go cups with sweet tea. That was so nice feeding our addiction.

We decided to hit Haunted Mansion next and when we were going through the line, I told my family (who believes everything I say) about the one tombstone that opens her eyes. They looked at me and rolled their eyes. When I glanced over she opened her eyes and before I could tell my family they were shut again. Then they thought I was crazy and that all that sweet tea had entered my brain. We get on the ride and I show my brother a couple of hidden mickeys and we spend the rest of the ride arguing over whether they are really hidden mickeys (so I vowed next time to ride with my Dad who believes anything, well, except for tombstones that opens their eyes).

Then the ride stops and I’m right next to the dead bride thing with the beating heart. That can really creep you out just staring at it. Apparently, the little kid in the doombuggy behind us thought so too and started screaming at the top of his lungs (which really added to the soundtrack of the ride).

We exit the ride with our hitchhiking ghost. (Why do we always get stuck with the ugly one? And where are the female ghosts? Oh, so only crazy brides get to be ghosts? What are you trying to say? I’m not good enough to be a hitchhiking ghost? Hmph!) We move on to Mickey’s Philharmagic.

One thing I always think is pretty amusing to watch is that at almost every show there will be a fist fight over people not moving all the way to the end of the row. I thought the guy behind us was going to attack the people in our row who stopped in the middle. We just got out of the row, walked all the way around the theater, went down the same row, and had plenty of good seats. The show was great as usual.

Next is It’s a Small World. This ride is SO much better since refurbishment. I loved all of the bright colors. Nothing amusing happened on this ride. We rode some more rides and it started sprinkling, we headed back to the room to get some warmer clothes because we were spending the evening in MGM for their EMH.

After arriving at MGM around 6:45, we rushed to get our wristbands (which by the way the scanner thing they do with your room key is so much nicer than last year when they just looked at it, not even knowing if it was me), and flew over to Mama Melrose’s for our 7 p.m. dinner. They closed at 7, which we didn’t know when we made the reservation (I hate being the people just sitting in a restaurant hours after they closed and the servers in the back are cussing you out because they just want you to leave so they can go home), our server, Holly, was fantastic. She was so nice and funny. My brother and I split some pasta dish and we split Tiramisu for dessert, both of which were awesome. We said our goodbyes to Holly and thanked her for not spitting in our food because we came in at closing time, and left.

We then went through the Osbourne Christmas thing, which really isn’t my thing but my parents get a kick out of it so hey, I let them enjoy their five minutes. Ok back to MY trip!

We rode Tower of Terror (Wheeeeee!), Great Movie Ride (Ooooooooo!), Muppetvision (which I think is funny every time when Kermit says “We’re trying out new 3-D technology-Well, 3-D ain’t that new anymore, but it’s still a cute show), and we went in a few stores and left back for the room as we still had another day later in the week that we were coming back to MGM.

Next is Day Three or “There are some non-little-kid-lovin’ people at the Processional” or “Wheeeeeeeeee! I’m flying! Ok, I’m going to be sick.” Stay tuned.

 

[pumpkinfish]

We checked in and within 10-15 minutes were sat. We ordered sweet tea and our wonderful server (don’t remember his name) told us that it was the only place in all of Disney parks that served sweet tea. So we drank it like it wasn't going down fast enough. In fact I think my Dad asked for an IV of sweet tea but I wouldn’t know because it’s hard to hear when you’re bathing in sweet tea. A girl can go through withdrawals without a good sweet tea.

Hey there fellow Peninsula person I have been reading your trip reports and this is by far my fave part! It is sad, but truth be known that I only book LTT every trip so I can have their sweet iced tea

Love your writing style as it seems you have thoughts very similar to mine!

 

[denisekayt]

Love your trip report! You have a great sense of humor and I can't wait for more!

 

[Minniespal]

Loving your trip reports ~ Can't wait to read more.

 

[fabumouse]

Great report and I just have to comment on a few things from your first day - First of all, that refusal to get up thing really makes me angry and I don't put up with it anymore. I say You'll need to get up and if they won't (which has never happened) I will happily call the airline attendant to move their sorry lazy behind. And what is with THAT WOMAN with the white gloves who yells at everyone? Why don't they get a sign so people know what to expect? She's clearly irritated that she has to repeat herself for 8 hours a day, and you know, most people don't like to start their vacations with a giant hand being wagged in their face like they widdled on the carpet.

I love your descriptions of your brother! Made me laugh out loud!

 

[NeverlandClub23]

Day Three:

Epcot

We arise at the bright early hour of 10:00 am. (You know, the time that other people are leaving the park after riding every ride and seeing every show). We aren’t those people.

Last night I had arranged for the wake up call. It only took me two hours to figure it out! I was so proud of myself. I had it set for 8:00 a.m. So after picking up the phone and yelling “Who??” several times I realize it’s Mickey and he’s inviting me and my family to come spend all of our money at his parks. I think it’s a conspiracy.Sure he sounds all friendly. Wouldn't you if people were spending millions of dollars a year to see you? I know I would.

And while I’m on the whole wake up phone call, what’s with Stitch? Is he really that popular? I mean he interrupted mine and Mickey’s phone conversation. He was on our monorail every time we arrived at Magic Kingdom. Somebody must really love him.

Anyways, we flop out of bed and push each other out of the way for the mirror and wait in line for the bathroom (it’s so much fun, four adults sharing one room). And we’re on our way to Epcot! We have a lunch reservation at Biergarten in Germany at 11:45. My brother prayed we’d have a hot “chick” from Germany waiting on us. Shira (our male server ) was great and the buffet was good, but I’m not a big fan of sitting at a table with a bunch of other people. We all talked kind of softly because you don’t know if other people think STD’s in America is a good lunch conversation. Just kidding, we were really talking about STD’s in South America. Everyone knows Americans don’t have STD’s. Well, once again my parents paid and we said our goodbyes as my brother angrily commented that every other table had a hot German chick. Apparently, it wasn’t meant to be.

We then walked around World Showcase. Then I was on a mission. I was going to my guy friend’s parent’s house for their Christmas party the next weekend, so I wanted to bring them a little something. I decided to go to all of the countries and buy candy and put it in something (I hadn’t gotten that far in the plan, one thing at a time people). Well, thirty dollars later….geesh, who knew candy was so expensive? But I was satisfied and after moseying around for so long, it was suddenly 5:45, our reservation time for Chefs de France.

I would like to point out here that my brother and I tried to “Drink around the World” but we only got to Mexico and had a margarita before we were “Stumbling around the World”. And had to quit our plan….maybe we’ll build up our tolerance by next year.

Back to dinner, my brother prayed for another good looking waitress (and this is why my good prayers don’t get answered…). We got a rather attractive French guy. I love karma. See, if you had been nicer to your sister when you were younger maybe more of your prayers would be answered. Hmph! We were on the Processional package plane which included drink, appetizer, entrée, and dessert for each person. I had the cheese plate appetizer, one of the steaks as an entrée, and the cream puffs and ice cream for dessert. It was all amazing. And the service was great. And the bathrooms are really nice here. You must see them. I wonder why there’s not a “Nice pictures of bathrooms of Disney World” thread on DIS. Hmmmm…..

When we left here it was almost time for the processional. We headed that way and started waiting in line about 15 minutes before it started. Our seats were on the middilish-right of the stage which were great seats. There was a family sitting in front of us with three little kids. The show started and those parents tried so hard to keep the kids in their seats. I was exhausted just watching them. They weren’t yelling or screaming just moving around a lot. Two elderly ladies sitting in front of them turn around and stare at the kids and shake their heads. Now, I’m not a big fan of unruly kids but these kids were just being…well….kids. If I was little, I’d find it pretty ridiculous we were watching a bunch of people sing instead of riding some rides. But maybe that’s just me. The show was great as usual and when it was over the family turned around to us and the mom apologized saying “We really tried.” We said they were fine and didn’t bother us at all and she said “Well, we’re still sorry. The people in front of us didn’t feel the same way. We thought this was a family place.” Me too. Maybe some people don’t like their family. But to each his own…moving on.

We then went over to try Soarin’ which my Dad had been popping motion sickness pills all day to do. The line went pretty quickly (we waited maybe 15 minutes) and I loved the scenes of the landscapes on the wall. And I’m so glad they don’t have a long pre-show. I’m all for telling me what you’ve got to tell me so I can get on the ride. We boarded on the top row. The ride started and we were flying over the clouds. It was amazing. I look over to my right and my Mom is holding on for dear life and my dad has his hands in the air screaming “Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!”. My mom tells him to be a little quieter but he’s deaf in his left ear so he kept getting louder. Poor people to the left of me probably thought someone was dying. The ride finishes. People clap. For who? I don’t know. I clap anyways so I feel like I belong. And I hear from my right “I don’t feel very good.” Well, well, Mr. I-can-handle-Soarin’-and-it’s-clouds doesn’t feel good. Well, I guess not when you’re acting like a crazy person, can’t just sit there and enjoy the ride like the rest of us.

Our next ride was a bench. Outside. For an hour and a half. Very exciting. Soarin’ got the best of one of us but he swore he wanted to do it again. Just not now. Maybe later in the week.

It is now about 9:00 p.m. and we’ve ridden one ride. Every trip we get lazier and lazier. It’s either we're getting older or something Disney’s putting in their food. Anywho, we were supposed to go to Pleasure Island tonight to see the Comedy Warehouse Show (which we didn't make this year because, hey, we're lazy). We decide to leave before Illuminations, before the herd moves to leave the park. After much deliberation, we decide we (by we, I mean my mom and I) can’t handle them (my brother and Dad who now have their cranky/tired pants on). We head back for the room. We are defeated. Next time, we’re jumping one of the Cast Members for their Segway. I’ll put that in my notes to remember for next year. Oh well, 4 more days left. Next day Four or “What do you mean you didn’t plan a table service meal for dinner? You mean we might…STARVE?!?!” or “It’s a Very Chilly Christmas Party”..See ya soon!

 

[budbeerlady]

We were there 12/10 - 12/17 and had a great time. But every ride stopped forever!!!! I thought the last time at small world I was going to go crazy!!!!! We didnt go anywhere for five min, that is a long time for the 3rd trip on small world! Now if they were serving small drinks in small world I might not object to a little stopping now and then. And I dont do well with people that just stop in the middle of the walkways, is it soooooo hard to step to the side?! By the end of the trip I was a walking right through the little group if they stopped in my walkway. Do you stop your car in the middle of the road? Glad you had fun! And it was freezing for MVMCP on the 13th!

 

[TIGGER'SFRIEND]

Beaches & Cream was open on Friday the 16th so we were able to enjoy, your trip report is really fun too read. We rode Soarin 3 times during our stay and clapped every time,why? I don't really know!!!

 

[notnothin]

Loving the trip reports so far, eager to hear about the remainder of your trip!

 

[DaisyGirlAllTheWay]

I wonder why there’s not a “Nice pictures of bathrooms of Disney World” thread on DIS. Hmmmm…..

Great report, looking forward to more.