If it's Tuesday, this must be Epcot. ALL FINISHED, PLEASE MOVE ME OUT. SO TIRED.

shane the 16th is our last night. the next day we have ADR at teppanyaki in japan for lunch then back to the resort for a little pool time until our airline res. in the late aft. we will try to make the hippy dippy pool the 16th, after illuminations. I will be wearing the tyedye green tank dress (ever the aging hippie! bought our grandson a tyedye "onesie") did I say aging? just cause I am turning the big 5-0 in oct? and I don't care what ANYONE says! am NOT cutting my hair. enjoy le cellier!!! bythe way - don't miss the adventurer's club at pleasure island. if you like improv, you will LOVE this club! toodles! di
 
Enjoying reading your reports ~ Thanx for sharing.
 
I've really enjoyed reading your reports. You mentioned that they take a long time to do, you are right. I had no idea how much work went into doing these until I tried to do one last year!

Looking forward to more :thumbsup2
 
Wow Steve this is great. I could not stop reading it until I got to the end. I knew you were a funny guy anyway but this is hilarious. Can't wait for the next installment.
 

This is great - I'm laughing out loud again - and really appreciated the shout-outs to some of our resident trip report writers extraordinaire!

nebo said:
On the verge of pulling a ZZub.
And not a La La fanny pack in sight.

Sorry Happyhaunt.
 
Brandt, you are right.
I spent about 4 months on this site before I even registered reading trip reports and being a professional lurker.
Tiggerbell, was my first, and I liked her a lot.
Then la la, followed by Zzub and finally Mel.
I'm not trying to compete. I just thought that there might be some folks out there that might be more in tune with our , um age demographics.

Or at least give them an idea what it can still be like when the "Calvins and other kids are grown up," and can't go down with you because they are starting their own family.

Anyway, you are right, they were my inspiration.

I just thought there might be a niche for an old fart here.
 
Tiggerbell, was my first, and I liked her a lot.





Boy, after looking what I just posted, that probably didn't come out quite right, did it?
 
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Holy cow, I did it. Well kinda.
There's supposed to be a caption under it but I couldn't get the cursor to move after the pic was there.

I feel like Steve Martin, "My names in the phone book, I am somebody".
anyway, for anybody that gives a hoot, this was our view from the room at the French Quarter, looking left.

Crap, now I gotta see what other damage I can do posting pics.
soon.
 
I'm sorry, got sidetracked with the pic thing actually working.
Guess you had to be here to see me jumping up and down after all the problems I had trying to post when I first started this.

I'm gonna give it one more shot here. This is a pic from 02, when we first went back after ten years and were getting back together.

She likes this one a lot.
Probably because my face is hidden in shadows.


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Yep. Got cocky. Blew it.
Gonna try once more,with instructions
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Anyway, those are your hosts for this report.
I'm the protagonist, the good guy.
The one on the left.
She's on the right.

We don't have many good pictures of the both of us together.
For one thing, I usually have the camera, and it's kinda hard to take pics of yourself when you are holding the cam.
And I'm not really keen on the idea of asking complete strangers,,,

"Excuse me, would you shoot us please?"

Besides, in half the pictures that are taken of us, I look just brutal.
And in the other half, she looks just , , , um,, out of focus.
Yeah, that's it. Out of focus.
Whew!

I will get a new actual report up soon, I promise. :wave2:
 
Absolutely LOVING your report! My parents often took trips to the world after we had all moved up and out, and your reports sound a lot like my dad's would... if he had ever written one.... which he didn't, because he doesn't type. But he can spin a yarn, and so can you, so I'll stay tuned!
 
Let's start with one thing first.
Duchie? You mean you are going to stay at the Beach Club Villa's the same time we are staying at the Pop value resort? Have you no shame, woman?
Um, are you a woman? Geesh!
Ok, where was I?

Oh yeah, Davey Jones went to his locker, or maybe back to the pirates ride.
Off Kilter kept their kilts on. ( thank god )
And, we did catch another set of "The Brittish Invasion"
Remember what John Lennon once said? Well, they said they were now more popular than Mickey.

You know I'm kidding about the last one, right?

From there we wandered, over to the Lack of Imagination pavillion.
The ride here was never sumpin special, but each time they "improve" it, it gets worse.

We skip it.
Go into my favorite acronym.
HISTA

Ok, for you that don't know, it's Honey, I Shrunk The Audience.

uh oh, feel a list comin on, (fighting, fightin, ), nope, gotta do it.

These are the best 3-d movies down in the area,,,,,

1 terminator sorry, but it is
2 Honey, I Shrunk the Audience
3 Muppetvision 3-d it's old, but it's still good
4 Mickey's Philharmagic
5 It's Tough to be a Bug
6 Shrek way overated, and dark and grainy
and at number 64, haunted lighthouse over at busch, don't waste your time

The catch here is you have to time your arrival perfectly.
We walk in, about half full in the pre show area, I think we did it, due to it being a slower time of the year.

We stand there for 5 minutes,,
Then the dreaded pre show starts.
Crap to the 4th power.
I say that because this is the most boring "preshow" in Disney history.

It is boring, boring, boring.

Yeah, another fine Kodak moment.
grrr

So, what happens here is I regress to my childhood, I'm back to being 8 years old and shopping for "back to school clothes " with my mother.
I just hang on Diane's arm, and kinda start "duck walking" around her, turning her in circles.

Can't help it.
I'm so bored.

The 18 minute movie is terrific. Disney's best. But that pre-show, ick.

And, surprise, surprise, they took out "Image Works", the hands on kinda play area with technology. Replaced it with, " OH BOY!, now I can send an e-mail.!"

Test Track time. Standby says 30, I check out single riders line cuz on this ride, I'm single.
Looks like there is no line for the lonely. Good enough, I walk through right into the preshow room. Out the back door, and am being assigned my seat in the car that just pulled up within 5 min. and 34 seconds.
No, not exagerrating, my watch has a stopwatch function.

My car pulls up.
And sits. And sits and sits and sits and sits. The people in the car can't get out, belts won't release.

Eventually, they open, I get in.

Go for a minute, and stop.
Starts back up and immediately stops.
We sit.
Starts back up, and stops. Did I say this part? Yeah, it did it about 4 times before it finally got tired and let us finish the ride.
A half hour longer than it should've took, I emerged.
TA DA!

Found her, and we wandered over to Mission: Puke

As we stood there and looked at it, with hardly anybody going into it, we both said at the same time,
Naaa

Trust me, it has been done by us a few times, and we never feel quite right afterward.
Fine by me. It's back to the showcase for a "rita and get a spot for "Reflections of Earth".
This time I'm not playing the table games, we go right to the bridge that leads into Mexico and stay there.
It's perfect. A young couple comes up and joins us and we start talking. The girl is doing most of the talking and after awhile my lovely wife says:
"Have you lived in Boston all your life?"

huh? They never said a word about where they were from. What are you talkin,,,,,

"Oh yes, he's from Albany but I grew up in Boston."
Holy smokes! She knew. Just by the accent.
Boy, I must be really dense.

The funny thing is that the woman never said what I would have expected to be the proper response: "yes, I am, how did you know?"

Then, about 20 minutes to Illuminations, I hear the words that would strike terror in any grown man at this point.

"Honey? Would you mind terribly to get me a couple of tacos from that building there?"

I couldn't believe it.
NOW?
Are you nuts?
Right before it starts?

Luckily, these words didn't come from my wife, but our brand new friend.

And, he dutifully obeyed
Ah, young love.

As he is walking away, I hear him mumbling something that sounds like,,,,
"I fear no evil, for thou art with me, thy rod and thy staff comfort me"

I looked and the Cantina del san Angel is packed.
Yep, my heart is with him, tread softly young man.

And it starts.
The hairs on my arms are already standing up, I know what's coming and when cuz I have listened to the audio a million times in my car on the way to work, and back.
And that poor sap isn't back yet.
Right before the finale, he shows up , I hear,
HEAR, EAT!

Ah, young love. I smile. He's learning.

coming; the last Epcot day installlment, I promise. night, night :wave:
 
Hey guys, I'm sorry.
I know this is going to sound really stupid, but, hey, I'm good at being stupid.
I had this icky feeling all day at work, and couldn't exactly put my finger on why. And then I thought more about what I posted last night. So, I just got home and read it. Oh boy. I was brutal. Not to make excuses, but I had to start work yesterday at five a.m. At work I found out my boss had a heart attack the night before. He needs a SIX way bypass. I never heard of a sextuple bypass before.

And it just got worse when I insisted in my mind, to send in an installment no matter what. I got 3 quarters done and the power when out.

For about 3 seconds.
Just long enough to lose everything you have just typed. So the mood got worse. I did it again,,,,, and right before I was ready to send it, I hit the wrong key I guess looking for a pic.
Lost it all again.
At this point when she heard my yell, she said " Honey, give it up for the night, not meant to be."
Ah, but I persisted. Did it all again, only this time poorly. I was trying to get it back in as fast as I could. And it came out a piece of negative, jerky, crap.
I have yet to learn, I guess, that when the mind is overloaded with worries, leave the keyboard alone. Believe me, I think Disneyworld is the greatest place on earth, and if I have vacation time, that's where I want to spend it.

Great, now it sounds like I'm making excuses after all. I thought about deleting or trying to redo the whole thing last night but figured it's too late. Done is done, and you get to see the bad points of myself as well. Then there is the guilt trip I'm also taking thinking about my friend and will he be ok, when here I am, going to Disney.

Ok, I got the excuse thing going again, and if anyone is still reading, again, I'm sorry. When, ( and I'm not using the word "if") I get good news tomorrow, I hope to write one of the best chapters that have gotten you here this far.

"Goodnight mrs.Calabash, wherever you are." :badpc:
 
It's all good nebo. We all have those moments, even at Disney. You plan and plan and want it all to go perfect. It never does. But the good is always better than the bad.

By the way-Everyone knows better than to ask me to get them a taco right before Illuminations. It better have been a good taco cause I'd bring it up everyday.

Hope all goes well with your boss.

8 days left here......
 
Is it still friday?

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Ok, first things I guess. No, my boss buddy at work, I still have no word from. I'm going to go with the "no news is good news bit" right now.

And on with the pratter.

I know what you're thinking.
Hey, Illuminations is over, they gotta be going now, right? Yeah, it's going on ten at night, we've been here since opening, call it a day. Time for the Epcot Escape Run.

But, no. It's EMH tonight, got our wrist bands already. Now, this part felt really strange, not making the mad bus stop dash. So, since we were standing nearby, we went and rode "It's a small Mexican world after all."
Heck, the fake fireworks in here are still better than the real show at Carpentersville Days.

What's cool about this night is you never get a chance to see Epcot at night, at least the times of the year when we come. We are either staking out a spot in Showcase, or it's the mad bus stop dash afterward.

Stroll over to Maelstrom. This cracks me up. I have never seen a more inconsequential ride generate as much electricity as it does on these boards.
The views on the ride rank with the "Hatfields and Mccoys."
"This is the worst ride in all of Disney's parks, brutal, should be nuked."
"We love it, it's exciting, daring, and pushes the envelope of technology."

So, which group do I want to tick off?
I'm not tellin.

Ok, ok, to be honest, I can take or leave it, I think she feels the same way.
Fine, now I"ve probably ticked everybody off at me.

I will say though, I am always nervous riding it.
I'm scared the back theatre door will be locked and I can't make the "straight shot right through "getaway, and have to watch the movie.

Right now, I am just enjoying strolling and looking,,, sorry,,,, "checking things out."
At night.
It's just such an interesting place . Over by Test Track, the wait is 40 min. , standby. Wow! I thought it would be "walk on " at this time. My perception of EMH at night is being updated.
At Mission: Puke, it is walk on.
We walk on. And on.
One thing I mentioned to her is that I wanted to see what the Epcot Fountains looked like at night when it goes into it's "show" routine. There is a smoking section over in the corner so we settle in and wait.

And wait. And wait. After about 20 minutes, and after talking to another couple, no, not sure where they were from this time. By the way, what does it mean when they say as they're leaving, "Eh,,, hoser."
Sorry, Mel, couldn't resist.

Now, this might strike you as funny, but believe it or not, we are starting to get a bit tired by now. But I still have a must do before we leave.

Gotta see Spaceship Earth at night.
We walk right on and go back in time. Wow! What a difference for me. Remember how I was lost in the Canada restaurant? Well, the same thing applies to "dark" rides. For the first time in years, I could see Mikey painting the Sisteen Chapel.
Actually see the Guttenberg press.
Or maybe that was Steve Guttenberg.

However, I have a problem here.
And it has nothing to do with my eyes.
When I do this ride now, it always makes me a little sad.
You see, I don't always handle "change" well. Especially, outside change, change I have no control over.
Unnecessary change.
Especially unnecessary change.

Oh, I can change a tire.
I can change a light bulb.
I can change a diaper, make change for a twenty, and I can change my mind in a heartbeat.
I will even go through a change of life if I have to but I still don't handle "change" well.

And I don't like how they changed this ride.
The first half seems pretty much the same going up, although I do miss Walter Chronkite.
That was the first needless change.
But the part coming down is now as boring as a latin mass, sung by an insurance salesman.
I remember when it used to be kind of moving, and I always got a warm, fuzzy glow with the song " Tomorrow's Child."
Now, it's nothing but some fiber optics peeking through the walls and a much lamer theme song. If you remember Tomorrow's Child, I think you would agree with me.

Finally, we are ready to leave. I'm curious to know what the bus situation is at this time, never left Epcot during an EMH before.

At the Po bus stop, it's not bad, we're only about ten deep, but I can see a "horde" not far behind us.

I follow her on the bus and about halfway down, she slides into a seat, I follow.
I'm thinking "Whoa", this has never happened before. I mean it. Never.

I have never sat in a seat on the bus at park closing.
Even if I get a seat, I always give it up to a child or pregnant woman.
Or any woman for that matter.
I think if I was to ride sitting back to the resort, it would be a paradox and the universe would explode.
So, I"m sitting there, looking around and now I'm on the verge of panic.

I can't see a kid or a woman standing in the aisle.
It was as if they said at boarding,
"Women and children first."
"And Nebo."

What am I gonna do?
Right next to me, standing in the aisle hanging on to the overhead bar looks to be a 25 year old bodybuilder wearing a wife beater tank top.
I stand up, " Here, you look like your shot, have a seat."
He gives me that " what planet are you from look," then sighs, and swings down into my seat.
Now Diane is giving me that " what planet are you from look."
He looks up at me, whispers thank you, and I know everything is back in synch again.
Whew!
Saved the universe again.

Your welcome.

I'm going to try to slip a couple pics in here that we took that day of topiaries while they are still relevant.

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Mommy, mommy, who is that bad man. Please make him go away.


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Ah, this one's better
 








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