We woke up in plenty of time to report for our 8:10 AM WCC breakfast with the whole gang. As we were waiting to be called to our table, we failed to notice that Boo had wondered a few steps away to the pressed penny machines. We got the call, walked into the restaurant, and were getting our seating arrangements worked out when my heart stopped and I asked, "Where's Boo?!" Because I am now trapped in the long bench side of the table, Eeyore started off to go find her...our waiter had found her, however, walking into the WCC, crying. He made Boo stand up as he yelled to the whole restaurant that we are terrible parents. He made us raise our two right fingers and promise to buy her a present. That made Boo laugh and she sat down embarrassed, but glad that we got even more embarrassed. Our waiter introduced himself as Nickelback and proceeded to give us all a true WCC hard time. Chief ordered soooo much food (two eggs, bacon, potatoes, pancakes, oatmeal, toast) that Nickelback decided to give him a crazy WCC hard time. The girls tried to take Princess on the Pony Race, but she lost it in typical 2-year-old fashion and ended up kicking and screaming on the floor. Eeyore was still not smiling much...it was a downer.
Breakfast finished, we parted ways. We had a date with some bass in the lake and they had decided to try their luck at AK.
We walked down to the marina and met up with Dave, our Bass Master fishing guide, and we liked him immediately. He was about our age and was just ever-so-friendly. He told Chief that since he's got his wife and two DDs with him, he was guaranteed to not catch any fish...he said that the girls, however, would catch them left and right. The girls got their life jackets on and off we headed to Dave's dropoff spot. Now, I have to say that if this is how fishing would be in the "real" world, I would go all the time without even a whimper or complaint. Dave baited our hooks and cast our lines (Chief cast his own, of course). All we had to do was sit back and wait for the tug then reel in the fish. Lou caught the first one before I even had my line cast.
Lou with her first fish...
Chief did catch one right after that
and about five minutes later, Boo
and I
had our firsts. Lou proceeded to catch 7 more (including one that was about 4 and a half to 5 pounds that gave her quite a fight...it broke the line just as she and Dave were pulling it into the boat...he said it counted as a catch because it touched the boat...hee hee) Boo 6 more, and I managed to get 3 more (those of you keeping track will realize that that's 8 for Lou, 7 for Boo, and 4 for me...but that 1 lonely bass for Chief!) Chief kept waiting and waiting as we were reeling them in left and right just as Dave had predicted. We moved over in front of the MK at one point and Chief and I stood with our mouths gaping for a moment at the sheer numbers of people heading into the park...it was about 11:20 at that time and I don't think I have
ever seen that many people in front of the MK!! We were sooooooo glad to be in our little pontoon boat enjoying the glorious morning and not fighting for our lives in that mayhem.
Dave extended our time for a bit to go over by the FW marina to let Chief try his hand at catching one from his "sure fire" spot...the one where they actually feed the fish every day. Chief caught one there almost immediately.
We paid up and then Dave stopped to get our picture in front of the WL
and then dropped us off with some goody bags. Dave, should you decide to fish, is the guy you should request and I will be happy to help you get in touch with him should you need to. He has been doing his job for the past 12 years and I would say that he not only knows his stuff....he's a lot of fun! We felt like he was an old friend by the end of our morning with him!
Here's a pic of his back and of Boo...I wish I had thought to get a picture with him and the girls...he made a friend especially in Lou!
After the fishing, we were ready for some pool time. Quick-thinking Chief suggested that we get some towels, put them on a couple of lounge chairs........................................................................................................................................................................................................
okay...I know what you are thinking...the same thing I do: it's not right to put down towels and just leave them unless you are actually using the pool at the time..................so, we decided to go up and change in shifts. Chief stayed with the chairs and the girls and I headed up to change into our suits. We grabbed some sodas and cookies for our return trip to the pool and Chief went up to get his suit on. I laid there soaking up the sunshine and relaxing with a sugar cookie in one hand and a Diet Coke in the other. Ah, bliss!! Tumor came over to join us and it wasn't long before we were sending Chief to Trout Pass to fetch us up some Pina Coladas. He waited in an extremely long line, bless his heart, and brought back a delightful frozen concoction. We discovered that were pockets of pure alcohol in the cups that sent us rattling, but mixing with the straw helped bring those strong surprises to an end. Prince and Yes, Officer joined us for a bit, too. We stayed down there enjoying the afternoon until it was time to go up and get changed and ready for our dinner at Cape May Cafe that night.
We met up with the whole crew at the MGM bus stop at 4:40. I got many, many questions about why, exactly, did we have to leave the resort at 4:40 if the dinner wasn't until 5:40. I explained as patiently as I could that we were going to take the bus to MGM and then get on a boat to the Yacht and Beach Club and that we needed to allot plenty of time. This meal was one that Chief really, really enjoyed last year and Yes, Officer was most looking forward to as of yet. The trip over was smooth and we ran into a lady on the boat who asked us if Eeyore, Tumor and I are sisters. Tumor asks her if she can figure out how the whole gang is related and she thought that the three of us were sisters, Prince belonged to Eeyore, and that Princess, Boo and Lou belonged to me (what can I say...I know I am a girly girl mom!). We explained that I'm a SIL, Chief is the brother and that Princess belongs to Eeyore. We learned that she was there with her son and DIL who both are teachers, too and we all lamented about how crowded the parks were. Tumor, Eeyore, and crew had gone to AK that day and returned shortly thereafter because it was too hot and too crowded...they said it was CRAZY!
As we walk into the BC, Chief asked if that hotel has a CL floor, too...I gladly told him that they do and I couldn't help but get my hope up a bit...wheels a turnin'...could he perhaps maybe someday consider a return to WDW and a stay at the BC again??? He mentioned that he missed SAB a bit this trip...I thought silently in my head about how that could be arranged, my dear...that could be arranged!!
We checked in, got our vibrator, sat down, and it vibrated almost immediately...YAHOO! We were off to enjoy the best meal of the trip. Yes, Officer and Chief were in heaven eating all that seafood. The steak was delicious, the salads wonderful, the kids' food right on, the desserts were fresh and yummy...all in all we left with our tummies full and smiles on our faces...except Eeyore, of course.
We had devised a plan during dinner that when we were done, we would go back to MGM and go directly to Fantasmic! We got in the gate and I told Yes, Officer to check at Oscar's to see about leaving their strollers there so we wouldn't have to fish them out of the sea of strollers in the dark when we left after the show. Eeyore makes a potty break and Chief paces, saying "We need to go NOW!" (does that sound Commando, to you, folks? It does to me! lol). Finally, we were off and when we walk into the stadium, we all gasp...the only seats left are WAAAAY over to the left end of the stadium in the Beast section. They were undoubtedly the worst seats we have ever had, but our crew absolutely LOVES Fantasmic! and the worst seats are better than no seats at all. Yes, Officer disappears and Chief took Boo and Lou to buy another completely useless but utterly thrilling epilepsy tester (that's what we call the flashing, spinning thingys they sell at night). Princess was very messy (still no bib, no change of clothes...YIKES!) and didn't want to sit still...but I held her on my lap and introduced her to the wonders of the Fantasmic pre-show wave! She loved it! Eeyore just sits with Prince on her lap looking completely miserable and Tumor just looks bored.
Everyone returned and now we had our epilepsy testers, drinks, and popcorn and the time passed rather quickly in my opinion. The show began and I got chills once again...did I tell you that I LOVE Fantasmic! (I cry each and every time I see it, ya know?) Princess and Prince were mesmorized and I just loved seeing their faces. Eeyore was still not smiling. Sitting on that side took away some of the magic as we could see some of the "behind the scenes" stuff, but I still cried when Mickey triumphed and that steamboat made it's way across the water! All is right with the world after Fantasmic! After the show, we had to make our way out in the sea of humanity.
We slowly made our way to Oscar's, picked up the strollers, and headed to Bus Stop 13 to find it extremely crowded with a long, long line. I saw that the CR/Poly bus line is only about 6 people deep and I asked Chief if we should wait for that bus instead and then boat it to the WL. He said "NO!" in an extremely cranky and mean way and I got my feelings hurt. Adding insult to injury, Eeyore stated that she was sorry, but that she had to find a bathroom right "NOW!" (remember that family stomach ailment I told you about...yep...she has it, too!) and turned around with Yes, Officer taking off without any word other than "I'm going to go wait for her" and without his children. Now we had tired, messy, cranky Princess and Prince with us...Chief and I looked at each other in disbelief just as a bus came along. We managed to squeeze on it and a couple of very kind women gave up their seats to Tumor and I who were carrying Princess and Prince. When the bus's lights turn off, Princess began to cry "Mommy? Daddy?" and continued throughout the trip back to the resort. We helped Tumor get the babies and their strollers into their villa and we heard Princess screaming at the top of her lungs as we made our way back to the elevator. Still no sign of Yes, Officer or Eeyore.
We headed straight for bed, confused by Eeyore's behavior of late (this is not the Eeyore we have enjoyed WDW with before...), angry that Yes, Officer seems to just want to have someone, anyone to take care of his children but him, and stating that we would not go on anymore extended family vacations...I really didn't think it could get much worse...
We temper our disappointment about how it's going for the rest of the crew with the knowledge that tomorrow we will be getting up for EMH at the MK tomorrow and that we will swim with the fishies at EPCOT!