How to make $3600 on your disney vacation! WE DID!! NEW 9/3*The Epilogue, DONE* p. 54
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Okay, finally finished the last 2 installments. Wonderful, wonderful, as always. 
An observation or two:
NOOOOOO!!!!! Don't say that!!! It was so much better a mental image the other way.
Okay, this is wrong on so many levels, I can't even begin to tell you. You are a cruel, cruel woman -- incredibly smart, but cruel. Why do I suspect you knew this would happen all along? DJ needs to do a little planning of his own before the next trip, I'm thinkin'.
Yeah -- the last time we went was in February of 2002, and we had 3 days of beautiful weather, and 3 days of downright chilly. Okay, not frost on the ground cold, but not shorts and a t-shirt either.
That is such an eloquent description. Simple and to the heart of the matter. Wish I could distill things down that well, but, you know, I get paid by the word, so ....
Waiting for the next installment. As Haley said, at the rate this is going, I'll be packing up for my Christmas trip by the time we get to the end.
An observation or two:horsegirl said:
NOOOOOO!!!!! Don't say that!!! It was so much better a mental image the other way.
horsegirl said:
Okay, this is wrong on so many levels, I can't even begin to tell you. You are a cruel, cruel woman -- incredibly smart, but cruel. Why do I suspect you knew this would happen all along? DJ needs to do a little planning of his own before the next trip, I'm thinkin'.
horsegirl said:
Yeah -- the last time we went was in February of 2002, and we had 3 days of beautiful weather, and 3 days of downright chilly. Okay, not frost on the ground cold, but not shorts and a t-shirt either.
horsegirl said:
That is such an eloquent description. Simple and to the heart of the matter. Wish I could distill things down that well, but, you know, I get paid by the word, so ....
Waiting for the next installment. As Haley said, at the rate this is going, I'll be packing up for my Christmas trip by the time we get to the end.
Glad to see another day up! Thanks!
I too have a hard time associating COLD with FLORIDA. I am from MA and actually went to college in Tampa. I remember a few times it feeling cold to me but there were other times when it wasn;'t so bad but the locals were walking around with earmuffs! Always made me laugh, earmuffs in Florida? Do they even sell them?
And I like the sidebar on the horses too. My 2 daughters (8 and 6) have been taking English lessons for 18 months now. First show of the season at the barn we ride at is on Mother's Day and they are so excited. The little one is in the Leadline class again. Last year she ended up with 1st place after the show season. The older one has to do her first test this year and she is nervous. They so want their own horse. Maybe when they are a little older. I think in a couple years maybe we'll try leasing one for the summer and see how it goes. Anyway, you are right, they are special animals. I never knew much about them, or spent much time around them, but since hanging out at the barn the last year and a half they are so beautiful and have such personality.
Allyson
I too have a hard time associating COLD with FLORIDA. I am from MA and actually went to college in Tampa. I remember a few times it feeling cold to me but there were other times when it wasn;'t so bad but the locals were walking around with earmuffs! Always made me laugh, earmuffs in Florida? Do they even sell them?
And I like the sidebar on the horses too. My 2 daughters (8 and 6) have been taking English lessons for 18 months now. First show of the season at the barn we ride at is on Mother's Day and they are so excited. The little one is in the Leadline class again. Last year she ended up with 1st place after the show season. The older one has to do her first test this year and she is nervous. They so want their own horse. Maybe when they are a little older. I think in a couple years maybe we'll try leasing one for the summer and see how it goes. Anyway, you are right, they are special animals. I never knew much about them, or spent much time around them, but since hanging out at the barn the last year and a half they are so beautiful and have such personality.
Allyson
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Another great report.
On side note MomofCKJ where did you go to school. I currently am attending the University of Tampa.
On side note MomofCKJ where did you go to school. I currently am attending the University of Tampa.
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Hi Everyone! I have been distracted! Thank you for your replies! Its been so long, I hope you remember where we left off. We had spent the morning in Epcot, became terribly fatiguedand cold and were dining at WCC, being served by a waitress who was flat out of jokes and had larangitis. We, barely awake parents, had no energy for banter, however our delightful children where running around that place like they had been stuck in a horse stall for a week. Here, is the next Chapter. Hope you enjoy!
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So Whispering Canyon Café, was a miss with respect to hijinks and zany antics, but a hit as a relaxing strategic move, to give us some down time after a busy couple days with minimal sleep. For all you who have spent time at Wilderness Lodge, Dont you just love it? Too bad the rooms do not sleep 5! I know, I know, some of you are saying, DVC! Perhaps one day, but we are not ready to do that yet. However, given the fact that we will be there as a family twice within six months, and I am going there solo a month later, it might be a wise choice. So I suppose the Lodge, this Lodge, here within a vew of the Magic Kingdom, might be a choice.
We meandered down to the dock and waited for the ferry to take us to Mickey Mouse as the kids call it. They never had a drop in their energy level and frolicked amidst the landscape. Is it all the mental energy we adults expend that exhausts us managing our lives and events? Is this the reason they have so much energy and exuberance, that they have so few things to worry about and do? If I let myself join in their joy, it often affords me just a little more energy myself. If I am required to rein them in, I find myself even more depleted. I suppose I understand why some parents just let their kids do whatever; it just takes so much energy to guide them otherwise.
This was clearly the case of the family on the dock with us. A stroller, designer I might add, and tucked in an adorned mouse princess, Minnie. Fashion had clearly called for her to go sans coat, even though the wind was whipping at 20 knots of so and it was hovering below 50 degrees. Packed that costume, got to make sure everyone sees it! The child, Minnie was very unhappy, and as an observer, it appeared to me that she was running about frenetically in order to develop enough body heat not to suffer hypothermia. Her brother was donning a Buzz costume, sans jacket as well; he too must have certainly been cold. The two miniature characters were weaving in and out of the line and under ropes into areas that looked to me to be designed for incoming passengers. Their parents stood talking, dressed to the nines. Did it take them all day to get ready for their evening at the park? Surely no one could wear spike heels and have that makeup and hair thing still going on at 4:30 in the afternoon! I must take another peak at Delswifes Bad Shoe to determine whether spikes at the park is an anomaly or standard footwear for the average park goer. I think I know the answer. Anyway, I was worried about Minnie and Buzz plunging into the water at the end of the dock, or being crushed by the boat as it pulled up. This is my neurotic nature, not only to worry about the welfare of my own kids, but other peoples too. This couple didnt look like they had a care in the world, and as it turned out all adults and children boarded the boat safely. So I guess their approach worked, that time .
The kids were excited to head back to MK. We found seats, and realized we did not have to fold the throne pram. We kept Stitch in it and poured more sugar into him to placate him for the ride. Ferries scare the watootie out of me, crossing Long Island Sound, Lake Champlain, San Francisco Bay, on the way to Nantucket or even this day, on this tiny little vessel. I just have this fear of a kidlet falling over and well, you know. So we kept the kids close. A man sat next to Carson. He had a drink in his hand and clearly had had several prior to this one. He was chatty, asking questions, telling us more than we needed to know about his life. It is hard to teach your kids about strangers. I struggle with this one, But mommy, they say, you talk to strangers. Touché, they are right. In any event, boundaries versus politeness or even congeniality are indeed a challenge to accurately convery to children and on this day, I just let the conversation continue. The gentleman asks my son, Where do you come from? Carson answers without skipping a beat, from Sarahs tummy. Awww that was sweet, only I am not Sarah, remember? This person with the cocktail replies with a wink, Sarahs tummy looks like a nice place to be from. EEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWW! What are we in a strip club? This guy has a cocktail in hand, is ripping one on and is leering at my birthing apparatus? Hopefully this individual was not imagining me giving birth. I felt a tinge of ickiness. I smiled this weak smile (why I do not know) and tried to direct Carson away from the conversation and used the Contemporary as a way to distract him. When we got off the boat, I took Carson aside and instructed him that when someone asks where you come from, they mean where do you live. Just reply, Maine, sweetie, Maine.
We excitedly move into the Magic Kingdom. Do you know what we saw? Many, many miniature people dressed in character costumes with no coats! Please tell me you were not there without a coat for your kid on February 13th. For the love of Penguins, IT WAS COLD! Most of the parents had coats, long pants, and the kids? Flimsy little princess dresses and sandals, as they are the appropriate footwear for dresses. I swear I wanted to grab the drapes from all the restuarants and disperse them to the poor kids to wear, like Maria did in the Sound of Music. I tired to put their frozen extremities out of my mind and focus on my cold kids, who were in their standard in-the-stroller-covered-in-blanket-being-toted-about mode. They were happy. I was happy too, as long as I averted my eyes from any oncoming liliputians, scanitly clad.
The kids are bent again on Tommorowland. Can you guess what they wanted to ride again, first of all? Buzz. Yup, the kids love Buzz, hay, (I spell it that way, remember?) we love Buzz too. Whats not to love? Well, there is one thing, broken laser guns for the big kids. The little ones, at least ours, dont really get the scoring yet, but mom and dad sure do. We grab some fast passes and someone had actually left a pile of them on the Fast pass dispenser (Do those things have a name?) That was so nice. Ill have to remember to do that. It is very chilly at this point and not crowded at all, we do the Speedway again, ride the Transit, which I love, because it is another chance to just chill, and hop on Buzz. We grab fast passes for Space Mountain too. The kids were really excited for this roller coaster. Carson is very observant and had noticed the building from the monorail the day before. He was very excited to try it, which concerned me, given his less than enthusiastic love of Everest. The lad is into adventure, and perhaps the whole space thing just really peaked his interest. Sky was practically foaming at the mouth to go. This girl, for sure, is going to be bungee jumping. Loves those rides, the bigger the better. After a double ride on Buzz, we head over to Space Mountain! I can remember my first time on this ride, lots of details. It was spectacular 30 years ago. We hadnt gone on this last time we were here. So this was a re-acquaintance for me, of an old childhood sweetheart. DJ went first with the big kids; Jack and I got one more chance on Buzz. This little kid is adorable and I enjoyed the alone time with him. We got through very quickly just as twilight was beginning to set in and the park was emptying. The chill sank in from the wind whipping us silly. We stood and waited for the other half of our family to return.
I had a slight feeling anxiety of my kids being terrified on this dark roller coaster. The seating is one person in a row, so they would be alone, in essence. I had prepared them as best I could, but the truth is, my kids truly do understand roller coasters and they willingly and enthusiastically wanted to go. My excitement about meeting my old love again, after so many years, over powered this mild worry I had. The fast pass line must have moved pretty fast because they came out soon after we got back from Buzz. Huge grins on their faces, laughing and skipping. They conquered this one, no prob. IT WAS MY TURN! DJ took Jack again on the TTA, our new favorite babysitter and my fellow astronauts and I skipped back for liftoff. The line moved fast, we were standing in front our spaceship in no time and everything was as I remembered it except it all looked smaller and less impressive. How does our brain remember things like the details of an amusement ride from 10 or 15 years earlier?
We climb in. Sky, of course, must be up front, Carson is behind her and I am in the last seat. I did have the attendants move us to the second car, and let a cute young couple up front ahead of us. They seemed appreciative, but I really was doing it for me, I am a ninny! Drawn to danger, but terrified of it at the same time. This is something I have struggled with my whole life .I always get a little pit in my stomach, as we get into these types of rides and are strapped in and then you are past the point of no return. We come around the corner and head toward the climbing track. My heart is racing, I can hear Sky screaming with joy and Carson is taking in all the sights and sounds. We start to build up speed and then it happens. The darn thing stops, suddenly. We sit there, waiting. Liftoff to nowhere. It was a long time, I had no watch, but it was many minutes and nothing happened. We were heading up to the top and were perched half way up. After what must have been 5-10 minutes the light came on. BUMMER! Never, never be on Space Mountain when it breaks down. It completely loses all its mystique. I look around at the dust and dirt everywhere. Wait a minute; perfect Disney world does not keep up the interior of Space Mountain? No, they do not. The walls were disgusting, seriously in need of a paint job. The stairs along the track had inches of dust. It was horrible. I struck up a conversation with my kids and the young couple ahead of us. We laughed about being special, as it probably doesnt happen that often, although looking back I wonder, as this happened to Zzub too. After maybe 15-20 minutes, a CM comes by. How are you doing? Everybody okay? Very sweet kid, but hello, you just wrecked my dream ride from childhood and it is unrepairable, because now I know this place is a dump inside. He tells us it will be a few more minutes, and that we are going to have to ride it with the lights on. Why did I not demand to get off right there and then? We must have sat there at least one half hour. Finally we begin to set off and ride Space Mountain with the lights on. I was terrified. I could see holes in the ceiling, and the entire structure looked decrepit. HOW COULD WE BE SAFE ON THIS THING!?! We climbed the first incline, slowly and the cell phone rings. DJ wants to know if we are okay. I start to talk and tell him it is starting and scream and close the phone. Zooooom! Off we go. The kids were squealing and whoopying it up. I practically broke my hands squeezing the bar for dear life. I found this ride to be less than enjoyable, to put it mildly. Space mountain? I like it with the lights off, thank you.
We came to a stop and the CMs tried to corral us back in line to ride it again, but with the lights on. What? No way, the cars were still not moving. We were not going to stand in line again and risk instant replay. I asked for fast passes to do it another time, and asked to be exited. They obliged and had us follow them. Why do all CMs not carry some of these tickets in their pockets? The minute a ride brakes down, that is the first thing that should be dispensed to the CMs, who should graciously hand them to the poor victims of such a mishap. We walked through the bowels of Space Mountain, further disillusioning this ride. We came to an office; the CM went in and brought out 5 passes to be used at the Magic Kingdom for any attraction. They helped us out of the labyrinth, and we emerged. This, my friends, was a dud, like a shuttle countdown, that stops at 7. Poo. A downer and a waste of valuable Magic Kingdom time. Poor DJ and Jack had waited a very, very long time in the cold. Luckily, inexplicably, Jack was remarkably even tempered.
We headed to catch Peter Pan, Snow White, Dumbo, the Carousel and Its a Small World. Snow White was broken down too. The Magic Kingdom was in shambles! I had no trepidation of this ride, once it was ready. No chance of death on those steep hills in that one... We hit most of Fantasyland, with not a wait, although we did need fast passes for Peter Pan. In between these rides, we were cold, and stepped into Philharmagic to warm up and change the pace. The kids again loved their 3-D glasses and I was really looking forward to seeing this show. It began, and Sky and Carson had huge grins on their faces. Jackson? Well out came the blanket and he went again, into attraction fear fetal position ..
Up Next Day Four and the Arrival of Grammy J
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So Whispering Canyon Café, was a miss with respect to hijinks and zany antics, but a hit as a relaxing strategic move, to give us some down time after a busy couple days with minimal sleep. For all you who have spent time at Wilderness Lodge, Dont you just love it? Too bad the rooms do not sleep 5! I know, I know, some of you are saying, DVC! Perhaps one day, but we are not ready to do that yet. However, given the fact that we will be there as a family twice within six months, and I am going there solo a month later, it might be a wise choice. So I suppose the Lodge, this Lodge, here within a vew of the Magic Kingdom, might be a choice.
We meandered down to the dock and waited for the ferry to take us to Mickey Mouse as the kids call it. They never had a drop in their energy level and frolicked amidst the landscape. Is it all the mental energy we adults expend that exhausts us managing our lives and events? Is this the reason they have so much energy and exuberance, that they have so few things to worry about and do? If I let myself join in their joy, it often affords me just a little more energy myself. If I am required to rein them in, I find myself even more depleted. I suppose I understand why some parents just let their kids do whatever; it just takes so much energy to guide them otherwise.
This was clearly the case of the family on the dock with us. A stroller, designer I might add, and tucked in an adorned mouse princess, Minnie. Fashion had clearly called for her to go sans coat, even though the wind was whipping at 20 knots of so and it was hovering below 50 degrees. Packed that costume, got to make sure everyone sees it! The child, Minnie was very unhappy, and as an observer, it appeared to me that she was running about frenetically in order to develop enough body heat not to suffer hypothermia. Her brother was donning a Buzz costume, sans jacket as well; he too must have certainly been cold. The two miniature characters were weaving in and out of the line and under ropes into areas that looked to me to be designed for incoming passengers. Their parents stood talking, dressed to the nines. Did it take them all day to get ready for their evening at the park? Surely no one could wear spike heels and have that makeup and hair thing still going on at 4:30 in the afternoon! I must take another peak at Delswifes Bad Shoe to determine whether spikes at the park is an anomaly or standard footwear for the average park goer. I think I know the answer. Anyway, I was worried about Minnie and Buzz plunging into the water at the end of the dock, or being crushed by the boat as it pulled up. This is my neurotic nature, not only to worry about the welfare of my own kids, but other peoples too. This couple didnt look like they had a care in the world, and as it turned out all adults and children boarded the boat safely. So I guess their approach worked, that time .
The kids were excited to head back to MK. We found seats, and realized we did not have to fold the throne pram. We kept Stitch in it and poured more sugar into him to placate him for the ride. Ferries scare the watootie out of me, crossing Long Island Sound, Lake Champlain, San Francisco Bay, on the way to Nantucket or even this day, on this tiny little vessel. I just have this fear of a kidlet falling over and well, you know. So we kept the kids close. A man sat next to Carson. He had a drink in his hand and clearly had had several prior to this one. He was chatty, asking questions, telling us more than we needed to know about his life. It is hard to teach your kids about strangers. I struggle with this one, But mommy, they say, you talk to strangers. Touché, they are right. In any event, boundaries versus politeness or even congeniality are indeed a challenge to accurately convery to children and on this day, I just let the conversation continue. The gentleman asks my son, Where do you come from? Carson answers without skipping a beat, from Sarahs tummy. Awww that was sweet, only I am not Sarah, remember? This person with the cocktail replies with a wink, Sarahs tummy looks like a nice place to be from. EEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWW! What are we in a strip club? This guy has a cocktail in hand, is ripping one on and is leering at my birthing apparatus? Hopefully this individual was not imagining me giving birth. I felt a tinge of ickiness. I smiled this weak smile (why I do not know) and tried to direct Carson away from the conversation and used the Contemporary as a way to distract him. When we got off the boat, I took Carson aside and instructed him that when someone asks where you come from, they mean where do you live. Just reply, Maine, sweetie, Maine.
We excitedly move into the Magic Kingdom. Do you know what we saw? Many, many miniature people dressed in character costumes with no coats! Please tell me you were not there without a coat for your kid on February 13th. For the love of Penguins, IT WAS COLD! Most of the parents had coats, long pants, and the kids? Flimsy little princess dresses and sandals, as they are the appropriate footwear for dresses. I swear I wanted to grab the drapes from all the restuarants and disperse them to the poor kids to wear, like Maria did in the Sound of Music. I tired to put their frozen extremities out of my mind and focus on my cold kids, who were in their standard in-the-stroller-covered-in-blanket-being-toted-about mode. They were happy. I was happy too, as long as I averted my eyes from any oncoming liliputians, scanitly clad.
The kids are bent again on Tommorowland. Can you guess what they wanted to ride again, first of all? Buzz. Yup, the kids love Buzz, hay, (I spell it that way, remember?) we love Buzz too. Whats not to love? Well, there is one thing, broken laser guns for the big kids. The little ones, at least ours, dont really get the scoring yet, but mom and dad sure do. We grab some fast passes and someone had actually left a pile of them on the Fast pass dispenser (Do those things have a name?) That was so nice. Ill have to remember to do that. It is very chilly at this point and not crowded at all, we do the Speedway again, ride the Transit, which I love, because it is another chance to just chill, and hop on Buzz. We grab fast passes for Space Mountain too. The kids were really excited for this roller coaster. Carson is very observant and had noticed the building from the monorail the day before. He was very excited to try it, which concerned me, given his less than enthusiastic love of Everest. The lad is into adventure, and perhaps the whole space thing just really peaked his interest. Sky was practically foaming at the mouth to go. This girl, for sure, is going to be bungee jumping. Loves those rides, the bigger the better. After a double ride on Buzz, we head over to Space Mountain! I can remember my first time on this ride, lots of details. It was spectacular 30 years ago. We hadnt gone on this last time we were here. So this was a re-acquaintance for me, of an old childhood sweetheart. DJ went first with the big kids; Jack and I got one more chance on Buzz. This little kid is adorable and I enjoyed the alone time with him. We got through very quickly just as twilight was beginning to set in and the park was emptying. The chill sank in from the wind whipping us silly. We stood and waited for the other half of our family to return.
I had a slight feeling anxiety of my kids being terrified on this dark roller coaster. The seating is one person in a row, so they would be alone, in essence. I had prepared them as best I could, but the truth is, my kids truly do understand roller coasters and they willingly and enthusiastically wanted to go. My excitement about meeting my old love again, after so many years, over powered this mild worry I had. The fast pass line must have moved pretty fast because they came out soon after we got back from Buzz. Huge grins on their faces, laughing and skipping. They conquered this one, no prob. IT WAS MY TURN! DJ took Jack again on the TTA, our new favorite babysitter and my fellow astronauts and I skipped back for liftoff. The line moved fast, we were standing in front our spaceship in no time and everything was as I remembered it except it all looked smaller and less impressive. How does our brain remember things like the details of an amusement ride from 10 or 15 years earlier?
We climb in. Sky, of course, must be up front, Carson is behind her and I am in the last seat. I did have the attendants move us to the second car, and let a cute young couple up front ahead of us. They seemed appreciative, but I really was doing it for me, I am a ninny! Drawn to danger, but terrified of it at the same time. This is something I have struggled with my whole life .I always get a little pit in my stomach, as we get into these types of rides and are strapped in and then you are past the point of no return. We come around the corner and head toward the climbing track. My heart is racing, I can hear Sky screaming with joy and Carson is taking in all the sights and sounds. We start to build up speed and then it happens. The darn thing stops, suddenly. We sit there, waiting. Liftoff to nowhere. It was a long time, I had no watch, but it was many minutes and nothing happened. We were heading up to the top and were perched half way up. After what must have been 5-10 minutes the light came on. BUMMER! Never, never be on Space Mountain when it breaks down. It completely loses all its mystique. I look around at the dust and dirt everywhere. Wait a minute; perfect Disney world does not keep up the interior of Space Mountain? No, they do not. The walls were disgusting, seriously in need of a paint job. The stairs along the track had inches of dust. It was horrible. I struck up a conversation with my kids and the young couple ahead of us. We laughed about being special, as it probably doesnt happen that often, although looking back I wonder, as this happened to Zzub too. After maybe 15-20 minutes, a CM comes by. How are you doing? Everybody okay? Very sweet kid, but hello, you just wrecked my dream ride from childhood and it is unrepairable, because now I know this place is a dump inside. He tells us it will be a few more minutes, and that we are going to have to ride it with the lights on. Why did I not demand to get off right there and then? We must have sat there at least one half hour. Finally we begin to set off and ride Space Mountain with the lights on. I was terrified. I could see holes in the ceiling, and the entire structure looked decrepit. HOW COULD WE BE SAFE ON THIS THING!?! We climbed the first incline, slowly and the cell phone rings. DJ wants to know if we are okay. I start to talk and tell him it is starting and scream and close the phone. Zooooom! Off we go. The kids were squealing and whoopying it up. I practically broke my hands squeezing the bar for dear life. I found this ride to be less than enjoyable, to put it mildly. Space mountain? I like it with the lights off, thank you.
We came to a stop and the CMs tried to corral us back in line to ride it again, but with the lights on. What? No way, the cars were still not moving. We were not going to stand in line again and risk instant replay. I asked for fast passes to do it another time, and asked to be exited. They obliged and had us follow them. Why do all CMs not carry some of these tickets in their pockets? The minute a ride brakes down, that is the first thing that should be dispensed to the CMs, who should graciously hand them to the poor victims of such a mishap. We walked through the bowels of Space Mountain, further disillusioning this ride. We came to an office; the CM went in and brought out 5 passes to be used at the Magic Kingdom for any attraction. They helped us out of the labyrinth, and we emerged. This, my friends, was a dud, like a shuttle countdown, that stops at 7. Poo. A downer and a waste of valuable Magic Kingdom time. Poor DJ and Jack had waited a very, very long time in the cold. Luckily, inexplicably, Jack was remarkably even tempered.
We headed to catch Peter Pan, Snow White, Dumbo, the Carousel and Its a Small World. Snow White was broken down too. The Magic Kingdom was in shambles! I had no trepidation of this ride, once it was ready. No chance of death on those steep hills in that one... We hit most of Fantasyland, with not a wait, although we did need fast passes for Peter Pan. In between these rides, we were cold, and stepped into Philharmagic to warm up and change the pace. The kids again loved their 3-D glasses and I was really looking forward to seeing this show. It began, and Sky and Carson had huge grins on their faces. Jackson? Well out came the blanket and he went again, into attraction fear fetal position ..
Up Next Day Four and the Arrival of Grammy J
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kimmar067 said:What a letdown!! Nuttin' WORSE than a dirty WDW ride....too bad...... I am, however, still enjoying your banter.....
Why thank you kimmar! Long time no talky! I am off to the barn to pick up you know what! It was a huge letdown, but heck, still better than sitting in my office doing paperwork so it is all relative!
THAT'S fer sure....!
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Loving the details of your report. Thanks for taking the time to share your memories with your fellow DISers. 
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Horseypoo-
Excellent installment, as usual. So, my kids have a Grammy J, too. And they really DO call her Grammy! Can't wait to meet yours!
Amy
Excellent installment, as usual. So, my kids have a Grammy J, too. And they really DO call her Grammy! Can't wait to meet yours!
Amy
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Grammyof2 said:It's all good,
Now why do I not find that surprising?
Horsegirl -- terrific installment. Never been on SM with the lights on, and from your description, sounds like I didn't miss much. Definitely better with the lights off. Weird about the weather -- we were there in February a few years back, and had great weather for all but one day -- the day we spent at MK, 'natch, when it was a cold and blustery day (as our friend Pooh would say). The one and only time I've ever worn long pants and a jacket at a WDW park. BTW, this line:Horsegirl said:
Classic.
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Glad to have you back with yet another great installment! We were there at the same time, but I don't remember it being so cold! Maybe I haven't arrived yet (wed. 15th?).
Isn't The Lodge great! DVC is looking better and better with that many trips planned! Best thing I ever did! Thanks again for a great trip report, Your friend in Mystic
Isn't The Lodge great! DVC is looking better and better with that many trips planned! Best thing I ever did! Thanks again for a great trip report, Your friend in Mystic
Luv4Mickey
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Okay, so I have been reading this WONDERFUL, exciting, post for the past 2 nights, and I still don't remember seeing the other $1600! Did I miss it? If so, where? It wouldn't surprise me since around midnight is when I get the peace and quiet to do this....
At any rate, I love your whole post and TR...it is great to follow!
At any rate, I love your whole post and TR...it is great to follow!
We were fortunate to have a great waitress when we were at Whispering Canyon.
I would have hated to have been on Space Mountain when it broke down. It would have been so depressing to see everything with the lights on.
I am enjoying you reports.
I would have hated to have been on Space Mountain when it broke down. It would have been so depressing to see everything with the lights on.
I am enjoying you reports.
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