Friday, October 21st
Today was resort switch day: as we packed up our belongings to load into the car in preparation for our move over to the Sheraton Vistana Resort, we marveled at how quickly the first week of our two week vacation had flown by. It made me rather sad, to be honest: at the end of the trip, after flying home, Steve would be returning to Michigan and our next extended time together wouldn’t be until almost Christmas. The thought put a huge ache in my heart, and I had to make a conscious effort to push it away

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We ate breakfast in the villa with the rest of our grocery supplies, and checked out of Cypress Palms via phone before the 10 am deadline. We texted Lisa and Joe to let them know we’d meet up with them later, and then we pondered how to best spend this transitional vacation day.
It was too early to check in at the Vistana (while we had been permitted to check in early on most of our previous trips, this was MUCH too soon in the day to expect a villa to be vacated and cleaned) so Steve asked if there was anywhere in particular that I wanted to go. When I hesitated with an answer, his spider senses kicked in and he apparently read my mind: there was somewhere we had driven by earlier in the week (when we had gone to the Nike Clearance Store to shop for some things for Jake) that had definitely piqued my interest. Without me having to say a word, he quietly steered the car in that direction and we were pulling in here within just a few minutes:
I would be lying if I said I wasn’t missing my babies something fiercely by this point in the trip. They were still so little and still so new to our family, so I was fearful that they’d forget their momma over the course of two weeks. Before heading into the store, I texted the director of Fixed For Life who was caring for the kittens, just to check in and see how they were doing (she had been sending me updates on a semi-regular basis since we left, but I hadn’t heard from her in a couple of days, so it seemed like a timely opportunity to touch base). I heard back from her almost immediately with an amusing text that they were giving the rest of the residents a run for their money…….even thought they were, by far, the youngest of the bunch. It made my heart smile to know they were raising hell and having a ball, and not just sulking in a corner

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We don’t have this chain of pet supply stores in Canada, so there were tons of new and fun things that I would have loved to have brought them home: as I danced my way through the cat toys and treat displays, Steve reminded me with a wink that there was a weight allowance for our luggage of which I needed to be mindful. That was the subtle “try not to go overboard” I probably very much needed, so I picked out a few items that I thought they’d love and kept my purchases to a reasonable level

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After our kitten shopping was completed, it was still too early for lunch and too early to check in, so we pondered our options. As we were still in Kissimmee and had time at our disposal, I suggested we use the Groupon I had pre-purchased before our trip for an attraction that had appealed to Steve: the Museum of Military History.
Regular priced admission to the museum is $7 per person, and thanks to a couple of stackable coupons and offers through Groupon, I ended up paying $1 total for admission for two. We had passed the museum on several of our previous trips, and each time Steve has said “someday, we’re going to stop and go inside”. When the Groupon offer came up, we couldn’t pass it up.
Pulling into the parking lot, we wondered if the museum had opened yet for the day……there was only one or two other vehicles in the general vicinity. I double checked the business hours on my phone, and indeed they had opened at 10 am: so, we hopped out of the car and headed inside.
Indeed, we were the only guests there so we received a warm and personal greeting from the staff at the welcome desk. We presented our Groupon (which was accepted with no problems) and given a short explanation on the lay-out of the museum. He noted that all of the staff members were veterans themselves, and would be happy to answer any questions as we toured through. We were encouraged to take as much time as we liked and he ushered us beyond the desk and into the first exhibit area.
The museum was laid out in such a way that you passed through time as you made your way from the first exhibits near the entrance to the final displays near exit. Each time period was sectioned off in its own small room, and featured artifacts, photographs and other period items, many donated by families of the fallen and survivors alike.
Steve was totally engrossed as he stopped to read the plaques, the newspapers, and the other informational pieces in each exhibit. He’s been fascinated by military history (and history in general) for his entire life, so this was right up his alley.
Steve poured over every single item in each display, and as I toured through with him, I have to admit…I found it all very humbling and profoundly sobering. While Steve found it overwhelmingly interesting, it just made me so sad

. For me, it all just represented so much loss. Of course, the quietness of the facility probably had a lot to do with that……being alone inside (with the exception of the scant number of staff), it really did enhance the seriousness and grim realities of many of the displays.
Steve could have happily spent the remainder of the day in their library. Seriously. I had to pull him away from the books.
I was quite surprised at how much time we spent inside……while I had expected it would be a half-hour diversion at best, we were inside for well over an hour.
We were both pretty quiet as we left the museum and headed back out to the car. It had been a very interesting entry on our itinerary, but humbling and sobering for sure.
Time was now heading onward to noon, so we decided to have an earlier lunch and see if we could get ourselves back into a more vacation-y state of mind. We decided to try another new restaurant in an effort to continue the broadening of our horizons, and we headed here:
It was just down the road from the Vistana, so heading there afterward would be quick and easy

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As you are all well aware by now, we love Italian food. Olive Garden, Carrabba’s, and Maggiano’s have all been resounding successes, and Romano’s Macaroni Grill was one of the few remaining Italian restaurants in Orlando that still remained on our to-do list. Heading inside, we found the restaurant completely empty save for the staff

. We were seated promptly by the sole server and provided menus to peruse.
Our bubbly young waitress brought us a loaf of fresh bread to the table, along with some oil for dipping. It wasn’t the best bread we’ve had, but it was still good.
We opted for the three course lunch special, which started us each with a mozzarella fritta (a triangle-shaped piece of fried cheese with marinara for dipping). Unfortunately, I missed snapping a picture of the starter before we ate them. They were good, but unremarkable. Having raised Jake (a fried cheese connoisseur), we consider ourselves experts on mozzarella sticks. TGI Fridays are far superior, but these were still good.
The second course was salad: Caesar, to be exact. I’m not a salad lover, so Steve got to have mine and his. Again, he said it was perfectly fine …. nice and fresh …. but neither the best nor worst Caesar that he’d ever eaten.
Considering our pasta selections were ordered from a dedicated lunch menu, we were surprised at the size of the entrees when they arrived at our table. Definitely good quantities (enough for me that it would have been a perfectly acceptable portion for dinner) and the amount of pasta exceeded our expectations. Steve had the Fettuccine Gorgonzola (spinach, crispy prosciutto, mild gorgonzola sauce):
….while I opted for the Sausage & Peppers Rigatoni (sausage, bell peppers, onions, imported romano, basil, pomodoro sauce).
Steve really enjoyed his fettucini dish: while not up to the quality of his favourite Steak Gorgonzola at Olive Garden, he still thought this was quite good. My rigatoni, however, was just “okay”. I ate it, but I wasn’t impressed by it…..and I wished through the meal that I had ordered the fettuccini gorgonzola as well. The sausage was spicier than I liked and the rigatoni was not as soft as I had hoped (making it seem very chewy). I was definitely not blown away.
The cost was very reasonable (I think it was about $10 a person for the three course deal) so the bill was under $25 with Steve’s lemonade (I had water) and tax. We paid, left the tip (service had been great), and both agreed that Romano’s would probably be a one-and-done destination for us. We were glad we tried it, but there was nothing crazy great about it to bring us back for a second visit.
While we were still VERY early to check into the Vistana (4 pm is their posted check-in time), we decided to head to the Welcome Center to see if there was a chance that our villa was ready . It was unlikely, of course, but it was worth a shot.
Coming up: checking in at SVR, and introducing the nieces and nephews to Disney Springs.