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Day 3- July 28
This is the day we check into the WDW Dolphin, so we get up early to check out of the HoJo. We eat at IHOP one more time (maybe a big French Toast breakfast wasn't the best idea when I'm planning to hit some slides). Next stop-Blizzard Beach.
We start with the ski lift to the top and do Teamboat Springs together. We're packed in 6 to the raft, with at least two of the people over 6 feet tall, so it's not the most comfortable ride down the mountain. DH hurts his ankle, so he's ready to just sit the day out. He finds a shady spot, and I go off with the kids. We go to Runoff Rapids next, and neither kid wants to ride with me, which means I have to go down the enclosed tube slide. Remember my claustrophobia from TOT? I'm not thrilled about whizzing down a tube where all I can see are a few tiny dots of daylight flashing past. However, I'm determined not to be the wet blanket, so up and in I go. Two good things about this slide-it's fast, and I get wet. It's pretty hot out, so that second point is a definite plus. Next, we head over to Slush and Gusher, which I remember from 2 trips ago as being mighty wild. There's a big line for the ski lift, so we hike up. As I'm sliding down, I remind myself that his is fun, fun, fun. And it is. I fly up in the air when I hit the bump, I feel a little panicky, but the landing is painless. When I skid to a stop, however, my bathing suit is wedged up so high I wonder if it's better to pull it out from below or if I can reach it better down my throat.
The kids ask if I want to do Summit Plummet next, but I tell them it's too hot for me to climb the hill again (good excuse, isn't it?)
I've had about all the thrills I can take for now, so the kids head off while I look for DH. I find him in the shade, but still sweating, so I convince him to hobble over to Cross Country Creek. We go around one and a half times, so we pass the ice gator's house twice, and we make our old joke. You hear ice gator sneeze, and then a fluid shoots out of his house and all over you. We say, "what is that, water?" "No, it's not". It's snot, get it? Very juvenile, I know, and worse when you consider that the kids aren't even with us.
When we get out, we find the kids, and notice that all of the slides are closed. A thunderstorm starts, so we head to Lottawatta Lodge for lunch. I take the locker key from my wrist and put it on my tray so I don't forget it. We eat, and the rain doesn't want to stop, so we decide to go check into our hotel. We are meeting dear friends at the hotel; my roommate from college, her DH and DSS, so I am very excited. We head to the locker, and I realize I DON'T HAVE THE KEY! Did anyone pick it up? No! It's in the trashcan, along with half eaten pizzas, sticky sodas, and drips of chili from chili dogs. How do I know what's surrounding it? Because that's what I have to dig through to find it
Thank goodness they have showers available, plus I wash my digging arm with about a gallon of liquid soap. My kids make some blonde jokes, but I contend it could have happened to anyone, right?
When we check into the Dolphin, there is construction going on in the lobby, so it's not quite the magical experience it has been in the past. We get a room on the second floor, so there's no Epcot view, but it looks out on the lake and the Swan, which I enjoy, and it's closest to the stairs, so it's an easy walk to the restaurants, busses, and shuttle boats. That works extra well for DH, who has limited mobility.
We get ready to go to the pool (we love the waterfall and slide) and contact my friend Debbie, who says she'll meet us there. What we don't take into account is, we haven't seen each other in four years, people look different in the water, and the pool area is huge. We miss each other, but with the clever use of a house phone, I find her back in her room, and she and her family come to our room. It's easy to find, because we've posted LGMHPC'S on the front door and sliding door to the balcony, as well as
MHPC's on the balcony door (my gift to the kids). It's GREAT to see my friend.
We find our way to the bus stop and just miss the bus to Pleasure Island. I think about running for it, but there are 7 of us, so I decide to wait. Big mistake. It ends up taking us an hour and fifteen minutes to get to P.I.
We eat at Portobello Yacht Club, then make it into the second show at the Comedy Warehouse. I think it's funny, but the humor is a little uneven. Because it's improv, we are all yelling out suggestions. My proudest moment: they ask for life events that you don't usually get a card for, and they pick DS' suggestion of puberty. That's my boy!
We walk through the dance clubs, and the kids are drawn in by the outdoor DJ, then by 8 Trax. We boogie till 11, and it's nice to have a venue where the 40 somethings and teens can dance together. I wish we could have stayed later, as do the kids, but we have to get up early the next day for-
Animal Kingdom! Tune in next time to find out why I keep thinking of one DISer's ticker that says "Herd of Turtles".
This is the day we check into the WDW Dolphin, so we get up early to check out of the HoJo. We eat at IHOP one more time (maybe a big French Toast breakfast wasn't the best idea when I'm planning to hit some slides). Next stop-Blizzard Beach.


I've had about all the thrills I can take for now, so the kids head off while I look for DH. I find him in the shade, but still sweating, so I convince him to hobble over to Cross Country Creek. We go around one and a half times, so we pass the ice gator's house twice, and we make our old joke. You hear ice gator sneeze, and then a fluid shoots out of his house and all over you. We say, "what is that, water?" "No, it's not". It's snot, get it? Very juvenile, I know, and worse when you consider that the kids aren't even with us.

When we get out, we find the kids, and notice that all of the slides are closed. A thunderstorm starts, so we head to Lottawatta Lodge for lunch. I take the locker key from my wrist and put it on my tray so I don't forget it. We eat, and the rain doesn't want to stop, so we decide to go check into our hotel. We are meeting dear friends at the hotel; my roommate from college, her DH and DSS, so I am very excited. We head to the locker, and I realize I DON'T HAVE THE KEY! Did anyone pick it up? No! It's in the trashcan, along with half eaten pizzas, sticky sodas, and drips of chili from chili dogs. How do I know what's surrounding it? Because that's what I have to dig through to find it

When we check into the Dolphin, there is construction going on in the lobby, so it's not quite the magical experience it has been in the past. We get a room on the second floor, so there's no Epcot view, but it looks out on the lake and the Swan, which I enjoy, and it's closest to the stairs, so it's an easy walk to the restaurants, busses, and shuttle boats. That works extra well for DH, who has limited mobility.
We get ready to go to the pool (we love the waterfall and slide) and contact my friend Debbie, who says she'll meet us there. What we don't take into account is, we haven't seen each other in four years, people look different in the water, and the pool area is huge. We miss each other, but with the clever use of a house phone, I find her back in her room, and she and her family come to our room. It's easy to find, because we've posted LGMHPC'S on the front door and sliding door to the balcony, as well as

We find our way to the bus stop and just miss the bus to Pleasure Island. I think about running for it, but there are 7 of us, so I decide to wait. Big mistake. It ends up taking us an hour and fifteen minutes to get to P.I.
We eat at Portobello Yacht Club, then make it into the second show at the Comedy Warehouse. I think it's funny, but the humor is a little uneven. Because it's improv, we are all yelling out suggestions. My proudest moment: they ask for life events that you don't usually get a card for, and they pick DS' suggestion of puberty. That's my boy!
We walk through the dance clubs, and the kids are drawn in by the outdoor DJ, then by 8 Trax. We boogie till 11, and it's nice to have a venue where the 40 somethings and teens can dance together. I wish we could have stayed later, as do the kids, but we have to get up early the next day for-
Animal Kingdom! Tune in next time to find out why I keep thinking of one DISer's ticker that says "Herd of Turtles".