And you had such a good shoe plan, switching mid-day, keeping the tootsies happy?
I know! And then I ruined it.
I told hubby last night that I must have subconsciously hobbled myself, to keep myself Zen for the parks. And it's worked!
We got there before rope drop this morning (they let us in around 8:30) and we went on
Dumbo (Eamon refused to go along with common knowledge of Peter Pan first, insisting he HATES PP and needed Dumbo instead) for its first round-n-round of the day, the Carrousel, saw the
new Indy show with Toocherie and Califgirl (and her husband, and Stacerita was near the group but not right with us), had food at
River Belle (smuggled in organic pure maple syrup for the Mickey pancake), went to
Star Tours (remind me to tell you about those little cards they give kids when they are too little to ride on a visit), got E a build-your-own
light saber (and since hubby is Han Solo, he got a blaster), went on
Buzz (E did only 1000 points less than me! hubby blew the two of us out of the water), then over to
Pirates, had a bite at
Blue Bayou, and then back to the hotel.
OK that's a lot*. But not as much as I would have tried to do if I could do more than limp around on the few bits of my feet without torture-bubbles on them! ha ha, torture bubbles....ouch.
Hum dee dum, it's not 6. Should I wake them up?
* or is it? park opened at 9, we left at 3ish. so maybe not a lot, but it was two meals (taking notes for how long meals take for future WDW trip) and the line for the lightsaber taking up time...eh, it was fun for all of us, and that's important.