DixieAmos
<font color=teal>Lady of the Manor<br><font color=
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Day 6
Cuthbert had us all get up this morning at 6am, not a time I am familiar with I have to say. It was still dark outside and the birds hadnt woken. We left the tiny cupboard and set off for the taxi rank. I commented to Cuthbert how the ghastly resort looked slightly better in the dark, it wasnt as garish. When we reached the taxi rank we had the hired help call for a taxi and very soon a yellow one arrived. I sat in the front as it was more spacious and left Cuthbert to sit with the children, I gave the driver our destinations.
Very soon we arrived at the International House of Pancakes and we went inside to have breakfast. I was most surprised to find American persons in here, I believed this place to be reserved for International travellers only. Cuthbert ate an obscene amount, He had a number 1, a number 2 and a number 3. I was reduced to having a number 4, no rainbow toast here, this isnt Disney world. The children had some pancakes and ice cream and we all had coffee to drink. Paid the child who had served us and suggested he put the tip towards an education and returned to the taxi.
After what seemed like an eternity we arrived at George Bush Gardens. It didnt look very inviting from the outside but we had travelled this far so we went inside after Cuthbert purchased tickets. After more stick prodding in my designer bag and Cuthberts carrier bag we got inside. Cuthbert told me the tickets were very expensive so he purchased Dixie a childs ticket and himself a senior ticket!!! He paid full price for my good self as he knows better!!! Amos got a park atlas and we were on our way. We found this park difficult to navigate as the walk ways all went in different directions.
Adventurer Amos consulted with the atlas and suggested we go to see the animals. I complemented him on his suggestion and we headed straight to the Gwazi race ride on wood. What a cheap way to build a ride. Cuthbert was terrified, bless, he was afraid the ride would collapse if the wood worm managed to gnaw through before we disembarked. I was exhilarated and we headed straight to a new ride called Shakira. It was named after a singer apparently. It is a rollering coaster with two huge free falls. Cuthbert had to hold onto his hair which meant he couldnt hold his satchel so the vomit hit his shorts and legs bless. But fear not because there was a surprising twist to this monster and we got extremely wet at the end when we flew through a huge flood. The vomit was gone in seconds and the next vomit surge was deposited in the satchel which was then emptied into the trash bin.
From here we went to Egypt and jumped straight onto the Montu, what a rush, what a thrill and oh so smooth. Cuthbert vomited again, I scolded him and told him that his breakfast had been a waste of money and he had better not think he would be getting any lunch. I cant abide persons who waste food. When we got off Montu Amos was crying because he hadnt ridden anything yet and he wanted to see the animals. I told him to behave and stop ruining the atmosphere. Cuthbert insisted we go and ride a safari so we got on a little train which took an eternity to start. Dixie said it was just like Blackpool (I have never been), we had to wait until there were no empty seats left and then for the hired help to don their harnesses and push the thing round the park. The animals all looked miserable and not at all like the Disney animals. I said to Cuthbert these animals were obviously jealous because the Disney animals were living in the Happiest place on the planet. He rolled his eyes, apparently he had a fly in them. Amos was very excited to see the animals and we did manage to get a photo up close with a lion later when we were in the back of a jeep and they came to the window to see my designer hand bag.
After 2 hours we got off the train at the Shakira station as Dixie wanted to ride some water rides. I refused to ride as I didnt want to spoil my hair and Cuthbert refused on account of being Cuthbert and a wimp. The children were happy to ride on the log thing with only a 50 minute wait. Cuthbert and I waited for them in the nearest eatery and enjoyed some coffee and I had some lunch as I was peckish from all the adrenaline I was pumping. I didnt allow Cuthbert to eat as he was feeling delicate. The children were very wet when they found us and Dixie said they had enjoyed the log thing and also been on a tidal wave thing and that Amos was in the queue again and could we please stand on the little bridge and take their photograph when they came down the hill at the end. We were oh so tired but her pleading eyes and her offer to babysit Amos if we did convinced us to do as she asked so off we toddled.
To say I got the shock of my life would be the understatement of the week. There I was poised with my camera to capture my glorious children enjoying themselves when I was knocked off my feet when the huge deluge of water hit me full on in the face and almost drowned me. My clothes and hair were ruined and I lost Cuthbert in the commotion. I asked an elderly gentleman if he had seen Cuthbert since the flood and he said he had, he was him!!! I then realised he had lost his hair. It was nowhere to be seen and I had left his spares in the safe back in the cupboard of Popular Century. I screamed at Cuthbert about his hair, or lack of it, and my wet clothes and hair. He screamed back that it wasnt his fault to which I replied I knew that but it made me feel better. The children arrived after a few minutes laughing heartily that some old guy had lost his tupee and they had found it. Cuthbert grabbed it from them in a most unkind fashion and promptly popped it back onto his washed out head. I told Dixie she was grounded when we got home because I had gotten wet. Amos laughed so he got his Barbie confiscated. We went straight to the gift shop where I used a towel to dry myself and my hair and purchased ghastly shorts and a top that commoners wear and went to the rest room to change. There was no towel bin so I left the one wrapped round my hair by the sink for the hired help to retrieve. Dixie liked a little hair accessory they had in the shop so I purchased it for her as her Disney charge card wouldnt work.
We didnt have long before the taxi driver was returning so we decided to separate. Im certain that Cuthbert asked if it was for good but he swears I misheard him. Myself and Dixie went to ride Kumba which was fun and the the cheeting chase and the scorpio. These werent up too much but Dixie like them. We managed the haunted house then some very tame and if Im honest a waste of time, dodgems. I mean they go soooooo slow and you have to have a safety bar. One last ride on Montu and then we met up with the wimps (Cuthbert and Amos). I asked them what they had done and Amos excitedly told me they had seen some birds. Birds!!! He can see birds at home. I found it worrying how happy he was but each to their own I suppose.
The taxi driver was waiting for us and we were soon on our way. He asked if we had had fun and I explained how some of the rides were exhilarating but how I felt the park was just like Alton Towers but without the nice gardens and how I was confused that there wasnt an attraction about George Bush. He look bewildered so I went to sleep and when I woke up we were just pulling up at the Popular place. I thanked the driver for waiting at the park for us and gave him $1000 for his trouble. He smiled the widest smile I have ever seen and was on his way. The children mentioned that they hadnt had anything to eat since breakfast so they went to the market. I browsed in the shop and purchased some gifts. I purchased Yasmin a passport cover and the gardener a keyring for his shed key. A new apron was perfect for chef, it has grumpy on it which is most appropriate. I purchased Cuthberts mother a gobstopper and returned to the room to get ready for my evening out.
After showering and making myself even more beautiful Cuthbert and I went to the Boardwalk in a taxi to go and roll in Jelly with a piano. True to her word Dixie babysat Amos. We had a fantastic evening and we both drank heartily, it was so much easier to enjoy ourselves when we didnt have the children to worry about. The piano persons sang lots of the songs we requested but Cuthbert was disappointed that they failed to sing So Macho by Sinitta. He used to perform to this often and wanted to relive the fun days as he called them. We left the Jelly club at closing and we were both so exhausted and Cuthbert was rather drunk and we couldnt locate the taxi queue and it was getting later and later and we were lost and found ourselves at the dreadful coloured Duck hotel. I approached the front desk and was fortunate to get us a room for the evening. I telephoned Dixies cellular phone to tell her where we were but it was switched off so I assumed they were asleep so I went to bed too. The beds were luxurious, it was a shame Cuthbert had passed out in the doorway and wouldnt get to take advantage of a comfortable bed for the night.
Cuthbert had us all get up this morning at 6am, not a time I am familiar with I have to say. It was still dark outside and the birds hadnt woken. We left the tiny cupboard and set off for the taxi rank. I commented to Cuthbert how the ghastly resort looked slightly better in the dark, it wasnt as garish. When we reached the taxi rank we had the hired help call for a taxi and very soon a yellow one arrived. I sat in the front as it was more spacious and left Cuthbert to sit with the children, I gave the driver our destinations.
Very soon we arrived at the International House of Pancakes and we went inside to have breakfast. I was most surprised to find American persons in here, I believed this place to be reserved for International travellers only. Cuthbert ate an obscene amount, He had a number 1, a number 2 and a number 3. I was reduced to having a number 4, no rainbow toast here, this isnt Disney world. The children had some pancakes and ice cream and we all had coffee to drink. Paid the child who had served us and suggested he put the tip towards an education and returned to the taxi.
After what seemed like an eternity we arrived at George Bush Gardens. It didnt look very inviting from the outside but we had travelled this far so we went inside after Cuthbert purchased tickets. After more stick prodding in my designer bag and Cuthberts carrier bag we got inside. Cuthbert told me the tickets were very expensive so he purchased Dixie a childs ticket and himself a senior ticket!!! He paid full price for my good self as he knows better!!! Amos got a park atlas and we were on our way. We found this park difficult to navigate as the walk ways all went in different directions.
Adventurer Amos consulted with the atlas and suggested we go to see the animals. I complemented him on his suggestion and we headed straight to the Gwazi race ride on wood. What a cheap way to build a ride. Cuthbert was terrified, bless, he was afraid the ride would collapse if the wood worm managed to gnaw through before we disembarked. I was exhilarated and we headed straight to a new ride called Shakira. It was named after a singer apparently. It is a rollering coaster with two huge free falls. Cuthbert had to hold onto his hair which meant he couldnt hold his satchel so the vomit hit his shorts and legs bless. But fear not because there was a surprising twist to this monster and we got extremely wet at the end when we flew through a huge flood. The vomit was gone in seconds and the next vomit surge was deposited in the satchel which was then emptied into the trash bin.
From here we went to Egypt and jumped straight onto the Montu, what a rush, what a thrill and oh so smooth. Cuthbert vomited again, I scolded him and told him that his breakfast had been a waste of money and he had better not think he would be getting any lunch. I cant abide persons who waste food. When we got off Montu Amos was crying because he hadnt ridden anything yet and he wanted to see the animals. I told him to behave and stop ruining the atmosphere. Cuthbert insisted we go and ride a safari so we got on a little train which took an eternity to start. Dixie said it was just like Blackpool (I have never been), we had to wait until there were no empty seats left and then for the hired help to don their harnesses and push the thing round the park. The animals all looked miserable and not at all like the Disney animals. I said to Cuthbert these animals were obviously jealous because the Disney animals were living in the Happiest place on the planet. He rolled his eyes, apparently he had a fly in them. Amos was very excited to see the animals and we did manage to get a photo up close with a lion later when we were in the back of a jeep and they came to the window to see my designer hand bag.
After 2 hours we got off the train at the Shakira station as Dixie wanted to ride some water rides. I refused to ride as I didnt want to spoil my hair and Cuthbert refused on account of being Cuthbert and a wimp. The children were happy to ride on the log thing with only a 50 minute wait. Cuthbert and I waited for them in the nearest eatery and enjoyed some coffee and I had some lunch as I was peckish from all the adrenaline I was pumping. I didnt allow Cuthbert to eat as he was feeling delicate. The children were very wet when they found us and Dixie said they had enjoyed the log thing and also been on a tidal wave thing and that Amos was in the queue again and could we please stand on the little bridge and take their photograph when they came down the hill at the end. We were oh so tired but her pleading eyes and her offer to babysit Amos if we did convinced us to do as she asked so off we toddled.
To say I got the shock of my life would be the understatement of the week. There I was poised with my camera to capture my glorious children enjoying themselves when I was knocked off my feet when the huge deluge of water hit me full on in the face and almost drowned me. My clothes and hair were ruined and I lost Cuthbert in the commotion. I asked an elderly gentleman if he had seen Cuthbert since the flood and he said he had, he was him!!! I then realised he had lost his hair. It was nowhere to be seen and I had left his spares in the safe back in the cupboard of Popular Century. I screamed at Cuthbert about his hair, or lack of it, and my wet clothes and hair. He screamed back that it wasnt his fault to which I replied I knew that but it made me feel better. The children arrived after a few minutes laughing heartily that some old guy had lost his tupee and they had found it. Cuthbert grabbed it from them in a most unkind fashion and promptly popped it back onto his washed out head. I told Dixie she was grounded when we got home because I had gotten wet. Amos laughed so he got his Barbie confiscated. We went straight to the gift shop where I used a towel to dry myself and my hair and purchased ghastly shorts and a top that commoners wear and went to the rest room to change. There was no towel bin so I left the one wrapped round my hair by the sink for the hired help to retrieve. Dixie liked a little hair accessory they had in the shop so I purchased it for her as her Disney charge card wouldnt work.
We didnt have long before the taxi driver was returning so we decided to separate. Im certain that Cuthbert asked if it was for good but he swears I misheard him. Myself and Dixie went to ride Kumba which was fun and the the cheeting chase and the scorpio. These werent up too much but Dixie like them. We managed the haunted house then some very tame and if Im honest a waste of time, dodgems. I mean they go soooooo slow and you have to have a safety bar. One last ride on Montu and then we met up with the wimps (Cuthbert and Amos). I asked them what they had done and Amos excitedly told me they had seen some birds. Birds!!! He can see birds at home. I found it worrying how happy he was but each to their own I suppose.
The taxi driver was waiting for us and we were soon on our way. He asked if we had had fun and I explained how some of the rides were exhilarating but how I felt the park was just like Alton Towers but without the nice gardens and how I was confused that there wasnt an attraction about George Bush. He look bewildered so I went to sleep and when I woke up we were just pulling up at the Popular place. I thanked the driver for waiting at the park for us and gave him $1000 for his trouble. He smiled the widest smile I have ever seen and was on his way. The children mentioned that they hadnt had anything to eat since breakfast so they went to the market. I browsed in the shop and purchased some gifts. I purchased Yasmin a passport cover and the gardener a keyring for his shed key. A new apron was perfect for chef, it has grumpy on it which is most appropriate. I purchased Cuthberts mother a gobstopper and returned to the room to get ready for my evening out.
After showering and making myself even more beautiful Cuthbert and I went to the Boardwalk in a taxi to go and roll in Jelly with a piano. True to her word Dixie babysat Amos. We had a fantastic evening and we both drank heartily, it was so much easier to enjoy ourselves when we didnt have the children to worry about. The piano persons sang lots of the songs we requested but Cuthbert was disappointed that they failed to sing So Macho by Sinitta. He used to perform to this often and wanted to relive the fun days as he called them. We left the Jelly club at closing and we were both so exhausted and Cuthbert was rather drunk and we couldnt locate the taxi queue and it was getting later and later and we were lost and found ourselves at the dreadful coloured Duck hotel. I approached the front desk and was fortunate to get us a room for the evening. I telephoned Dixies cellular phone to tell her where we were but it was switched off so I assumed they were asleep so I went to bed too. The beds were luxurious, it was a shame Cuthbert had passed out in the doorway and wouldnt get to take advantage of a comfortable bed for the night.
Fictional? Oh My! Perhaps you should dig back for her previous trip reports. That may make you more of a believer. 
