Sooo Hi everyone i'm back!! And it was NOT a good trip....

Well i should just say the last half wasn't good..
We arrive at the Grand Californian on Friday evening around 8ish and check-in. The CM checking us in was super nice and said she was going to upgrade us to a park view! GREAT I thought! So we get up to the room....and there's only 2 beds, no couch....we have 5 people...uggggh...so we call guest services and say that we've been upgraded for free but that we have 5 people on the reservation and that the CM knew there was 5 people checking in. She said there were no more rooms available with 2 beds and a sofa for the rest of the weekend..... UGGGGH

....so she says she'll send up a sleeping bag with extra pillows and blankets and mentions it's a little lifted..so i'm thinking a cot?? Okay, can't be too bad....no...it's a pad...kinda like a thick pilates pad

oh man...so we went down to guest services instead and talked to Yvonne who was super cool and totally understood our predicament (the sleeping bag was for my mom, who's 60 and can't sleep on the floor) Now I know what you're thinking...why not give up our spots in the bed for her!? She's VERY stubborn and doesn't want to have to split the two married couples apart and have to sleep with one of them. Anyways, back to the story, Yvonne asks if we can just stick it out for the night, since she found a room with 2 beds and a sofa for the next 2 nights of our stay. And we say that's totally fine and thanked her for her compassion and helpfulness! Not only that, she called me back on my cell phone and left a message saying that her manager wanted to compensate us for our trouble with either $100 off the first night or a breakfast for the 5 of us the next morning! They were so accommodating! It was great to feel cared for!
BTW I have to show you folks the "Park View Room"...to be honest, I would be TICKED to pay extra for this room, expecting to get a Park View room..i'll post it later...
Anyways, that night was fine and the next day was great!!! We decided to end the night early since we wanted to do extra morning hours and I wanted to go catch a little of Allison's (franandaj) band. We go to Naples for dinner around 6ish and me and DH order a Prosicutto pizza which was fabulous!....fastforward to the next morning...
Sunday morning I wake up for extra morning hours with DH and get into the park around 7:10 and we get tons done! Peter Pan, Matterhorn, Space Mountain, Finding Nemo, and last Haunted Mansion. I head back to the hotel to pick up my mom to do the Toy Story Mania run through DCA...but while getting ready for the park to open at 10, I realize, something's not feeling right. I ran to the bathroom and had the runs really bad..(sorry it's gross) I don't say anything because I don't want to ruin her time or come to the realization that something is going on with me..so I try to ignore it...after the ride, I run to the bathroom again...I felt like I was going to throw up after leaving the bathroom so tell my bro, sis in law, and mom, that i'm going up to the room to lay down because I have a headache..sure enough, I get up to the room and start throwing up and ended up staying up there...a few hours later DH comes back from ESPN zone and says you know, i'm not feeling to hot, and I didn't have that much to drink so I know it's not the beer...and yes...he started getting diarrhea and throwing up...we stayed in the room all afternoon and all evening taking turns throwing up in the bathroom...it got even worse when the rest of our party came up...they needed to take showers and go to the bathroom as well...and unfortunately, poor DH could not hold it in while one of them was in the shower and ended up throwing up in a bag in the trash can

It was HORRIBLE!!!!!
We figured it HAD to be the pizza because that was all me and DH had that was the same the day before, and the rest of our group didn't even touch our pizza, and they didn't get sick...so my mom, the next day, decides to go over and talk to the manager at Naples just to see if anyone else had gotten sick from the Proscuitto pizza because her daughter and son in law were very sick...the manager says, "Wow, no one ever orders this pizza!"

Okkkkaaayyy, and now I know why!!
So lesson....DON'T ORDER THE PROSCUITTO PIZZA FROM NAPLES PLLLEEEAASEE! I will probably save your life right now!
So Allison, I'm sooooo sorry I wasn't able to make it!! I was really looking forward to my first "Dis Meet' too!!!

But I have to go back to make up for this trip, so hopefully we can meet on that trip!