Simba's Mom
everything went to "H*** in a handbasket
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- Aug 26, 1999
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Well, my worst fear of traveling solo finally happened (hey, it took about 15 solo trips, so I guess I'm fortunate)-I got sick on a solo trip. Here I was, making trips to visit Auntie Loo every few minutes trying to get someone to bring me Immodium. First, call the front desk-I should have realized that calls go to some central center, not REALLY the front desk. Of course, I had to call twice-the first time I was on hold too long, must visit Auntie Loo again. Once they figured out where I was, they said they'd transfer me to the BC Marketplace, but I got a wrong number and "leave a message", which I did, no response. After another visit to Auntie Loo then another unsuccesful attempt at calling the BC Marketplace, I did the most adult thing I could think of-I stood out in the hall and cried. That's when I realized my mistake-I'd asked for a room in a quiet area, which meant I was out in the middle of nowhere. Fortunately eventually mousekeeping came along, the mousekeeper spoke enough English to get on the phone and call someone and get action. About 15 minutes later I got my Immodium, but I wasn't happy about eating saltine crackers and dry toast with all that great food at WDW. However, I did learn one great thing-the new Mexican counter serve in Epcot has a yummy apple sode (kind of like the Manzanita in Club Cool) that's delicious for yucky tummys.