Like I said, we grabbed our trays and bolted, past the counter to the far other side and took the most remote table we could find.
I just sat there, blankly staring into space with a kind of sick look on my face. She wasn't much better.
After a period of silence went by, I just blurted out "HE WAS JUST STANDING THERE!"
"Jeez, you scared me!"
"Sorry."
"Can we just try to forget it and enjoy some of our meal?"
"Sure." .......... "but he was just,."
"I KNOW!" "Now drop it."
"Fine."
"but he was."
silence
I got up and finally got the pepper.
When I got back I just stared at the basket for a bit.
Fish, fries. All dry type looking food. Safe.
Then of course my mind had to go and remind me how many times I used the word "GLOP" during last nights dinner.
I tossed out the mustard and ketchup cups.
Yep, what I just witnessed today was glop in all it's perfection.
The tartar sauce packets went out next.
Thand God I didn't order the clam chowder.
Back on the subject of the good glop from last nights dinner, you know where glop originated don't you?
The Glopagos Islands of course!
sorry
After our delightful lunch, we stepped outside and actually had no idea where we wanted to go next. What a difference to our early trips when we couldn't do all the attractions fast enough.
So we headed for the Castle and ducked behind it.
Watch it, an "aside" coming up.
In the past I have rated everything from the best pools, to pool slides, to beds, to the best 3-D movies. Here is one I don't believe I have done.
THE BEST DESIGNATED SMOKING AREAS IN THE PARKS
We have just arrived at one. It's at the end of a dead end tucked behind the castle with a railing overlooking the waterway and fountains and restrooms off to the side.
The strangest one is right on the main walkway from frontierland to adventure land. It's smack on the main path, not out of the way or anything. They might as well just put a couple of picnic tables in the middle of Main St. with a smoking sign sticking up.
Epcot has two great spots. One is right in an out of the way corner of Mouse Gear, with a great view of the fountain.
The other one is in England's back courtyard, off to the side. You can grab a beer, head to the back and also listen to The Brittish Invasion if you time it right.
At MGM there is a spot in front of the pond next to Min and Bill's Dockside Diner we like. Also in the back by the big Coke bottle that sprays people that aren't paying attention.
At Animal Kingdom, there aren't any good spots. Not kidding. There, they treat smokers like the scum that they are.
There is a spot on the way to Dinasaur that looks promising. Don't be fooled.
The ornate tables and chairs are made of heavy cast iron and placed on a rough, concrete patio. Everytime someone tries to move a chair, the scraping sound will go directly to your spinal column and suck all the calcium out of it. They have also decorated the area with real functioning wasp nests, with real functioning wasps. And we're not talking White Anglo-Saxon Protestants here. Though that would probably be scarier. The best spot an the AK is probably down a path in Conservation Station. But even at noon it is really dark there from all the tree cover.
And there you have it!
I know, what a waste of typing space.
Limping along I make it to the rail and we have the After Meal smoke. I'll be honest, I can't believe how much less I smoke when we come down here. And that's a good thing. For Diane, it's just the opposite. At home she can go all day and not have one till nighttime, or her first beer, whichever comes first. But with me all day down here she smokes a lot more than usual.
As I"m leaning there, I'm thinking that she's probably winning the Nemo quotes and references.
And what to my wondering eyes should appear? Here comes this duck just walking up to us. This one was a gimme.
"Come here little fella"
She groaned.
I finished mine first and went to the john. When I came out I saw her giving some woman a light. Another gimme. I walked up, "Is the girl bothering you miss?"
From there we just walked slowly back to Splash Mountain and stood outside watching where the boats come down. There was a family standing there watching also trying to talk a young boy into going on it. (La la?)
It hit me just as Diane twirled around to face me and opened her mouth but I yelled "NOT!"
You know what was coming, right?
"He's just a boy!"
Time was passing faster than I thought it should be and I noticed clouds starting to move in. It was already after six so we hopped on Splash for one more "Pretty good sure as your born" trip in 2006.
With the clouds helping it was darking out early tonight, and I'm still looking forward to "seeing" POTC. But not quite yet. We passed it up and I lead her right to SFT. I have not climbed the treehouse in many years and thought it was about time.
Now I admit, the way I"m walking a little hunched and favoring my right foot, I'm looking every bit my almost 52 years and a few extra that somebody slapped on my back when I wasn't looking.
But I was determined.
"WHAT?"
"You want to climb that?" " Now?"
"Yep." "Gonna."
She looked at me and down at my foot and shook her head.
"Nebo, you think you can do these things, but you just can't, you just can't Nebo!"
Wow! That was the best one. Even I was impressed.
But I still did it. Just before I started up I checked my pocket. Yep. They're still there. It was getting close to PK time anyway.
It's funny how your brain can change a memory over time.
I seem to remember there being a lot more Rube Goldberg type gadgets in/on there. I guess it will be another five years before I try it again.
If it's still there.
If I'm still there.
The way I was feeling that day I felt like an odds on favorite for the "Dead Pool."
I met Diane at the exit.
"So, how was the big, rickety old treehouse?"
(did I just hear that right? did she really say that?)
"Welllllll,,,, it's big, and it's rickety..."
She laughed. "Doh." But still had to get the last word.
" I knew it!"
At last!!! Nebo found Devine!
OOOHHHHH, GROSS! I was expecting it to be the little boy! I refuse to believe that any adult can be "surprised" by a vomiting episode. Ya know it's coming....GO TO THE BATHROOM! Ewww....sorry. So glad these things happen to folks like you and LaLa so you can make them funny for us. 
Do we need to keep a vomit count or is this the only one? Just askin?
I pictured you stumbling and rolling down the stairs, knocking down three little boys and a Japanese tourist in your way. 
Thank you for the kudos Nebo...
You know they never sabotage a trip report right after, Today we went to Epcot. They always wait patiently until youve written the entire segment, complete with clever and witty observations and funny dialog, then just as you are about to hit the submit button, they make their move. You can foil their evil genius by writing your entire segment in Word, or any other word processing program. When youre done, copy and paste it onto the DIS. I use this method for my reports and have never lost a word to the gremlins. Give it a try. 
