Day 4, Part 2
After we finished up with our photoshoot we headed back to the room and got changed. It was about 10:00 by this point, and we decided to see if there was anything left in the CL for breakfast. Lucky for us, they seemed to be replenishing the food and there were plenty of pastries and fruit left.
We finished up with breakfast and walked over to the IG at EPCOT. We had about an hour or so until our lunch at Biregarten at this point and decided maybe we would ride Test Track. We got over to the pavilion and found out that Test Track was broken so we picked up some FPs for later.
Nothing else looked overly appealing to us right then, so we wandered over to the Land pavilion and got in a mega line for LWTL. The line here was crazy, backed up past the escalators, which was causing problems as people started jumping in line and causing mass chaos. EPCOT was supercrowded that morning, for the end of January. I suppose the EMH that evening might have had something to do with it, as the Brazilian Tour Groups were everywhere we looked.
Inside the Land Pavilion:
We finally got to the front of the line and slid across our row. DH and I really like this ride. I know a lot of people think it is really boring, but I find some of the hydroponics and such fascinating. I am such a nerd, I know!
LWTL:
Once we got off the ride we battled our way through the massive, angry mob inside the land (there was a huge line for the escalators even) and outside into the park. We headed across the bridge between FW and WS and turned left, walking quickly past all of the countries on our way to Germany. DH likes to walk with purpose and I am a wanderer so I was struggling to keep up with him most of the time.
Germany, take while hurrying after my DH:
When we got to Germany no one else had arrived yet. We started making phone calls since they wouldn’t seat us without the rest of our group. Finally we got everyone together and they took us to a table for 10. I had been worried about this, as the last time DH and I ate here I didn’t remember anything but 8 top tables. Needless to say, I was relieved when I saw that we would all be able to eat together.
We had a really nice lunch that everyone seemed to enjoy, especially the desserts. After we finished, we made plans to meet up with my parents that evening so they could pick up some of our wedding things and take them home with them on Sunday, as we would be going on the cruise and then returning to WDW so we didn’t want to be carrying jewelry and other valuables around with us. We said goodbye to the rest of our guests and thanked them for coming, gave away our FPs as we couldn’t stand to be in EPCOT anymore because of the crowds, then headed back to our hotel room for a much needed nap.
Pictures from lunch:
We took a nap and then proceeded to pack up some of our thing as we would be moving to the WL the next day. We got all of our wedding stuff we wouldn’t be needing anymore put safely in a bag, including my bouquet holder. It was so hard to get the flowers out of there, and for some reason it was emotionally really hard for me too. I guess we had just been planning this for so long and it was well and truly over when I took the flowers out. The end result was better than the planning, of course, but the planning had consumed my life for such a long time it seemed that I thought it might be a little disconcerting not to worry about the wedding anymore.
Flowers, just before the destruction:
After a couple of hours, we decided to try DHS again, figuring the crowds must have all migrated to EPCOT for the day. We got a snack from the lounge than wandered out to the dock and took the Friendship boat over. Usually, I like to walk to DHS from the boardwalk area at least once since it is such a nice stroll, but I was just too exhausted at this point, even after our nap.
When we got into DHS we were alarmed at first because it still looked really crowded, but then we heard the music for the parade and decided that must have been responsible for most of the congestion. While we were deciding which direction to head, a woman came up to us and handed up five FPs for Rockin Roller Coaster, DH’s favorite. Since we had those, we decided to head over to TSM, which we had heard rave reviews about.
The line was almost an hour, but all of the FPs were gone for the day so we decided to brave it. It turned out to be only about 40 minutes, and the queue was fun so it wasn’t too bad. We loved this ride! It was so awesome! DH was a beaver and I was a squirrel at the end, though my accuracy rating was higher than his, if that means anything!
TSM Queue:
After TSM, we headed to RNRC and got right on. I usually love this ride as well, but this time I felt like my head was being thrown around. I attributed this to the fact that I hadn’t taken my hair down from our BP session and the pins were digging my head when I leaned back. I felt a little sick but I made the (bad) decision to go ahead and ride again using our second set of FPs. By the time that ride was over, I felt so bad I could barely walk.
We sat on the bench right outside the ride for a while as I tried to collect myself. I encouraged DH to use the remaining FP for himself, but he said he had had enough as well. We headed out of the park, and I think we stopped at half the benches along the way I was feeling so bad. My head was starting to throb from a migraine which was making me super sick to my stomach as well. I think it was brought on by purse exhaustion at that point.
We finally made it over near the boat dock where we sat on the bench until the boat pulled up since the line wasn’t long enough to worry about. I thought I was going to be sick all the way back but we managed to make it without incident. Once we got back to the room, I took some aspirin and went to bed.
I remember waking up at about 6 thinking how I had made ressies for Kona, one of our favorites, and had planned to watch Wishes before hand. I knew right then that this would be a bad idea, and encouraged DH to go get some dinner, as I wouldn’t be up to eating anything. I think he got something from the lounge and brought back some crackers for me.
After a while, my family came by and took our wedding things. We said goodbye to them and thanked them for coming as well. After they left, I was feeling a little better so I decided to try some cake. We still hadn’t touched the top layer of our wedding cake, and we needed to eat it if we were going to have any, as we had no way of getting it to the WL and couldn’t take it on the cruise with us.
Cake, before the destruction:
We looked around for some utensils and plates, but couldn’t find anything. We decided that, since it was just us, we would go ahead and eat it with our hands. At first I was a little disgusted by this but then I decided to just have fun and eat it. It didn’t really matter, and it was the only way I was going to get to try it. It may sound odd, but that is actually one of my favorite memories from our trip: sitting on the couch watching TV and eating the cake like that. I guess it’s one of those things you can only do with someone you really love and care about, and it made it sort of sweet in an odd way.
Slightly less barbaric method of eating cake:
Once we had had our fill and decimated the cake (though, in reality we didn’t make much of a dent in it!), we headed off to bed for the last time in our beautiful room, as we would be moving to the WL the next day, thankful we could actually sleep in the next morning.