Tinkerbellarella
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"You'd think she'd remember all this from the first time." ~ DoDo Bird
I was going to talk about Day Four today but...
No. No, I'm kidding. We're really going to be talking about Day Four.
When we take a walk on the wild side.
No, we're not going to Detroit. We're going to the Animal Kingdom.
But first, a refresher. If all has gone as planned thus far then:
On Day One, we arrived, got a room with a larger than small bed, ate our weight in junky apples, and watched Fantasmic without being a.) rained on, b.) trampled by the Roller Derby of the stroller set and/or c.) regaled with the tale of, "Imagine if Mickey caught fire when he's shooting those fireworks from his fingers". (All true stories, I might add.)
On Day Two, we partook in the breakfast goodness that is Tonga Toast, enjoyed all our Must Do's in the Kingdom that is Magic, not only scored a table for but were also named honorary King and Queen of 'Ohana (which means family) due to BF's digestive prowess, and took in a practically perfect evening with the Main Street Electrical Parade and Wishes from a table seat atop the railroad platform. Without having to complete any track and field type maneuvers to score said seats.
On Day Three, I donned my lemon tights, plaid mini skirt, go go boots and lab coat and we headed off to the Imagineers playground that is Epicot. We visited the dinos, blasted to the moon without then blasting into the restrooms, did a fairly mild 65mph (it's mild on MA highways, anyway) loop in our test vehicle, smelled Rome burning, swam with the fishes and lived off the land, somehow soared over CA without leaving the state of FL and then checked each other's water bottles for acid after leaving the Imagination pavilion. Oh, and we also had a moment of silence for Michael. We ended the day with an amazing dinner at Cali Grill where they did indeed have duck on the menu and I will have lingered long enough over my appetizer alone to see Wishes from the rooftop.
And now I'm going to take a moment to ponder about how weird it is to be presently writing in the past tense about the future.
Ponder complete.
So, the plan for Day Four is to score some breakfast (again) at Everything POP and then to head over to AK for rope drop or sometime there abouts. What we do first is a toss-up. I love seeing the safari as early in the day as possible because I've found that the cooler it is outside, the more animals you see. But then there's the fact that everyone and there grandmama's grandmama will be racing over to Everest to get their ride and Fastpass on. My thought is this - we'll likely go get our EE FP on and then runwalk to the safari. For those of you who don't know the runwalk, it looks like fast, sophisticated limping.
The Must Do list for AK is small because, well, the number of attractions is not huge and there are really only two shows that I'm giving priority to:
Nemo
Flights of Wonder
No, the Lion King doesn't make the cut. It comes in at #3. Flame away. I've seen it many, many times and it is, in fact, fantastic, but the other two take my cake.
Nemo is just plain good show. In the same way that FOLK is. Only, under water. And I'm partial to Nemo more than I am to Simba. That, given the opportunity in real life Simba would eat Nemo, is irrelevant.
Flights of Wonder is, in my opinion, one of the best shows no one talks about in the World. There are some amazingly beautiful birds, some campy humor and, there's the eagle poop. Don't tell me this majestic symbol of our country isn't trained to do it. Five out of five times I've seen this show she's done it at precisely the same moment each time. I've also been lucky enough to be chosen as an audience participant for the show and that was just play neato.
If we can, we'll squish Simba in.
We have a 12:00 date for lunch with the Yeti and some fried cheesecake wontons. My hope is that there is no Yakking involved (NO#4's (NOZZUB)).
AK has evening EMH's so we'll have plenty of time to do all of the above and all of the following, methinks:
*spend 19 hours on the Maharajah Jungle Trek, my favoritest thing in the whole AK
*bury my face in BFs armpit when the carnotaur screams at me for only the umpteenth time
*don our bug eyes and get our insect learnin' on
*go on a two week safari for a second time
*use our EE FPs
*ride the rapids where I will undoubtedly take the brunt of the hit. Because that's just how BF and I roll.
*search out DeVine, who actually used to work on and off at the renaissance faire in our area
*check out Rafiki's Planet Watch, which I haven't done in years
*show BF the cool-as-all-getout gorilla habitat on the Pangani trails
*spend approximately 17 days watching the river otters and hatching a Bond-like plan on how BF will secure one and bring it home to live in our bathtub
*peruse the Discovery Island trails
*procure the necessary 1,378 photos of the Tree of Life
Before I move on to our evening plans, a note about EE. We will be riding in the first 2 cars or not at all. See, I'm not especially motion sick when it comes to rollercoasters. In fact, I foster a mild coaster addiction. But I road twice in Sept. 08. The second time in the last car.
Never. Again.
I'm not sure when we'll head out. Either when we feel we've had enough or when the heat index reaches 213. We're strollers (NObabycarriages), especially in animal parks, so this very could be a relaxing, all-day park for us.
Which is fine for the evening. Currently our dinner reservation at the Yachtsman isn't until 8:00 p.m. I'm hoping to bump it up to 7:00 p.m. But who can say if that will happen. If it's as hard to do that as it is to get into 'Ohana (read: only if you're royalty) then 8:00 p.m. it will be.
Yachtsman is BF's pick. After I told him we would not be going to Shula's at the Dolphin so he could attempt the 48oz prime rib challenge, he pouted and wanted steak. I'm sorry, I'm not spending a single second of this vacation while BF wanders around zombie-like in a protein coma.
So I compromised with the Yachtsman.
After the Yachtsman we'll be heading over to do one of the very few things BF requested for this trip: Jellyrolls. Only he didn't call it Jellyrolls. He simply asked me if the World had a dueling piano bar. I think he was both delighted and surprised when I immediately responded, "Yes."
We likely won't make it too late of a night since we have a big day ahead of us on Thursday. But, depending on what time we get out of dinner, we'll spend enough time to have enjoyed ourselves. I'll likely bring some cab money so that we don't have to do the Disney-bus-hopping act to get back to POP.
UP NEXT: Boo to you and you and you and you...Happy Halloween. (And you're welcome. It's stuck in my head too now.)
I was going to talk about Day Four today but...
No. No, I'm kidding. We're really going to be talking about Day Four.
When we take a walk on the wild side.
No, we're not going to Detroit. We're going to the Animal Kingdom.
But first, a refresher. If all has gone as planned thus far then:
On Day One, we arrived, got a room with a larger than small bed, ate our weight in junky apples, and watched Fantasmic without being a.) rained on, b.) trampled by the Roller Derby of the stroller set and/or c.) regaled with the tale of, "Imagine if Mickey caught fire when he's shooting those fireworks from his fingers". (All true stories, I might add.)
On Day Two, we partook in the breakfast goodness that is Tonga Toast, enjoyed all our Must Do's in the Kingdom that is Magic, not only scored a table for but were also named honorary King and Queen of 'Ohana (which means family) due to BF's digestive prowess, and took in a practically perfect evening with the Main Street Electrical Parade and Wishes from a table seat atop the railroad platform. Without having to complete any track and field type maneuvers to score said seats.
On Day Three, I donned my lemon tights, plaid mini skirt, go go boots and lab coat and we headed off to the Imagineers playground that is Epicot. We visited the dinos, blasted to the moon without then blasting into the restrooms, did a fairly mild 65mph (it's mild on MA highways, anyway) loop in our test vehicle, smelled Rome burning, swam with the fishes and lived off the land, somehow soared over CA without leaving the state of FL and then checked each other's water bottles for acid after leaving the Imagination pavilion. Oh, and we also had a moment of silence for Michael. We ended the day with an amazing dinner at Cali Grill where they did indeed have duck on the menu and I will have lingered long enough over my appetizer alone to see Wishes from the rooftop.
And now I'm going to take a moment to ponder about how weird it is to be presently writing in the past tense about the future.
Ponder complete.
So, the plan for Day Four is to score some breakfast (again) at Everything POP and then to head over to AK for rope drop or sometime there abouts. What we do first is a toss-up. I love seeing the safari as early in the day as possible because I've found that the cooler it is outside, the more animals you see. But then there's the fact that everyone and there grandmama's grandmama will be racing over to Everest to get their ride and Fastpass on. My thought is this - we'll likely go get our EE FP on and then runwalk to the safari. For those of you who don't know the runwalk, it looks like fast, sophisticated limping.
The Must Do list for AK is small because, well, the number of attractions is not huge and there are really only two shows that I'm giving priority to:
Nemo
Flights of Wonder
No, the Lion King doesn't make the cut. It comes in at #3. Flame away. I've seen it many, many times and it is, in fact, fantastic, but the other two take my cake.
Nemo is just plain good show. In the same way that FOLK is. Only, under water. And I'm partial to Nemo more than I am to Simba. That, given the opportunity in real life Simba would eat Nemo, is irrelevant.
Flights of Wonder is, in my opinion, one of the best shows no one talks about in the World. There are some amazingly beautiful birds, some campy humor and, there's the eagle poop. Don't tell me this majestic symbol of our country isn't trained to do it. Five out of five times I've seen this show she's done it at precisely the same moment each time. I've also been lucky enough to be chosen as an audience participant for the show and that was just play neato.
If we can, we'll squish Simba in.
We have a 12:00 date for lunch with the Yeti and some fried cheesecake wontons. My hope is that there is no Yakking involved (NO#4's (NOZZUB)).
AK has evening EMH's so we'll have plenty of time to do all of the above and all of the following, methinks:
*spend 19 hours on the Maharajah Jungle Trek, my favoritest thing in the whole AK
*bury my face in BFs armpit when the carnotaur screams at me for only the umpteenth time
*don our bug eyes and get our insect learnin' on
*go on a two week safari for a second time
*use our EE FPs
*ride the rapids where I will undoubtedly take the brunt of the hit. Because that's just how BF and I roll.
*search out DeVine, who actually used to work on and off at the renaissance faire in our area
*check out Rafiki's Planet Watch, which I haven't done in years
*show BF the cool-as-all-getout gorilla habitat on the Pangani trails
*spend approximately 17 days watching the river otters and hatching a Bond-like plan on how BF will secure one and bring it home to live in our bathtub
*peruse the Discovery Island trails
*procure the necessary 1,378 photos of the Tree of Life
Before I move on to our evening plans, a note about EE. We will be riding in the first 2 cars or not at all. See, I'm not especially motion sick when it comes to rollercoasters. In fact, I foster a mild coaster addiction. But I road twice in Sept. 08. The second time in the last car.
Never. Again.
I'm not sure when we'll head out. Either when we feel we've had enough or when the heat index reaches 213. We're strollers (NObabycarriages), especially in animal parks, so this very could be a relaxing, all-day park for us.
Which is fine for the evening. Currently our dinner reservation at the Yachtsman isn't until 8:00 p.m. I'm hoping to bump it up to 7:00 p.m. But who can say if that will happen. If it's as hard to do that as it is to get into 'Ohana (read: only if you're royalty) then 8:00 p.m. it will be.
Yachtsman is BF's pick. After I told him we would not be going to Shula's at the Dolphin so he could attempt the 48oz prime rib challenge, he pouted and wanted steak. I'm sorry, I'm not spending a single second of this vacation while BF wanders around zombie-like in a protein coma.
So I compromised with the Yachtsman.
After the Yachtsman we'll be heading over to do one of the very few things BF requested for this trip: Jellyrolls. Only he didn't call it Jellyrolls. He simply asked me if the World had a dueling piano bar. I think he was both delighted and surprised when I immediately responded, "Yes."
We likely won't make it too late of a night since we have a big day ahead of us on Thursday. But, depending on what time we get out of dinner, we'll spend enough time to have enjoyed ourselves. I'll likely bring some cab money so that we don't have to do the Disney-bus-hopping act to get back to POP.
UP NEXT: Boo to you and you and you and you...Happy Halloween. (And you're welcome. It's stuck in my head too now.)
Just thinking about it makes me nauseous. 
It's been stuck in my head ever since we received our tickets in the mail!
Okay, me too. 
::snortlaugh:: When I read that post by TK, all I could think was wow, your poor DH will be sleeping alone a lot!
Love it! Now I'm thinking I must 
