Before I start talking about the November 2006 trip, I want to thank everybody for sticking with us while I have been missing in action. As you know, I have been super busy with my school work.
Donna Lynn, our angel Donna Lynn

I want to personally thank you for sending us the pins and lanyards. Now I dont have to decide whether I want to start pin trading or not, you made the decision for me

. I can blame Donna Lynn when I go crazy buying and trading pins

. When I go on the next trip, I will look at everybodys lanyards and start trading!!
As soon as we got off the plane in Feb. 2006, I was ready to go back to WDW. That was impossible since we ran out of money

(just kidding). I was just waiting for the right time to ask Tracy when we wanted to go back or if she even wanted to. In my heart I knew that Tracy would want to go back.
The way I reeled her in was by telling her I wouldnt mind going to Super Soap Weekend. Ever since I can remember I have watched the ABC soap operas from time to time with my mom. I might have missed some years, like when I went away to college, but I always started watching them again. It wasnt that hard to figure out what had happened

. Tracy liked the same soap operas as my mother, therefore, we both knew the actors and actresses.
As usual Tracy worried about money

. She said we dont need to spend that much money twice in one year. I said we only live one time, you never know what can happen tomorrow. All we have to do is make a payment every month. She was uncertain and I waited a few more days to mention it one more time. It was not long after that Tracy was online comparing vacation packages and prices.
I told her I wanted to try a new resort because Disney has so many to choose from. I want to try a new one out whenever I can. We decided on Port Orleans Riverside, since we liked POFQ and had seen Riverside when we had eaten at Boatwrights. We loved the ferry.
Like always, I was the one that booked the trip. I called Disneys Special requests number on my TTY machine. I explained my needs, I told them the resort we wanted, and for how long. It appeared to be no problem.
We went to St. Louis the night before our trip. It was raining and a little bit chilly. Tracy was soaking wet by the time we got into the hotel because she had to unpack some things from the van. We had a wonderful dinner for two at the hotel. We had roasted chicken (I want some more of that chicken it was so tender and good). I was so full after that so I had no problems wanting to go to sleep. However, Tracy was being her normal self by talking out loud about what she needed to do in the morning, going over lists in her head. I was trying not to laugh, but I did because in my mind I knew we had everything and it wasnt going anywhere. If it helps her I will let her do it.
The next day we got very early to go to the airport. Tracy told you what happened with the airport shuttle. We finally got there and Tracy figured out she had left some paperwork in the hotel room. I thought there would be no problem, things were in the computer systems, we had our IDs, I was not worried. It was hard to explain that to Tracy because she thought she messed up everything and was in a panic

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Most of the time the airport security acts like they are afraid to touch me. They dont want to hurt me. If they knew me it wouldnt take that long, because it doesnt hurt me to move forward and backward so they can wand me all over. Everything went fine with that, they even swiped my wheelchair for chemicals

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Off we went to check the wheelchair at the gate and were given paperwork for it. While we were waiting for the plane to arrive, Tracy was trying to call the hotel to see if they could mail the paperwork to us. I kept telling her it wasnt necessary. I kept telling her there was no need to worry, we were going to Disney World, we were going on vacation, dont worry anymore than you have to and have fun Woman. She slapped me with her eyes and told me to shut up Bill, I dont need this right now. Happy camper wasnt she? Normally she isnt like this, she was just very stressed out. There was no need to get this upset

, sometimes she forgets things but oddly she remembers numbers, reservation numbers, ADRs, drivers license numbers, etc. So we had the confirmation numbers.
We got on the plane, Tracy transferred me, showed the airport people how to put my chair in manual, and we both got strapped in. We went for a ride for about two hours. It doesnt seem like you are going about 500 mph when you look out the window, why is that? I dont understand that

if someone does please explain it to me. I really want to know.
When we landed we got a dream, by the guy Tracy told you about. I thought why would anyone want to give $100 to a stranger? He gave it to the flight attendant to give to us so we could not say no.
When my wheelchair arrived at the terminal, Tracy transferred me, and off we went to the Magical Express. Tracy was still worried about the paperwork left in St. Louis. She went through the line while I waited off to the side. Like I told her, there was NO problem at all. The cast member called for an accessible bus, it was not long until it arrived.
We got to POR and went to check in. Tracy told you about the problems with the reservation cast member saying we didnt have any special requests. In my mind I was thinking (like Arnold on Different Strokes) whatcha talkin about woman? (instead of Willis) I knew we were right, I knew how long I had spent on the phone with the special requests department. I have made many reservations with Disney before, I know the procedures. The CM did not put in a lot of effort to look in the computer system for us. I dont know what her problem was; she was not very Disney like. She reminded me of the evil witch from Snow White. I saw Tracy getting more upset with every click of the keyboard. The cast member did not ask the manager to look into it. At that point I didnt care, I just wanted to get us a room. At least we were getting a roll in shower. We went in search of our room. The walkways usually ended up leading to stairs. It was confusing and not as accessible as I thought it would be. There needed to be signs to show us wheelchair users where to go. If they had signs like that we never saw them.
Next time
the rest of my side of the November 2006 story