Dreamfinder2
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It started when we arrived at the OKW gate Monday about 5 PM. The young lady - had to be "Cat", based on other threads - said, "I could see your smile as soon as you turned the corner! Welcome home!"
I know I had this goofy grin splashed all over my face. "Would you mind saying that again, please?"
She smiled so big that her face split from ear to ear. "Welcome HOME!"
And people, it was like that for the rest of the week. From the absolutely painless check in, to the impeccable 2BR, to our park assaults, we had an absolute blast. While DW, DD, and I were long, long time Disney veterans, DD's 15-year-old friend had never been. When we all got our collective first look at our 2BR (6340), we just gasped. DD's friend Julie said, "this is OURS for the week?"
Well, yeah, it did rain daily, but never more than a couple of hours, and it tended to cool things down a bit. Crowds were significant, but I don't recall more than a 30-minute-wait for anything. I could wax poetic for such things as our first Space Mountain ride of the day ... when we got off the ride (we'd been on the right-hand track), a CM, who must've been a lead, said, "You enjoyed that so much, would you like to try the other track?" And he took us "backstage," to the other side, and rode with us on the other track. The girls were estatic, and it was just one of those wonderful pixie dust events that make Disney so special.
Lord, I hope I never take what we have for granted. My wife, who was just a bit more nonchalant about DVC than I was, said to me one night as we were on our balcony looking over the golf course before turning in, "You know something, pal? You were right."
I just keep thinking about the teenagers' faces when they got to hug Pooh - and, on a more typical note, their faces when they got to hug Aladdin ("He was HOT," said DD.)
I'd like to announce, with trembling pleasure, that the dream is alive.
I know I had this goofy grin splashed all over my face. "Would you mind saying that again, please?"
She smiled so big that her face split from ear to ear. "Welcome HOME!"
And people, it was like that for the rest of the week. From the absolutely painless check in, to the impeccable 2BR, to our park assaults, we had an absolute blast. While DW, DD, and I were long, long time Disney veterans, DD's 15-year-old friend had never been. When we all got our collective first look at our 2BR (6340), we just gasped. DD's friend Julie said, "this is OURS for the week?"
Well, yeah, it did rain daily, but never more than a couple of hours, and it tended to cool things down a bit. Crowds were significant, but I don't recall more than a 30-minute-wait for anything. I could wax poetic for such things as our first Space Mountain ride of the day ... when we got off the ride (we'd been on the right-hand track), a CM, who must've been a lead, said, "You enjoyed that so much, would you like to try the other track?" And he took us "backstage," to the other side, and rode with us on the other track. The girls were estatic, and it was just one of those wonderful pixie dust events that make Disney so special.
Lord, I hope I never take what we have for granted. My wife, who was just a bit more nonchalant about DVC than I was, said to me one night as we were on our balcony looking over the golf course before turning in, "You know something, pal? You were right."
I just keep thinking about the teenagers' faces when they got to hug Pooh - and, on a more typical note, their faces when they got to hug Aladdin ("He was HOT," said DD.)
I'd like to announce, with trembling pleasure, that the dream is alive.
