A Trip Report from The First Timers!! *NEW on 11/15*pg4 #58* Here we are!!!!

Fabs - I know you love me. And I even know you mean it. But I never expected you to be quite so ga-ga over my dogs. :rolleyes: Tell you what, next time one pees on my carpet, you're the first one I'll call!

Steph - Greta is on the left and Sofie is on the right. :teeth:

Adi and GW - Many thanks! :goodvibes

tiki23 - the w-a-y too excited hasn't worn off of me yet and we've been back a month today!!! I spent my weekend trying to figure out how soon I could start trying to talk DH into DVC. :love:

Candee - I'm iffy on the Crocs. I bought the flip-flop style (Athens) and, despite reading that you should buy the size below if you wear a half-size, I bought the size up. But I don't always wear a 7.5. In fact, I'd say that I'm about 50/50 for size 7.5 and size 8 in my closet. So after putting my feet in the 7 and then in the 8 and then in the 7 and then in the 8 for a good 5 minutes, I went with the 8. The 7 just felt a little too small, and I figured a slightly roomier 8 would give me some foot-swelling room. Hindsight being 20/20, I should have gone with the 7, because even tho the edges of my foot were hint over the edges of the footbed of the shoe, there would have been more support for my arches and more cushion under my heels.

And FWIW Candee... that Mickey head magnet up there? I still have one that says CandeeApril on it..... PM me if you want it! :thumbsup2
 
I'm anxious to know if you liked the crocs. We didn't buy them but I've heard so much about them on the disboards. I decided to stick with my sneakers...just in case.
 
I promised myself I wouldn't get hooked on another TR, yet her I am! :blush:

I am feeling your excitement and am planning my trip TOO far in advance. (I go in 12 months!!!) :banana: :banana: :banana:

Can't wait for the next installment!!! popcorn::
 
Ooh Chris, it's just getting better and better! Keep it up girl! :cool1:
 

I am soooo sorry everyone!! I ended up getting totally sidetracked this weekend! I will really, really try to get the next installment up tomorrow evening!

But right now, I'm going to a concert. :teeth:
 
Oh me, oh my...
I'm in love....
:love:
with your trippie, of course!

I have :rotfl2: more than once....
I love your sense of humor and your writing style.
I'm going to sit and wait for the next installment!

Hoping for one... soon(ish) popcorn::
 
AllAboutPluto said:
psssssssst... MuffyJo....

I write so WELL.

That's how I do it. :rotfl2:

LY/MI!!!


I have to sub to someone who is just like me! (My daughter came home and told me she corrected one of her teachers on this. I've created a monster!)
 
:wave: Hi Chris.

Wow! So crafty. Nice magnets.

You're making me laugh. Now write more so I can laugh more. Please.
 
princesslibby said:
:wave: Hi Chris.

Wow! So crafty. Nice magnets.

You're making me laugh. Now write more so I can laugh more. Please.

Libby... stop... you're making me blush :blush:

OK, kids, I know I've broken some promises here... but there's been a wee bit of marital strife this week. But I did work on it tonight a bit and I hope to finish up the next installment tomorrow evening.

But no promises!!! Other than I promise to TRY! :goodvibes

Hang in there for me!
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Good Mornin'! Good Moooorniiin'!
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I don’t know the rest of the song… but it doesn’t matter because TODAY is THE day!!! We’re going to The World! And thanks to my actual “doing things” ahead of time, rather than my normal “thinking about all the things I should probably do ahead of time but won’t ever manage to do”, we’re READY TO GO!! The three of us prone to foul smells take our showers, pack those last few things that you need after a shower… like the Right Guard… and we’re SO ready-to-go, that I actually have about 15 minutes to pop online and say “Buh-bye” to my DISfriends!

Our chauffer (Dorothy, the good Mother-in-Law of the East) arrived promptly at 8 am for our 40 minute drive to the Quad City INTERNATIONAL Airport (once upon a time, there was some airline running a once per week non-stop from here to London, I believe, and BAM… it’s an INTERNATIONAL airport… yet the international part never got dropped when that non-stop flight did. So we just ain’t all that INTERNATIONAL anymore.). We got to the airport, found our way through the chaos and hubbub of the single busiest airport in the middle of nowhere to find the AirTran check-in desk (Translation: we walked in the door and looked to the left and there it was). We got all weighed and measured and tagged (and I happened to ask how full the non-stop MCO to MLI flight tends to be… to feel out whether we might be able to get on it if we were to miss our ridiculously early flight), dropped our bags in front of the bad-guy suitcase detector machines and headed to the airport restaurant for some vittles.

Our chauffer had been burned once before, leaving her sister and BIL at the airport to catch a flight that never happened, so she refused to leave us until she knew we were off the ground. She and the four of us were a party of 5 and we sat at a table with a sign that read “Reserved for Parties of 5 or more”. Apparently that wasn’t where Airport-Restaurant-Waitress-Gal (ARWG) wanted us to sit. She approached and rather than wishing us a good morning, she greeted us with “Do you guys want menus or are you just going to get coffee? I don’t want to pass out menus if you’re just getting coffee.” OK. Well then. “We’d like menus, please.” So we got menus. And eventually ARWG took our order. And eventually we got some drinks. And she stood at the end of the table and handed all the drinks to Jack, who passed them down. And then Jack got some food. And then ARWG figured out that she had only turned in one of our two tickets, because our order was SOOOOOOOO big. And when the rest of us finally had food, she stood at the end of the table and handed all the plates to Jack, who passed them down. And then ARWG practically ran away from our table. And then we made the worst mistake of all… We asked for… Can you stand the suspense…

Silverware.

Ohmigawd, you’d have thought we’d asked for her firstborn. She went to her little cupboard and brought back two sets of silverware. For five people. So guess what we got to do next. Yep. Ask for MORE silverware!!! She got back in her cupboard, grabbed as many little napkin wrapped bunches of silverware as her scrawny little had could hold and SLAMMED them down in the middle of our table. No “Sorry about that.” No “Here you go.” No “Is there ANYTHING else I can get for you most demanding people??!” Just a slam and a bolt. Guess who didn’t get a tip. Jack even said she should be tipping him, since he served all the food! HA!

So, other than the attitude, the food was good and our little bellies were full and ready for our big day. We went through security, with me telling each person along the way that I had a pair of scissors in my Baggallinni, but they were less than 4” blades, and each person along the way thanking me and telling me that was just fine. We waited not too terribly long to board, and it turns out that a tiny little airport in the middle of corn and bean fields CAN fill a 737 non-stop to Orlando on a Saturday (and as it also turns out, the return flight tends to be full too, as I found out when we checked in… not a good thing for someone debating a standby seat or four).

Now, I love to fly. I’m not a world traveler by any means, but I’ve flown a decent amount for someone who grew up in a teeny town in Illinois. I’m a window seat person too. I could just stare out the window for the entire flight, whether it be 2 hrs or 15. I like to try to remember landmarks and then try to figure out where I was by staring at maps when I get home. Did I forget to mention that I’m a big honkin’ geek??? :rolleyes1 But I’m also a mom and this is my kids’ first flight, so when I see that our four seats consist of two aisle, one middle and one window seat, I relinquish the window and the middle seats to the kids, so THEY can see. Jack and I take the aisle seats, with Jack on the two-seat side of the aisle and me next to the kids. Then the nice lady that was assigned the window seat next to Jack arrives and explains to him that she’s not a window seat person and would he mind taking that window seat so she can sit on the aisle (She didn’t know we were together at that point)?? And, super-nice guy that he is, he says yes… even though HE is not a window seat guy either! He’s a motion-sickness monster and he hates the window because he can see stuff move! So I’m sitting on the aisle, with my kids to one side and my husband taken away from me by some older-book-fanatic lady, and he's sitting by the window, no less, and I'm slightly bitter about it. This is kind of boring. But I have magnets to cut out, so I’ll try to not be too bummed about it, because I am going to The World!!!!!!!

We’re probably 30 minutes into the flight, with my kids bickering already, and the book-fanatic lady finally figuring out that she split up our happy family with her devotion to the aisle seat (and it’s not like she got up to go potty at all… she could have sat by the window and closed the shade!), when my son, who couldn’t wait to fly (“Mom, I’m FOURTEEN and I’ve never been on an airplane!” Someone call child services please, as we’re obviously very neglectful!) closes the shade. Just what-in-the-name-of-Pluto do you think you’re doing, young man??? So after long negotiation and threats, I finally get both kids to relinquish the window seat to ME (or maybe I just stole each seat closer to the window as each of them went on their journey to investigate the airplane lavatory… I don’t really remember all that clearly… :rolleyes1 ). I’m in the window seat! WOOHOO!! :woohoo: And it’s cloudier than all get out! Yippee! :cloud9: I see white!! YAY!!!! And look! It’s a WING!!! Clouds and wing!!!! Could I get any luckier?!?! :rolleyes:

Eventually, the clouds broke up as we got closer to the Promised Land and I got to see some roads and trees and lakes and all that stuff you see out the window. And the wing. Saw plenty of wing. The plane is going down, down, down and my spirits are going up, up, up! I’m looking out the window in a desperate attempt to see anything Disney…. A castle… geodesic ball… big honkin’ tree… anything (is the airport too far away or could I have been on the wrong side of the plane?). And we’re on solid ground again!!!

We got off the plane and through the potty breaks and over to the tram without a hitch. We got on the tram and were surprised by the little wobble in the track. That was fun and we commented that I’d call the tram ride “our first ride”. So, that said, here’s my review…

The tram ride is a little slow, but has a good-sized wobble around mid-point that comes as a bit of surprise for The First-Timers. With the excitement factor already hovering around 8, simply because we’re finally there, The First-Timers rate the tram ride a 9.5. If they could manage to make this ride a little longer and with perhaps one more wobble, it could be a perfect 10!


There you have it… my first ride review. That was fun! :goodvibes

Now that we’re in the main terminal, we find our way down, and then down again, to the Disney Magical Express chaos. I mean, area. CMs are directing the mis-directed, but none of them seem to be wearing big white Mickey Hands, which was a disappointment to me. Do they just not wear those anymore? I’m directed to a line… oh, wait… I’m in Disney country… that’s not a line, it a queue. I’m directed to a queue where only ONE member of our party can stand. So, into the cattle drive I go, with my family finding a comfy chair.

The queue didn’t take too terribly long… five minutes perhaps… I was assisted by Christine, which I always have to comment on, because while my name is Christine, I’ve never ever felt like a Christine. But I’ve always wondered if going by Christine would change people’s perception of me… as if Christine is a more dignified name than plain old Chris. Anyhoo….

Christine flew through my paperwork, got me stamped up, checked in and directed to… you got it… another queue. But this queue had a BUS at the end of it and we were going to get on that bus and head to The Walt Disney World Pop Century Resort!!!!!!!!! After chatting with some nice CMs, who adorned my charming daughter with stickers, we were the last people on the bus to POP.

The bus was nice enough. It seemed a bit worn in places, as if these busses have been in use for at least 5 years, but the were clean and there was no strange smell or anything. The driver didn’t show us whatever Welcome video I had heard about on the DIS. In fact, he didn’t show us any video at all, and also didn’t talk much except for the perfunctory Welcome speech and other directions. We looked at the houses along the route with their pools and lanais and commented on how much they probably cost. Bus driver guy said it would be about 30 minutes, but I don’t think it was. 20 minutes, maybe.

And there it was before us… the big arch that welcomed us to The World! Jillie and I, and a few other folks, cheered as we went under the arch, and we got our first glimpses of POP off to the right at the same time! Almost there! The bus pulled into the resort drive, stopped for the guard gate, and then pulled into the parking lot…dropping us off at the door closest to the check in desk. We grabbed the single carry-on that was under the bus and headed in the door to face our destiny…
 
AllAboutPluto said:
CMs are directing the mis-directed, but none of them seem to be wearing big white Mickey Hands, which was a disappointment to me. Do they just not wear those anymore?

Glad to see you're back writing :)

When we went in August, the CMs were wearing the big white Mickey Hands. Sorry for your disappointment. I'd have felt the same.

Thanks for sharing...looking forward to the next chapter.
 
Ah, you're giving me chills.

You got cheated on the video and the big white mickey hands.

What is up with *that*??

I trust the next episode will include photos of the happy family.

Great writing, BTW.
 
fabumouse said:
Ah, you're giving me chills.

You got cheated on the video and the big white mickey hands.

What is up with *that*??

I trust the next episode will include photos of the happy family.

Great writing, BTW.

Ya, uhm, I meant to mention that I was so into the moment at each and every moment that the camera didn't come out of the bag AT ALL that day. So there will be pictures eventually... but I didn't get any of those critical... My Kids' First Flight... shots or anything. Brainiac.
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YAY!!! You've made it to POP! :woohoo: WOOHOO!!!!

Then what happened?!?

I'm at the edge of my seat in anticipation!!! popcorn::
 
The line at Mecca was somewhat long. Mecca being the POP Century check-in desk. And there I go again. It wasn’t a line; it was a queue. My bad. We stood in this cattle drive for what I’d have to guess was about 25-30 minutes. I had anticipated this. We were checking in to a value resort for the last full week of free dining and I had heard POP was booked solid. So it didn’t come as a surprise. Yet there’s still a certain feeling you get when you see the number of people standing there wanting exactly what you want. Keys to The World. I think it’s called “dread”. It all went quite painlessly, however, and I was thrilled to find that our (my) first request for a non-smoking, Epcot-facing, 4th floor room was completely fulfilled. With key-cards in hand and smiles on our faces, we set off to find Building 2, room 2415.

What are these bugs? They’re all over. Has some plague befallen the greater Orlando area due to the displeasure of some omniscient deity? Has Mickey overtaken said deity on the hierarchy and the punishment is this swarm? And what are the bugs doing? Why does it look like they’re all stuck together in pairs? Oh geez. LOVELY… Please don’t let Jillie ask why the bugs are stuck together… Please, please, please!!!!!! And for pete’s sake Matt… stop pulling them apart! Leave love alone! :lovestruc

The bugs were feasting on what looked like a frozen-coke spill from perhaps a few nights before that was just outside our door. Room 2415. Wow! This is most certainly the end of The World! We’re almost the furthest away from Classic Hall as we can get, at least on this end of the resort. Happy to say we weren’t staying in the 90s!

Our room was clean and fresh-scented. No complaints! And a bit larger than my brain had been imagining. I had something pictured where it would be difficult for two people to pass each other without one having to sit on the bed to make room. But this wasn’t nearly that small. Cozy, but not snug.

Our new goal, now that the room-finding goal had been achieved, was to find a) food and b) Epcot, in that order. We dropped off our carry-ons (as well as the camera… brilliance at work!); I repacked the Baggallinni (which will from henceforth be known simply as the Bagg, because I’m tired of spelling the whole thing out) for touring, rather than flying; made sure I had the magnets for my friends Candee and Cathryn, should I happen to run into either of them, and off we go!

They say that Everything POP is the food and the gift shop together, and yes, it is… but it’s also not. They’re together, yet they’re separated by a wall, and by the seating area for the restaurant, and once you know your way around, it’s easy to avoid one or the other. Or both. Since our goal was food, we sort of sped right through the gift shop area to the food court, since we didn’t yet know there was a food court back door that would avoid the gift shop area. And no matter what anyone else says, it’s a food court. It may have Mickey bars and plenty of Goofy’s candy, but it’s a food court.

Yes, we bought the mugs. ‘Nuff said.

I didn’t write down what everyone had. Jillie had Mac~n~cheese, I’m sure. I had the cheesesteak wrap. I don’t remember what Matt had and I think Jack had the Lo Mein. Nope, nope, I take that back. He got the meatball sub. He had the Lo Mein later in the week. I did note, however, that Matt got the tie-dyed cheesecake (as pictured in the elevator poster) and it got a big thumbs-down. And the kid loves cheesecake. I didn’t have a bite, because I was working on my own chocolate marshmallow cheesecake, to which I’ll give a thumbs-up, but not a super-enthusiastic one. It was OK. But what I had really wanted was a Twinkie tiramisu. And there weren’t any.

Since I knew I’d end up being the one to drag around all the mugs, I voted that we take the mugs back to the room before heading to Epcot. It was only 5ish, so it’s not like we were pressed for time at all. My only true goal for that day was IllumiNations, and it wasn’t until 9. Plenty of time to get to Epcot, check out the basics and find a place to see the show.

The bus queue was medium full for Epcot, and was about the same for all the parks. The bus came pretty quickly and it was around 6:00 when we entered the front gates at Epcot. WOW. All those Leave a Legacy squares! And Spaceship Earth! Finally! There we were! Slow down, wouldja?? Let’s take our time!

As we wandered by Spaceship Earth, the standby wait was all of 5 minutes, so into the line we skipped. This ride, while incredibly boring on the thrill-scale, is pretty darn cool. It gets you there at the top with the awe-factor. Jillie really enjoyed it because it goes backward. Who could ask for anything more?

We left Spaceship Earth and saw a really big wall that displayed the wait times for the really big attractions. The wait time for Soarin’ reminded me that we wanted to ride that one. We being me. So, I decreed that we shall obtain FastPasses for Soarin’ and then we shall decide what to do next. Our FPs were for 8:15. Cutting it a lot close for getting those primo seats for IllumiNations, but we’ll decide whether or not to use the FPs when the time comes.

We (I) decided that the other must-ride at Epcot for us (at least on this first night) was going to have to be Maelstrom. We headed to the right after leaving The Land pavilion so we could check out the Honey I Shrunk the Audience situation also. Since time seems to run at a different speed in The World, it had already managed to become 7pm and HIStA was already closed. Bummer. But my 6’1” tall super-sized kid had some fun catching the water from the jumping fountains. I could have left Matt there for a couple of hours and he’d have still been there entertaining the masses when I got back. “Mom! Mom! I’m going to do a full twist in my jump this time!” When he wasn’t annoying the fuddy-duddies, he was really pretty funny.

But I’m not one of those moms that leaves their kids to annoy other people for more than a couple of minutes, so we headed toward Norway, at a pretty decent clip. Now, today is Saturday the 23rd and the Food and Wine Festival is scheduled to start on Friday the 29th, so there are already booths set up with big canvas covers and it makes me wanna come back for the food and wine festival. But right now, I just need to get to Norway. Oh, look, a Mayan ruin…. Now, lets MOVE it, folks!

Our early trip to Norway to ride Maelstrom was probably a good thing because I got to see where Restaurant Akershus is at the same time. Jillie and I were on the schedule for lunch there the next day. Lots of Princesses at half the TS price there!

The wait for Maelstrom was all of 5 minutes, so we hopped right on that one. And here’s my review…

Uhhhmmmm…. Ok. Well.

We debated on whether or not to ride again. No, we really did! Jillie loved it because… well…it goes backward. But the wait time had built back up to 10 minutes and the line was out the door and we had 8:15 FPs for Soarin’ and all. Hmmm. Soarin’ or Maelstrom….

We got back to The Land and in front of the OFFICIAL SOARIN' FASTPASS CLOCK at 8:02pm. We sat. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tom Petty said it best… the waiting is the hardest part! Rebels that we are, at 8:14 we decided to give it a shot. Now don’t tell ANYONE! This is just between you and me! The CM let us on the ride at 8:14 with our FPs that clearly said 8:15. Yes! Really! Yes way! No, YOU get out of town!

I’d like to point out that having a FastPass for Soarin’ apparently only means that you get to wait more quickly. Because there’s still some waitin’ goin’ on. You wait after the CM checks your FP and counts the correct number of people. Then you are assigned a row and you wait while hottie Patrick Warburton (oh, did I say that out loud?) tells you stuff I don’t really remember. :bitelip: Sorry girls, but I’ll stay and stare at Pat :bitelip: here while you gals go over to Mission:Space and ogle Gary. Meet ya in Canada.

The ride itself is indeed, quite amazing. The weightless feel on the ride is quite realistic (said as if I’ve ever been hang-gliding. I’ve not.) and the pumped in scents, which I expected to be distracting, aren’t all that odd. There are two scenes that seem to share the same big-pine-tree scent, which seems like a bit of a rip-off, but I digress. Soarin’ gets a 9 from me. It doesn’t rate the 10 simply because it’s not a roller coaster. And it gets a 9 from Jillie also, despite of the lack of backward motion. My motion sickness guys both enjoyed it as well. Four big Thumbs-Up from The First-Timers!

Well, now it’s getting darkish and we need to find a place to plant ourselves for IllumiNations. I’d seen a portion of a video of the show on YouTube, so I had a vague idea of what to expect. I didn’t watch the whole video, because I wanted to have some surprise when I was actually there to see the show.

We crossed the bridge back to World Showcase and stood there trying to decide whether to go left or right. And I noticed that there was a CM letting people into an area that had been roped off on our two prior trips through the area. I didn’t know if these people were in a group and the area had been reserved, but I figured there was only one way to find out. I drug my family into the fray, past the CM and onto a patio with an amazing view. Another CM was instructing people to SIT! There would be no standing on this patio (One fella even got in “trouble” for kneeling! They said BOTTOMS had to be on the ground!)! I was also somewhat reassured, as the people on the patio with us seemed just as random as we were, so we didn’t seem to be imposing on a group.

Matt parked himself right up at the fence, but there wasn’t room for all of us there, so Jack and I stayed toward the back. Jillie wasn’t too thrilled with her brother having a front-row seat while she was back with mom and dad, so we let her go up and sit on Matt’s lap. Which, amazingly enough, Matt let her do also! I got my little mom-moment of “They DO love each other, after all!” And it was wonderful.

As was IllumiNations! This was by far the best fireworks show we saw. Granted, it was also the best view we managed to get for any of them, but I also enjoyed this one the most. The music combined with the fireworks, lasers and the Earth turning on the lagoon…. Excellent! Highly recommended!

Now for the journey back to the bus stop. I tried to get my family to sort of hang back and take our time, but they just thought I was crazy. It’s closed! Closed is when you leave! The sooner you leave the sooner you’re home! Didn’t I know that?? So we meandered. Somewhat quickly.

The bus stop queue for POP wasn’t quite full, but it got that way pretty quickly after we got into it. And there’s a bus loading up a scooter driver when a second bus pulls up to the outside and starts loading people from the queue. I asked the driver if we were getting on his bus because he was the better driver of the two and he said, “You bet! And the outside bus leaves first!” Well you certainly didn’t need to talk me into that one! Onto the outside bus we go!

Upon our arrival back at POP, the “Better Driver” promptly ran his bus up onto the curb at the bus stop. :rotfl2: I guess that’s the price for taking the outside bus! Risking life and limb! Lesson learned!

This has been a great day! Our flight was fine! We made it to Epcot and had excellent seats for IllumiNations and managed to ride Soarin’. What could possibly go wrong?? Nothing, right? After all, this is Walt Disney World! Uh-huh. Sure. I wonder if that Murphy fella… the one with the law… has ever been to WDW. I’d bet so, because when we walked into our room at 10:15, we were greeted with a complete and utter Lack~O~Luggage. No toothpaste. No toothbrushes. No Right Guard. No jammies. Uhm…that certainly seems to have exceeded the 1-3 hours that it “normally” takes to have Magical Express to deliver you bags to your room. It's neither Magical OR Express. So, while my family wanders over to Everything POP to fill our collective refillable mugs with frozen coke and frozen blue stuff, I get on the phone. And I wait. And wait. And wait. Had I known that I’d be on hold for 15-20 minutes (long enough for my family to walk all the way to Everything POP, fill the mugs, check out some snacks, check out the Hippy Dippy pool, slowly wander back to the room, and then sit there and stare at me for 5 or so more minutes!), I’d have turned on the TV and spent some quality time with Stacy. But she and I hadn’t met yet, so I didn’t know what I was missing at that point.

Rob told me that the bags were there at POP and that it would probably be another hour until they got to our room. Alright, I can wait until 11:30. We flew from another time zone so we lost an hour anyhow. 11:30 is really 10:30 to my brain. No problem. I asked Rob why they were so delayed and he said they got waylaid at the airport. Then I asked Rob why I was on hold for so darned long and he said that he was the only one there answering the phone. Everyone else was sorting and delivering bags. So then I joked with Rob about how I had to hold for so long and here I was talking his ear off and keeping him from talking to the next person on forever-hold. Poor Rob. But he took me in stride and laughed at my idiocy and we hung up. Then began another Wait.

I think I turned off the TV at 12:30 after everyone else had fallen asleep. I joined them pretty quickly in snoozeland. But it was in spurts, since I kept expecting a knock at the door.

At 2:00, I called again, just to see if they’d still bring the bags or wait until morning. The gal said that they were delivering bags all night. Oh goody.

Finally at 2:55am, I awoke to a gentle rap at the door. I was too fuzzy to make out the CMs name on his tag, but from the voice, I would bet that Rob was the lucky soul that apologized very sincerely for the delay and for waking us. I was just glad to have some toothpaste! And the chance to get some restful sleep.

Next up: Our first full day! Epcot, here we come!
 
Oh Chris, you did it again. :thumbsup2 I really feel like I'm there with you. Can't wait for day two. Keep up the good work girl. :teeth:
 








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