JULY 7TH PART TWO: I Bless The Rains Down In Aaaaafricaaaaaaa
Once back at Coronado Springs, my parents and I rode the bus around to El Centro because I had something REALLY important to do.
Wow, Kara, what is that really important something? you ask.
GELATO. GELATO GELATO GELATO.
But first
These funky columns line the covered path from the bus stop to the front of El Centro. I kinda fell in love with them. This shouldnt come as a surprise though. You all know how much I love the teal/coral (I guess this is more orange, though) color combo. Speaking of which, I will be knocking small children out of the way to get on one of the new teal/pink or teal/orange Dumbos this year. If youll be in the World in early July, BEWARE!
The gelato is sold at Café Rix, one of the Counter Service locations at Coronado Springs. I had been meaning to try some all week, but whenever we were in El Centro, I was already stuffed. Even though I was still kinda full from my Pecos Bills chicken wrap, I was determined to pack it in. Plus, I was in mourning. Its been scientifically proven that sadness causes one to develop a temporary second stomach just for ice cream. Google it. Wikipedia it. Heck, Bing it, if you're one of the three people in the universe who uses Bing.
Heres a picture of all the different flavors:
So many choices! It was a nightmare for someone like me who cant make a decision to save her life.
After mulling it over for a bit, I settled on Mint Chocolate Chip and the wonderful Gelato Prince behind the counter scooped some (a lot) up for me. Bless him.
The second I stepped outside, that thing turned into a fountain. I was awkwardly licking it to prevent dripping while also trying my hardest not to dump it all over myself. Eating is hard, man. Once everything was safely within the parameters of the bowl, I went to town with the little spoon. Is there ANYTHING more fun than those little gelato spoons??
I know, I know. Dont answer that.
Anyway, I chowed down while we walked back to the Ranchos.
Here are some resort pictures that Dad took:
I really dont remember what happened when we got back to the room. I know Katie and Wade were at Downtown Disney. Im assuming Mom and Dad went to the pool because they do that every day while on vacation. I might have started packing or something. I dont know. I
do know that I eventually fell asleep, and when I woke up, everyone was back in the room because it was pouring outside.
As you can see, the Ranchos went from bone-dry desert to lizard swimming pool. It was quite cool.
It was still raining when it was time for us to head over to the Animal Kingdom Lodge for dinner at Boma. This was a last-minute change. We had reservations at Whispering Canyon Café, but none of us were in the mood for hijinks. I know, right? Im pretty sure Kara means lover of hijinks in several cultures. But when your dog dies, yelling for ketchup just isnt that appealing.
When we called dining, Boma was available at a decent time, so we snatched that right up. Its one of those places that has always been on our Lets try that sometime list, but weve just never gotten around to it. While on the phone with dining (well, with the automated dining voice robot), we also booked breakfast at 1900 Park Fare for the next morning. Since my birthday dinner at Ohana didnt happen, we each still had a TS credit to use, so why not us them on our first ever TS Disney breakfast! Because we always travel during the summer, we really dont like to waste precious empty park time/cooler morning weather on breakfast, but, at this point, an omelet and large amounts of bacon sounded pretty darn good.
Anyway, we all piled into the car and headed for AKL. Getting there from CSR was a breeze. Well, there was a weird traffic backup near Animal Kingdom, but it wasnt terrible. We made our reservation with plenty of time to spare. Unfortunately, because of the rain, we couldnt go outside to see the animals. Bummer.
But, hey, here are some pictures of the GORGEOUS lobby.
This, um, cheetah (?) has six fingers on its left paw. Interesting.
I love the resort-specific welcome mats. I also love wiping my soaking wet shoes on the resort-specific welcome mats. Yay messes!
Just ignore the blurriness and focus on the pretty. Dont look at it for too long, though, or it will make you sick. Id hate for my terrible photography to be responsible for that.
The chandeliers are AMAZING. And HUGE.
I wish I had taken better pictures of the Igbo Ijele Mask. It is really cool.
After ooh-ing and ahh-ing over the lobby, we headed downstairs to Boma. Mom checked us in and I took this terribly off-center photo of the sign.
Heh.
Not even two minutes after we checked in, a hostess called us over to take us to our table. It was easily the shortest wait weve ever had at a Disney restaurant. Heck, Ive waited longer to be seated at our local perpetually-half-empty Applebees and they dont even have cool African foods/decor there. Just street signs, pictures of t-ball teams, and food that may or may not have been spit on.
We were seated in the far corner of the restaurant under this cool canopy:
And this is the ceiling/cool light fixtures/part of the booth I was sitting in looking back toward the rest of the room:
I really loved the feel of Boma. It wasnt HUGE like many of the Disney buffets. Instead, it felt quite warm and intimate, which was nice with the heavy rain falling outside. It was also really quiet. Im sure thats not always the case, but we dined kinda early so the restaurant wasnt full.
Our lovely waitress came to the table to take our drink orders and gave us the rundown on the buffet. She pointed out a few specific dishes we absolutely had to try and sent us on our way.
Here is an absolutely terrible picture of my first plate:
From top to bottom, its plain white rice, fufu a mashed sweet potato dish, beef from the carving station, hummus w/a bunch of pita, and bobotie- a sort of minced-meat quiche. It was all very yummy. Especially the hummus. I actually went back and got a separate plate just for hummus and a bunch of different kinds of bread. It was hummus heaven.
Heres my dessert plate:
I didnt really go too crazy, just sampled a zebra dome, caramel cheesecake, some sort of fruit cobbler, and a plain sugar cookie with a bite taken out of it. Thankfully, I was the one who took the bite out of it and not some stranger. Though I guess cookies with cool animal bites taken out of them could go with the theme.
Overall, I really enjoyed Boma. I mean, I would have been satisfied with just the paper animal safe straw, so good food was really the icing on the cake.

Im not racing to go back ASAP, but Id definitely eat there again. Preferably sometime when the weathers nice so I can actually go out and see the animals. Stupid rain. Stupid Judy. Stupid energy.
UP NEXT: We poncho up and head out for our last night in the World!