When we last left Wingnut, he was in bed, fully engaged in the epic battle of "Wingnut vs Foliage". And for a little bit, I was getting nervous that foliage was going to win, hands down.
But Wingnut is resilient. And determined. An onslaught of allergies wasn't going to stop him from enjoying the last evening of our trip.
Wingnut rested for awhile, and woke up feeling significantly better, and all ready for dinner.
"You sure?" I probably asked him close to 47 times.
"Yep," he pinned on his anniversary button, laced up his sneakers, and was ready to go.
Hey, who am I to stand in the way of a man and his lamb burger?
Yup, tonight's dinner was at Kouzzina, one that Wingnut was very excited for. We had eaten dinner here during the trip the year before, and we had both really enjoyed it. Wingnut had been tracking this menu online in particular, specifically the presence of the lamb burger (originally it was a full-size burger, then it reappeared as a part of a trio. I think there also may have been some harrowing moments where it disappeared from the menu too. We try to block out these sadder menu moments, such as when the Coffee and Koeksisters dessert vanished from the Jiko menu before our trip - the food item Wingnut had most been looking forward to.
Speaking of Jiko, did anyone else notice that the filet is back to being accompanied by the mac and cheese? I'm becoming increasingly bitter that I didn't get to try it in this incarnation (fingerling potatoes here).
Time for a picture!
So by this time, Wingnut and I had made our way over to the Boardwalk. I'm pretty sure we took a boat over.
Oh how I love the Boardwalk. I'd love to live here. I'd live in the little Crest O' The Wave Building. It's spunky.
Wingnut and I arrived a bit early for our reservation, and Kouzzina wasn't even open yet. So we decided to meander around the little souvenirs and sundries there (I'm going to guess that it's called the Screen Door). While looking at the things there (which I like to convince myself are ever-so-slightly different than the souvenirs in other places. Just a teensy bit. Alright, maybe just the displays are different.

) I found a ring I liked, and Wingnut bought it for me.
Isn't it cute?? Ignore my dry skin.
Back to the Boardwalk, more meandering and sitting and photographing.
Ooh look my new home
How can you not love it here? In my mind, the Epcot resort area is the perfect place to stay.
And then Kouzzina opened!
(This is during the opening cheer)
While at dinner, Wingnut and I discussed what we wanted to do (if anything) that evening. Wingnut insisted that he was feeling much better, and the Osborne Lights were mentioned.
We had seen the Lights the year before (multiple times, actually), and knew how awesome they are. We decided to go to DHS after dinner and take a walk through their illuminated glory.
We stepped back onto the Boardwalk, and noticed that the Friendship boat launch line was a bit long. Okay, people want to see the lights, I get it. We waited on the line, and a boat pulled up, taking only 10 people aboard.
The line inched forward.
Another boat pulled up, again, only taking 10 people aboard. I looked inside the boat, and it was nowhere near full. Wingnut and I began to theorize on what was going on. We decided that they were spacing out the amount of people that could get on at the Boardwalk, to make room for a couple of people from the Yacht Club, and then the Swan/Dolphin. But I couldn't figure out what the big draw to DHS was.
Until I pulled out the obsessively-made schedule I had created awhile back.
"OH NO IT'S A FANTASMIC NIGHT!"
This is why we plan, people, this is why we plan. See where winging it gets us?
We tried to decide what would be the best course of action. So it's a Fantasmic night, how bad could it be? (I'm sensing the Dis crowd yelling at me from experience over that sentence hahaha). We had no interest in seeing Fantasmic, we'd just scoot over to the lights and go home.
The third boat pulled up, and we got aboard. Did I mention that they cut off the line to the second boat frustratingly close to us? I hate that.
But back to the boat. It was packed. PACKED!

(on a high note, I FINALLY get to use that smilie!) Wingnut and I then sailed to the Yacht Club, where about 2 people got off, and a bunch of people crowded on.
While en route to the Swan/Dolphin, I began to think that if this was how unbearably crowded the BOAT was, what was DHS going to be like? Was this adventure worth it?
I knew the answer right away.
"Let's get off at the Swan/Dolphin," I said to Wingnut. "It's packed here. It's going to be packed there. We'll go to the candy store in the Dolphin instead, and go home."
Wingnut made absolutely sure that I was fine not going to the lights, then he agreed, and we squeezed out of the boat at the next dock.
Oh, the candy store in the Dolphin? Have you ever been there? It's called Sugar3 (Sugar Cubed), it's "upstairs" off of the main lobby, and it has a smattering of vintage candies and other fun things. It's not very large, but it's a cute little respite from the usual Disney merchandise. Wingnut fell in love with the store during our past trip (I'm mentioning that a lot in this update, aren't I?), and I had kept saying we should come back and visit, but the Dolphin isn't exactly somewhere you swing by a lot, particularly when on the Dining Plan.
So we made our way upstairs, and I believe the year in between had made Wingnut's impression of the store even more lofty, or their selection had dwindled, because it was a bit of a disappointment (still a bunch of cute things, but I think the novelty of seeing the store for the first time had worn off).
After that, we decided to head back to the Yacht Club. There was a boat there, but we chose to walk back (fearing the crowds again), and we amazingly beat the boat to the Yacht Club (by this point, we were walking quite slowly

).
Next up: the last day of our trip
