This scenario has to be like so many couples that sit in the dark while they wait for their kids to go to sleep because they cant afford or don't chose to stay in a 1 or 2 bedroom, as they chose to go on vacation for 10-14 days, or go several times a year or at least 5-7 days at Diz, not 2 or 3 days like many families do. Now I know that many of you are sold on DVC, and renting points for a bedroom is an option in the future, now that I have read that Diz allows 5 in a one bedroom. Zip it, zip, zip zippo as Dr. Evil says, not a word to start that whole argument. I am right, because I read it and the next time I am at Diz, I might check it out if we dont stay at the Poly. I mean, Diz knowlingly put all 5 of us at CBR, and while I really do believe it was the last room at Diz as the salesagent said, they have opened the door for me in the future. Wag your finger if you want or pat me on the back for letting you in on this fantatic and utterly great decision by Dizney. Now havent you always wondered why the room capacity goes from 4 to 8. Thats an awfully steep jump! Where the bejeebers is 6? Oh wait a minute this doesnt have anything to do with making money does it? And hay (no, this is not a typo- I am a horsegirl who spells hey , hay) truthfully, I understand money makes the world go around and I am not critical of anyone trying to make a buck, but taking advantage of us poor addicted suckers is another thing.
This is one reason why we might very well go back to POP and stay in the 60s like last time we went. We would put on the Diz storyhour, tuck the dks into their bedskis, and keep the extra door lock thingie in the closed position before we closed the door so the door would not completely shut, and sit at our umbrella table and sip our well earned cocktails and our European time dinner. This worked unbelievably well last time and the kids might pop out of bed to peek out the window and see us, and we could keep an eye on the door. So, here would be the view last time from our Pop Century 'balcony', if I posted a picture.
Pop worked for us as we had 3 lil babes who loved the goofy jets and the hippy Dippy Pool. I did too, not only because I love Austin Powers, but because I am a 60s girl and am old enough to have worn bellbottoms the first time and because it was just such a happy little place. Luxury? No. Happy? Oodles of noodles of it, and groovydoovy tunes blastin'. I've read scalding reports about Pop, don't believe 'em. So heres my little plug for anyone who doesnt or cant spend money on a moderates or beyond. Go stay at Pop and dont feel gypped. Its a blastin little place for families who have wee ones or spend most of their time trying to eek out the most of those park passes.
So back to the beginning, the scenario about the couple sitting in the dark waiting for their kids to fall asleep. Sky was asleep with her poptart before the lights went down, and the boys slipped away in what would turn out to be the fastest they would the rest of the trip. We were able to lay and rest our brains and bodies for a few moments and then bring the lights back up within 5-10 minutes.
This is how it always goes.
Me- DJ, I really want to take our time, not rush. We have plenty of time and I dont want to be stuck to a schedule, but what do you think we should do tomorrow?
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DJ- Hon, I thought we agreed that the first day, wed just stay at the resort and hang out, and let the kids acclimate.
Me- But today is the first day and we did stay at the resort. It's supposed be cold again, and we wont have the car until Monday. Besides that message said EE is only open til 2 tomorrow. That might be the last time the rest of the week. We have to get on that thing.
DJ-Whatever, but why do we make a plan then, you always change it?
We have gone through this for 13 years. I have a slightly obsessive need to move furniture all the time. I call it decorating. He calls it messing up the house. Okay, so I call it messing up the order in his life. At first I used to try to get his buy-in (like I was doing about going to AK in the morning). Then I would plead, or try to be cute. All those things worked initially, but after I moved the big room where we all hang out (I have that term Great room) at least 3-4 times in one year which included moving all the wires for the speakers, the tv, and all the other media stuff and his grandmothers grand piano, and the heavy heavy bookcase with a whole lot of our favorite novels, he started getting fed up. See there were also always holes in the walls, so we'd have to move the pictures too. Okay all you obsessive furniture movers, you know who you are, we cannot help it can we? We ruminate, we stare, we cant stop thinking about it til we move it and heck I move 50-75 pound bales of hay, so I ended up doing most of it myself after a while, but I have to enlist him for the biggies. At one point in our marriage he began refusing, but I figured out how to move everything without digging the wood floors, or breaking my back and he would only have to deal with coming home to things being all chaged around. Now I see this as keeping life exciting and I work at things to make them better, like diz planning which I am also a little obsessive about, so I don't think being fixated on stuff is such a bad thing, but you get ideas, and change things around. But poor DJ, the guy who needs predictability and order, changing a chair or a trip agenda is slightly more difficult. So this is one issue between us that is a work in progress and hasn't ever really gotten in the way of our fun in our trips. But to put it simply, this is our mating ritual........
Getting buyin is critical with this hunky doodle doo, so I navigate through the process and I start by lobbing the ball into his court.
Me-Well, without a car or a hotel room for much of the day, what do you suggest we do? We need to be out of here by 11 and cant check in until 4 if the room is ready, but I read online at the Disboards, that sometimes when a resort is sold out, you might not get in til even later. (clever argument dont you think?)
DJ- Hmmm
Me-We could take a taxi somewhere, like Seaworld, that might not be too bad if it is drizzling and cold. (they were predicting a cold front on the other side of the rain)
Dj-Hmmmm, that sounds expensive
Me- Or we could just stay here, get lunch somewhere, and then have the kids watch movies in the room at OKW.
DJ-theyll be bouncing off the walls (hes getting it)
Me-We could take them to DQ and use one of our extras on the premie tickets, that wont cost anything. You know how they all want to play video games? (we are holding out on psp, Nintendo, and games boys at this point, but I know well cave soom as Carson is starting to have the all-my-friends do thingie_ boy that starts young) (I know this wont fly as DJ doesnt want them playing video games yet, arent I conniving? Tee hee hee)
DJ-Gem, not video games all day.
Me-(lobbing it back into his court) Well, what do you want to do, sweetie? I want you to have fun. You are only here for a week. The kids and I can come back the following week for a day from the beach an go on EE then.
DJ-But who would watch Jack while you guys go on EE?
Me- (Exactly! I think to myself-that is why we have to go now, now , now) Oh, well, maybe I could leave him with some other parent who is also waiting. NOT. I DID NOT SAY THIS. JUST KEEPING YOU ON YOUR TOES! Uh, yeah, I forgot, hes not big enough (Oh for Petes sake. I knew this, Ive been reading about EE for 6 months at least!)
DJ- Maybe we should go to AK tomorrow.
Me(Leaping Lizards-that was fast work, girl, I think to myself) Or we could see what the weather is like and play it by ear, that way if it actually turns warm and we can get into our room early, we could just stay at the resort like we planned. (Pertending like I am not that invested)
DJ-Sounds like a plan
This was a great negotiation session, especially since we were so very exhausted. This trip is just too rocking. No spats between the adults, and kiddos were nothing but gold all day. Im feeling like this is gonna be one great trip. Although I am wedged in between the kid, we all get on okay nights sleep early. It must have been 11:30 by the time I drifted off. I always fall asleep last in the family. And I do know I went to sleep that night with a mantra in my head Were going to EE, Were going to EE, Were riding the EE! I had lots of images of the Himalayas, as my mom has been to Tibet and has little prayer flags and stuff all over her house. She is a a Yeti seeker too, but in a different way. My dad missed that trip as drinking Yak milk and looing in a hole in their dirt floor hotel room just didn't tempt him that year. So yeah, I was primed for that coolcoolycool cool expedition queue and I do a little rain dance after DJ goes off to lalalandm what a cute placce.
Day 2-2/12/06-Sunday-Rainy, 45-50ish.
So top of the morning, we are finally into day 2! Woo hooo! Are you thinking we all oversleep and get awakened by the maid service at 11 am when it is check out time? Not a bingbandity skipskopitty chance in the world. Our precious kids stopped napping at 18 months, have I told you that already? I am an old mommy, well not as old as that Italian mommy who gave birth at 60, but I am not the same physically as I was a hot chickie chic in my 20s and 30s. My 20s and 30s were my prime! So anyway, as a 40something year old mom- and okay if we gonna be honest here, I'm figuring some of youve checked my public profile to see when I was born, so you know, it was 1961, so you do the math
But my darn point is my kids havent napped since they were about 18 months each. And they sleep about 10 hours, on a good night. Lets see this trip it was, hmmmm, I am calculating, about 8 1/2 to 9 hours. So 6:00. Not terrible, it could have been 5:21 like today, but it wasnt like 11 either, and that meant about 7 or so for me and DJ. Kind of what I am used to WHEN I have slept the night before, but remember DJ and I missed sleeping on 2/10 as we got ready to get outta dodge, so thats not a whole lot of sleep. Were tired, but I do love waking up to my dks right with us. My little Jack strokes my face and says, I wuv u and I reply :why? and he says Because you are so Fweet (sweet) AWWWWWW. Carson is deliriously happy in the mornings, and starts telling his sillywilly knock knock jokes that make no sense. And Sky is a little darling too-so thoughtful and snuggly. She is a twirler, not in the marching band kind of way, but the spinning so happy kind of way. She is a sprite. I love these guys more than Diz, thats how much I love them, and my Dh too, cause he came on this trip not once but twice with the kids so far, which is saying a lot as he is sort of a serious less playful kind of pup and might prefer a different type of vacation- like the kind where you relax alitlle. He sacrifices a lot for his wife and kids. He really does.
So you wont see any whining or winging about lack of sleep from me, but I might get a lil grumpy as the trip wears on, but you can hear about that later. Anyway it is 6 am on Day 2 that is really day one to us, if you know what I mean, you who travel from more than just a short flight or drive away. There is no fast pass to the Diz from where we live right now.
So it is nearly 6 am. We open the curtains and throw up the sash. Oh no, not that story again. We open the curtains and see pouring rain. Okay, AK in the rain it is! TG it rained or Id be riding the big one at AK next trip. So I am an oddball. How many people who like Disney hope it rains on the first day. TG too that I packed our $1 ponchos from KMART that the budget board told me about. One problem, I packed those in the luggage that we dont have cause that luggage is still enroute as it didnt get delivered last night. When it hadnt come by 9, we called the bellhop and told them to ship it over to OKW in the morning as we didnt want it in the room for one night.
We packed up, by we, it means me, but were a family, so Ill stick with we. We tell the kids we are going to a park today and Jack, who has been begging to see Mickey is really excited. Our kids refer to the Diz as Mickey Mouse, Are we going to Mickey Mouse? When do we go to Mickey Mouse? Are we at Mickey Mouse? Can we go on Peter Pan when we get to Mickey Mouse? Finally we can answer yes, today after we see our new hotel, yes, yes. When we got to CBR the night before, they were very disappointed and said this isn't Mickey Mouse. They reminded us of that again. Something like we've been here forever, and we're still not there. Jack even started crying. Poor little slugger, he still didn't quite have the concept of time.
I suggest a taxi over to OKW. DJ loves this idea as we are both not cheap, but yankee thrifty, even if he is originally from Ohio and me from Jeoysey. What do they call it in those places-furgal? But $10 bucks for a taxi to lug the I-packed-too-much-load is a no brainer. DJ calls bellhope service again (I cannot belive how many times we talked with them in less than 12 hours) and they tell him we need to walk to the bus stop and leave our bags in the room, and the taxi will get us there. I second guess him as it makes no sense that we have to walk to the bus stop to get the taxi. He assures me this is what they said. No biggie, but doesnt sound right. So we pack up Jacks throne-pram and leave Aruba for the last time. It is 7:10 am and while we wont make AK by gate opening it will be pretty early with any luck.
We walk to the bus stop and wait with all the other families. After a while I start the "DJ this doesnt seem right thing" (I definitely get a sense about things. I am no John Edwards, is that guy for real? but I havve a sense when something isn't right-does everyone?) and then all the sudden I see a taxi zoom by. DJ who is tall and lean, but not the sprinter type, something about his foot placement and arm postion, runs after it. It was so funny to watch him run because he never does. Having three dks is hard at times, especially when they are all asking questions at once. This so often makes me testy because my brain just can't process the rapid fire inpute being shot at me with such intensity and it goes into overload. You know, Danger, danger will robinson, and the smoke starts coming out of your ears before you begin to start to combust? where is Daddy going? Is daddy going home? I wanna go with daddy why is daddy running? Why cant we get on this bus? "Daddy, dadddy, daddy. WHY, Why why why whyyyyyy? "
SO just about the time I think I am going to have to run after DJ, just to pacify the kids, we see the taxi. Listen now, youll hear them Hurray our daddy is a hero, we love our daddy, he is sooooo awesome! Daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy! But wait. The taxi does not seem to be slowing down. So I do the city thing and start to step in the road to hail him. Either DJ missed him or he's trying to lose us. You know how you can tell its not stopping for you way before its there. Okay. I see someone in the passenger seat, I squint, and OMG, and I can't tell if it is DJ. Zoom!!! The taxi goes by and it seems to have someone else in it! Then I see Mr. Hero Daddy, and he aint in the passenger seat of that big yellow taxi. Hes strolling back. Walking, I tell you, after hes left me for 10 minutes at a bus stop with three small children who think every bus that comes by is the ride of a lifetime to take them to Mickey and rides and candygoogoo stuff. Is this funny to you? It was tonight writing it but I was not thinking, oh I can't wait to put this in our trip report now. It's a gas......not.
To make a long story short, cause I know yall wanna here about the rides and all that parksy stuff that causes all of us to plop down 1 or 2 or 3 or 10 k, we eventually get a taxi, but not after waiting for at least another ½ hour. DJ is adamant that he didnt get this one wrong and swears the bellhop gal told him wrong. I dunno, but I have to live with this man, who did get it wrong with the $2000 vouchers, so I chose to believe him on this one, but I knew in the room it sounded so not right- good thing I am no diva. Not even an 'I told you so left my lips.
We'll never know if that was our taxi, but we are pretty sure it was, cuz they told us 15 minutes and one never came. I mean how many people are getting picked up from CBR at 7 am? Doesn't matter. One finally came,but guess it would have been quicker to go to Epscot, switch and then go on to OKW, but we didn't know this would be the case when we decided to go like dandy folks and call a cab. ANyway Our taxi comes and says, I dunno if everything will fit. You should have called for a van. Now mind you, we only have the I-packed too-much-carry-on-load, minus I think one bag, and the rest of our stuff is being delivered to OKW, so this should really give you a picture of how much we lugged around the airport. We do get it all stuffed in, and in fairness to us, a stroller does take up a lot of room in the trunk and off we zoom to OKW. I am not anxious that we just lost at least 45 minutes with all this. Once we're sitting in the cab, we didn't care because the travel part of this trip is just about over and as long as we get to AK close to the bewitching hour, Ill be happy. Now if we can keep Stitch, Snow White and Peter Pan happy- we'll be golden.
Stay with me as head into the jungle on our first big day,
Thanks to you all, I was not able to thank each of you individually. Bye Babies, you zipdoditty doo dums!