Kevin Stringer
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Well, well - who ever would have thought it!
A bit of background:
Our eldest daughter has a friend who is working in WDW for a year and decided she wanted to go out and see her. So, she booked two weeks in March along with our youngest who is also itching to get back to WDW.
For weeks now they have both been pestering us to go along. Now, I would not turn my nose up at the chance to visit WDW at any time, but poor old Tam (the hard done-by wife in this story) has had enough of Orlando for the time being and the chance of her changing her mind and suddenly deciding to go was slim indeed.
Fast forward to Saturday evening. Kev (handsome as a prince, yet devious and sneaky), has a look around the internet for cheap flights and accommodation. Lo and behold we can get two flights using our Virgin miles and stay at Kidani Village using DVC for a packet of Wine Gums and the top off an old toothpaste tube. (Disclaimer: this might be a slight exaggeration).
Hmmm.... hasty plan for brainwashing required. Events unfolded somewhat like this:-
Me: 'Tam. Would you like a cocktail?'
Tam: 'Yes please'
*Kev makes cocktail of lethal alcoholic proportions*
Me: 'Ah, I see you enjoyed that. Would you like another?'
Tam: 'Yesh pleash'.
*Family sit down to dinner - Kev opens a bottle of wine*
Me: 'I was looking around on the internet and found that we can go to WDW when the girls are there for a packet of Wine Gums and the top off an old toothpaste tube.'
Daughters: 'Oh, please come' *tears glisten in eyes*
Tam: 'Oh alright, book it then' *Tam passes out*
The upshot is that the girls are going for two weeks staying at Port Orleans French Quarter and Tam and I are flying out on Friday March 14th for 8 nights staying at Kidani Village in a savannah view room.
The moral of this story is that alcohol is not always bad for you.
Kev
A bit of background:
Our eldest daughter has a friend who is working in WDW for a year and decided she wanted to go out and see her. So, she booked two weeks in March along with our youngest who is also itching to get back to WDW.
For weeks now they have both been pestering us to go along. Now, I would not turn my nose up at the chance to visit WDW at any time, but poor old Tam (the hard done-by wife in this story) has had enough of Orlando for the time being and the chance of her changing her mind and suddenly deciding to go was slim indeed.
Fast forward to Saturday evening. Kev (handsome as a prince, yet devious and sneaky), has a look around the internet for cheap flights and accommodation. Lo and behold we can get two flights using our Virgin miles and stay at Kidani Village using DVC for a packet of Wine Gums and the top off an old toothpaste tube. (Disclaimer: this might be a slight exaggeration).
Hmmm.... hasty plan for brainwashing required. Events unfolded somewhat like this:-
Me: 'Tam. Would you like a cocktail?'
Tam: 'Yes please'
*Kev makes cocktail of lethal alcoholic proportions*
Me: 'Ah, I see you enjoyed that. Would you like another?'
Tam: 'Yesh pleash'.
*Family sit down to dinner - Kev opens a bottle of wine*
Me: 'I was looking around on the internet and found that we can go to WDW when the girls are there for a packet of Wine Gums and the top off an old toothpaste tube.'
Daughters: 'Oh, please come' *tears glisten in eyes*
Tam: 'Oh alright, book it then' *Tam passes out*
The upshot is that the girls are going for two weeks staying at Port Orleans French Quarter and Tam and I are flying out on Friday March 14th for 8 nights staying at Kidani Village in a savannah view room.
The moral of this story is that alcohol is not always bad for you.
Kev
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