"Nautical Wheelers who call themselves sailors
Play fiddle tunes under the stars
Petticoats rustle, workin' shoes scuffle
Shuffle on down to the bar..."
We bounded through the mouse ears, right behind (guess who?!) the burgundy SUV gang! Right inside, to the left and to the right are the backdrops for the embarkation pictures. Small lines were gathering here. We got in one, and they moved swiftly. The photographer arranged us, first a family group shot of all of us, then one of just the kids. The one of the kids turned out better. We bought both, even though Ron & I look kindof tired in the family shot (we were). Here it is:
Right past the photography backdrops, is where the enclosed gangway to the ship is located. We stopped the kids for a picture as we embarked:
Though it looks like we are alone, there was actually another family right before us inside the boat to the right. They were telling a Cast Member on the right their last name, to announce their arrival. After we crossed the gangplank, the CM on the left asked me our name. They announced the family before us, to a round of applause from the welcoming CM’s in the lobby atrium. As soon as “Welcome the whoever family" rolled off their lips, they immediately announced “Welcome the Fredericks family”…to only a smattering of applause. ?!?!?

They ran both announcements so close together like one big run-on sentence, there was only one round of applause, and our announcement was at the tail end of it. But it didn’t even matter that we didn’t get a real round of applause, because I was so happy to finally be on the ship! And I still don’t know how they did it, if the female CM who asked me our name must have been miked or wearing those secret service agent earpieces, because she never told anyone else our name, and a male CM made the announcement almost immediately as the words were coming out of my mouth. How did they do that? (It must be that Disney magic!)

So, again, the big emotional moment of our embarkation pronouncement was anti-climactic…I wasn’t expecting it to happen so fast.
We moved into the atrium past about 15 CM’s (the ones doing -or not doing- the clapping). There were hardly any passengers hanging out in there. They were being shepherded rather quickly towards Parrot Cay for the embarkation buffet. I didn’t want to go there so quick. I wanted to get my bearings, as I was already overwhelmed by all the action, excitement, and the grandeur of the atrium. I also had a little list of the things I wanted to do upon embarking. One of which was inquire about the Palo brunch availability. I knew we had to go to Wavebands at 1:00 for that. It was only a little after noon at that point, so I suggested we go see if they had started early so we could get that out of the way. I headed in what I thought was the direction of Wavebands, and as soon as we rounded the corner by Guest Services, I was lost. It seems no matter how many diagrams and layouts of the ship you look at, or how many photos you pore over, you can’t be totally familiar with it until you see it. I had such a fixed idea in my head of how the ship would be. I had pictured a very open floor plan, with big open areas. With the exception of the atrium and the upper decks that isn’t the case. It never occurred to me that there might be hallways to confuse me! Normally I’m pretty good with acclimating myself to an area and directionals. Ron looked at the map and headed us down the little empty hall devoid of any guests or CM’s and around to the entrance to WB. It has the back end of an old car and an old-fashioned gas pump as landmarks across from the entrance, which I duly noted in case I ever wanted to find my way back there again. (By the end of the cruise I knew how to find the back door!!!) Unfortunately, they were not taking reservations yet. We decided to head to the buffet. The plan was to eat quick and come back to get the brunch ressie, head up to our stateroom and drop off our carry-ons and then out to deck 9 to the pools and the Bahama Mamas! We backtracked up the hall where this time we passed a few CM’s, all of whom gave us the “What are you doing here when you aren’t supposed to be?” look.
There were quite a few more people in the atrium by now, and I was all too happy to follow them towards Parrot Cay. We walked through the Promenade Lounge(which , thankfully was open space and not a hallway) and arrived at the entryway to PC, where the sound of tropical birds serenade you as you cross the threshold (it reminded me of Rainforest Café). CM’s greet your party at the door and seat you at a table. A server asked us what we wanted to drink. I knew how the rotational dining worked and I knew that this would not necessarily be our server, assistant server or head server that would be with us at dinner time. What I did NOT know was how to handle tips for these “accessory” servers. I decided to watch the people at the table next to us and see how they handled it. We waited at the table for our drinks and plates for the buffet. Our server returned with our drinks and told us we could go ahead and help ourselves to the food, plates were up at the buffet line. We rushed up to it (even though we were still full from breakfast) and filled our plates with goodies. Literally. My plate had nothing but desserts. There was a chocolate cake, an apple cobbler, a pastry puff that resembled an éclair, a cheesecake, a cream pie – lemon I think, a tiramisu type of layered trifle bar, and cookies. (Sorry I didn’t take pics of the food. You will have to go to RV’s or SaintTaris’ TR’s for that!) Oh and there were little sundae glasses with white chocolate pudding. I found these little puddings intriguing as the glasses were fluted and narrow and the spoons were wide. After trying to jam my spoon down into the neck of the glass to reach the last spoonfuls of deliciousness, I realized that I was not going to find a way to make it fit. I looked at the girl sitting at the table next to ours. Lo & behold she had a dessert glass that also had an uneaten, unreachable pudding puddle in the bottom of it. Hmm. But ***I*** had an iced tea spoon! Ah HA! No uneaten pudding for me!. My second trip up I got more of the sweets, and a roll...you know, for balance.

I didn’t have anything else, but there were deli meats and cheeses, a full salad bar, some yellow rice, I think there was roast beef, and of course, the peel & eat shrimp. There was a little kids section off to the right that had chicken fingers, macaroni & cheese, and spaghetti & meatballs. Also out in the dining room, not far from the main buffet, was an ice cream table. I didn’t stop there, though…I was full of cake and pudding! It was about this time we noticed we were near our assigned dinner table, #66. We were curious as to whether or not we would have company or would be dining alone. Not that we’re anti-social, it’s just we would have been more comfortable on our own. And at least for our first cruise we wanted to relax and enjoy our meals without worrying if we’re snorting soda, dribbling ketchup, or completely missing the fork while taking a bite of food... and if our tablemates noticed if you know what I mean. Plus our kids can be crazy. Especially if eating a meal with other kids!

When we located it we saw it was a 7-top. Unusual. We must be seated with a party of three. Ron & I gave each other an uh-oh look. It would be interesting!
Meanwhile, I watched the table next to us, and I never saw them hand over a KKTW, sign anything, and they did not leave a tip on the table. I looked at hubby, like what are we supposed to do and he said “We can’t use cash on the boat”, which I assume translates as “We have no choice but to stiff the guy, duh” Oky doky, whatever you say. I wonder what happens at lunch & breakfast, when it’s full service????

So after completely stuffing ourselves to the point of near explosion, we rolled on back to WB and now they were taking and changing ressies. We had to wait in line while the people being helped decided they needed to read the entire menu and ask every question you could possibly imagine before making their reservation. Of course, when it was our turn it was:
“Do you have brunch reservations available?”
“Yes”
“What times?”
“10:00 and 10:30”
“We’ll take 10:30”
“Okay”
In & out in less than 90 seconds (not including the 10 minute wait). I’m sure the people behind us appreciated it! Quite a line had amassed while we were waiting.
Now that the to-do list was complete, we had planned to go to the stateroom and check it out and drop off our bags, but it was only 1:15. Hubby says, “Well, let’s go see. Maybe we can get in early”. (Didn’t we do this one time already? Plus I’d read on the DIS that they are pretty strict about the 1:30 thing). But okay. Sure enough when we arrived on Deck 7, the blue “ropes” were still up. We decided to go up and scope out deck 9, then come back after 1:30. We went up the midship stairs to 9. When I booked our stateroom, I knew we wanted to be closer to the top of the ship, where the pools and all of the “activities” were. I wanted deck 8, but that is the penthouse of the boat. Deck 8 has only categories 1-4. So I settled for deck 7, midship. It was a good thing. The elevators were somewhat of an issue. It seemed like every time we were several (or more) decks away from where we wanted to be and needed an elevator, one would never come. Or when it did it was either a) full or b) other people beat us to it. So we traveled the stairs a lot. While midship was an okay location, I would have preferred to be more aft. The beverage station is aft, as is the Mickey pool where we spent most of our time when we were on deck. We came out of the deck 9 lobby by the arcade and walked around to see the Dumbotron. We were wondering if the Wonder got one when it was in dry dock, and there it was…
It’s pretty cool, it automatically adjusts to the amount of light outside so that the display is always bright, clear, and easy to see (unlike my supposedly HD projection set at home that you have to close the blinds to see anything). We got some drinks, and played a little ping pong while we waited.
It wasn’t long before it 1:30 arrived and we walked back down to the deck 7 lobby. We had entered the elevator lobby from the other doors, and as I headed for the hallway and our stateroom, I headed to the wrong side. OOPS. If you think I had trouble down on deck 3, imagine how hard it was for me to find my stateroom on a deck full of nothing but identical hallways and room doors. I looked at the carpet ‘cause in the old (they have since updated it...I just saw the new one the other night)
DCL special on the Travel Channel it tells you that the red anchors in the carpet point aft and the blue ones point forward or something like that. But all of the anchors on this carpet pointed the same way. And they were all silver on blue background. Looks like replacing the carpet was something else they did during dry dock. I never did get oriented as to what way was aft and what way was forward, starboard, or port, not even by the end of the cruise. I’m thinking I need a 7-night in order to master those skills!
When I finally got in the right (correct) hall, our stateroom, 7539, was only a few steps from the midship lobby. We opened the door and went in.

We had read the Disney staterooms were 20% larger than the industry standard. If that’s the case, then the industry standard is smaller than my closet, and this room is hardly bigger than my master bathroom. Wow.

I was thinking it would be difficult with a space so small, but we could manage (the ship was full, what choice did we have?)...that is, until the luggage arrived. Which, BTW, was only minutes later. All (seven?) pieces of luggage were delivered by 2:00. We brought it in, and resisted the urge to unpack. In fact, we resisted that urge the entire cruise. There wasn’t anywhere to put all that stuff anyway. We got our swim suits on, and while the kids were getting ready, I decorated our door. We got the paint chips from Home Depot. I had to cut out the mickey ears shape, and I put an adhesive magnet on the back of each one. The large magnet I made myself in Word. I was doubtful I could make a decent looking one, some of the ones posted on the DIS are so awesome, but I got some practice making Savannah’s dance recital program ad, and I think it came out pretty good. In fact, I heard many comments out in the hall. Most people thought DCL actually provided it! HA!

Here is a pic:
Now that we were settled, it was time to find the party. Did I mention there is a deck chair and a Bahama Mama with my name on it awaiting me?
“And it's dance with me, dance with me, Nautical Wheelers
Take me to stars that you know
Come on and dance with me, dance with me, Nautical Wheelers
I want so badly to go”