AllyandJack
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- Nov 27, 2001
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Cast of Characters: Me, 28, multiple trips to Disney as a kid and adult; Scott (DH), 37, multiple trips to Disney with me as an adult; Jen (my bestest friend in the whole world), 28, second trip to disney; Shaun (Jen's DH's), 27, first trip to Disney
Our Dates: 9/24-10/4
Our Location: AKL
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"Good Morning!" says a cheery voice from somewhere. Something isn't right...this isn't my nice, comfortable Select Comfort Sleep Number bed (I'm a 35, Scott is a 45). Ouch! I haven't had a metal coil digging into my back in years. But, where did that voice come from?? I lift my head up....I hear it again..."Hello???" The phone! I reach over and grab my Nextel and see Jen's name on it. "Good Borning" I say. Oh, right....the cold....yuck.
I still feel lousy. Scott turns on the TV and we watch more Storm TV while eating yogurt and bagel chips and drinking water. Jen and I agree to meet in the lobby in about an hour to get out of the room. I didn't feel well. I was a little happy that we couldn't do anything. Maybe I would rest up today and feel better tomorrow.
I put on the pants I wore down from Boston and my sweatchirt, grab my tissues and my throat drops and head off to the lobby.
The lobby was a happenin' place!
It was also wall to wall people! Moving around was not easy. But, it was festive and happy and I needed to be cheery to try and overcome the cold. We saw some animals still out on the Savannah as if nothing was going on. The storm was a'ragin' and we walked around the entire resort just looking out different windows.
We decided to head back to our rooms for lunch and rest. I wasn't very hungry and I started to feel worse, so I took more cold medication and settled in to watch the All My Children marathon on Soap Net. We watched the storm...took some video for my mother. At one point a big clump of somthing came up and smacked onto the window. I sent Scott out to get it off because it was making me sick to my stomach. It was ostrich feather. EWWWW.
I fell asleep off and on. When I woke up at about 6pm, I was STARVING!!
I hadn't eaten in almost 12 hours. I called Jen. She said they lifted the curfew and they were allowing people out. She was making a break for it! She couldn't stay here anymore. She had to get OUT! 
I still wasn't feeling well, so I didn't go.
She called me from the gates...."we're out! we're out!" she says! But, where were they going? They tried some off-property restaurants and found nothing open. So, she goes over to the All Star Resort and lo and behold they were open! Oh, glory!!!
Jen calls back and asks if I want anything. Uh, YEAH! Chicken fingers and french fries, please! I waited, giddy with excitement, for my chicken fingers. Finally, she called...they're back! C'mon over for some food!!! I brought a few bottles of Diet Pepsi from the room, put on my slippers and headed over to Jen's room. 
We sat in Jen's room and ate and talked and laughed. We decided to go down to the lobby again since we had heard the lounge was open.
It was. But, it was mobbed. Now, it wouldn't have been too bad if it was mobbed with people drinking or snacking, but people had board games spread out on the tables. Hello! You can't do that in your room?? You can't do that in the lobby?? Why do you have to take a perfectly good spot in a lounge to play a game?? By this time, I had had enough. I was sick. I stayed up waiting for a flashlight that never came. For some reason that we never figured out OUR food court couldn't open, but the All Star's could. I had a lousy view and a crappy room and had to listen to the constant thump, thump of people going up and down the stairs. And now, NOW, I couldn't even sit in the teeny-tiny lounge because people were playing Clue. Great. GREAT. I snapped. 
I went into the gift shop and bought a bottle of wine. I bought a corkscrew. I took both of them back to my room, opened the bottle and drank it. All of it. By myself. Within about half an hour.
According to Scott I cried for over 2 hours. I cried over hating the resort. I cried over losing my cat. I had her since I was 4 and had to put her to sleep when I was 24. I cried because I missed Ally. I cried because I went to law school and put myself $100,000 in debt only to discover I hate being a lawyer. I cried and cried and cried some more.
Then I felt sick. Very, very sick. I just wanted to go to sleep. :thump, thump: I was so tired and so miserable. :thump, thump, thump: I finally drifted off to sleep. I vaguely heard Jen call later that night, but Scott talked to her and told her I was sleeping. I heard her say to let me sleep and she'd see me tomorrow and we can really get this vacation started. It filled me with hope and I couldn't wait to wake up the next morning.
Our Dates: 9/24-10/4
Our Location: AKL
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"Good Morning!" says a cheery voice from somewhere. Something isn't right...this isn't my nice, comfortable Select Comfort Sleep Number bed (I'm a 35, Scott is a 45). Ouch! I haven't had a metal coil digging into my back in years. But, where did that voice come from?? I lift my head up....I hear it again..."Hello???" The phone! I reach over and grab my Nextel and see Jen's name on it. "Good Borning" I say. Oh, right....the cold....yuck.
I still feel lousy. Scott turns on the TV and we watch more Storm TV while eating yogurt and bagel chips and drinking water. Jen and I agree to meet in the lobby in about an hour to get out of the room. I didn't feel well. I was a little happy that we couldn't do anything. Maybe I would rest up today and feel better tomorrow.
I put on the pants I wore down from Boston and my sweatchirt, grab my tissues and my throat drops and head off to the lobby.The lobby was a happenin' place!
It was also wall to wall people! Moving around was not easy. But, it was festive and happy and I needed to be cheery to try and overcome the cold. We saw some animals still out on the Savannah as if nothing was going on. The storm was a'ragin' and we walked around the entire resort just looking out different windows. We decided to head back to our rooms for lunch and rest. I wasn't very hungry and I started to feel worse, so I took more cold medication and settled in to watch the All My Children marathon on Soap Net. We watched the storm...took some video for my mother. At one point a big clump of somthing came up and smacked onto the window. I sent Scott out to get it off because it was making me sick to my stomach. It was ostrich feather. EWWWW.
I fell asleep off and on. When I woke up at about 6pm, I was STARVING!!
I hadn't eaten in almost 12 hours. I called Jen. She said they lifted the curfew and they were allowing people out. She was making a break for it! She couldn't stay here anymore. She had to get OUT! I still wasn't feeling well, so I didn't go. She called me from the gates...."we're out! we're out!" she says! But, where were they going? They tried some off-property restaurants and found nothing open. So, she goes over to the All Star Resort and lo and behold they were open! Oh, glory!!!
Jen calls back and asks if I want anything. Uh, YEAH! Chicken fingers and french fries, please! I waited, giddy with excitement, for my chicken fingers. Finally, she called...they're back! C'mon over for some food!!! I brought a few bottles of Diet Pepsi from the room, put on my slippers and headed over to Jen's room. We sat in Jen's room and ate and talked and laughed. We decided to go down to the lobby again since we had heard the lounge was open.
It was. But, it was mobbed. Now, it wouldn't have been too bad if it was mobbed with people drinking or snacking, but people had board games spread out on the tables. Hello! You can't do that in your room?? You can't do that in the lobby?? Why do you have to take a perfectly good spot in a lounge to play a game?? By this time, I had had enough. I was sick. I stayed up waiting for a flashlight that never came. For some reason that we never figured out OUR food court couldn't open, but the All Star's could. I had a lousy view and a crappy room and had to listen to the constant thump, thump of people going up and down the stairs. And now, NOW, I couldn't even sit in the teeny-tiny lounge because people were playing Clue. Great. GREAT. I snapped. I went into the gift shop and bought a bottle of wine. I bought a corkscrew. I took both of them back to my room, opened the bottle and drank it. All of it. By myself. Within about half an hour.
According to Scott I cried for over 2 hours. I cried over hating the resort. I cried over losing my cat. I had her since I was 4 and had to put her to sleep when I was 24. I cried because I missed Ally. I cried because I went to law school and put myself $100,000 in debt only to discover I hate being a lawyer. I cried and cried and cried some more.
Then I felt sick. Very, very sick. I just wanted to go to sleep. :thump, thump: I was so tired and so miserable. :thump, thump, thump: I finally drifted off to sleep. I vaguely heard Jen call later that night, but Scott talked to her and told her I was sleeping. I heard her say to let me sleep and she'd see me tomorrow and we can really get this vacation started. It filled me with hope and I couldn't wait to wake up the next morning.
