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A pre-trip for upcoming August 4-15th Trip
Me Single mom of 2 great girls, lover of the mouse, dole whips, and roller coasters
Miss Mel 12y/o (will hit 13 right after this trip) bossy britches its her way or the highway shall we say we hit the interstate a lot leaving her on the access road
Miss Shel 11y/o just wants love and attention and a trip to Florida
It started innocently enough. I got my girls hooked on going to WDW back in 2004, they were just 6 and 8yrs. We were happy Disers not a care in the world. We made one trip each year sometimes two when I could manage the money.
Then it happened, my little girls started growing up and they had inherited the awful coaster gene from me. At first it was ok, Space Mountain and Big Thunder mountain could satisfy their want of coasters, then Expedition Everest did it for them, but after becoming tall enough to ride the big coasters at our local Six Flags the little WDW coasters just wouldnt satisfy them. Then it happened (dun dun dun) that fateful day we strayed from Disney property over to
THE DARKSIDE of Orlando. I took them to IOA/US. Was I a bad mom, would I lose custody of the kids over this. I was ashamed, I didnt tell my friends or family were would be visiting this place. And I never posted about it on the DIS for fear of Disboard backlash.
Our first trip to the darkside started off badly. Miss Mel wasnt quite tall enough to ride Hulk (mere millimeters below the requirement) and she was not happy about that (there was lots of pouting, stomping feet, and even tears she can turn em on and off like a Delta faucet). Unbeknownst to me some teenage girls waiting for friends to get off the ride told her how to circumvent the system, I didnt know this until after we got off Hulk. As we grabbed her from the kiddie swap/chicken waiting area she was suddenly all smiles and asked to go to the restroom, I could tell some plot was hatching inside that head of hers. When he exited from the restroom she wanted us to get back in line and try to ride Hulk again. Sure enough she was tall enough. As we left the ride she started laughing maniacally
and I asked her why. She sat on a bench and pulled her shoes off and told me what the teens had told her to do. Go to the restroom and put toilet paper in the heel of her shoes to make her taller.
It was starting already, the darkside was turning my children into sneaks and cheaters and fibbers oh my. The shame of it.
We only went for 1 day that trip in 2006, but it changed us all .forever.
2007 comes around and I have a one day meeting at the Hard Rock Hotel in Orlando, with a great rate that I could book for up to 3 before/days after the meeting so I added some days and I decided wed add a week at WDW after the week at the HRH. What would it hurt to give IOA/US another shot. HRH would change our lives in unimaginable ways. We are merely weak humans with little self control. The lure of dive in movies, pool parties featuring the Fast Food Song ,and the clincher Front of the Line Access!!
Oh yes, we spent a decadent week at HRH walking to the parks, sticking our tongues out at the fools waiting forever in line without front of the line access, and singing Kentucky Fried Chicken in a pizza hut (see again Fast Food Song). My children and I had fallen in with a really bad crowd. We were turning into IOA/US fanatics and I was unable to stop it and was even enabling it. It had sucked me in also but for other reasons. The cute valet who knew my name whenever he saw me (Im divorced not dead), treats delivered to our room (I had signed up for Loews club knowing I would be staying their), Flat screen TVs in the rooms, big comfy sink into it mattress toppers, and of course fast looping roller coasters, my personal weakness.
After that week at HRH we moved over the Coronado Springs for a week, but the magic just wasnt the same. Our evil deeds at the darkside had stolen the Disney magic from us. Oh, we still had fun, but the girls constantly asked if we could go back to Universal and they started comparing the parks. I really tried to stop it, but it was out of my control. We finished up our week at WDW, still having fun, but it just wasnt the same as before.
So back in February when I went to book our August 2008 trip (yes, Im an obsessive planner and I booked our air/hotel in February and darn glad I did now), I asked the girls what hotel we should pick this year. We have tried to stay at different resorts each year at Disney. I had suggested POFQ or Caribbean Beach. What they responded with floored me. Do we have to stay at a WDW hotel this year, cant we go back to HRH. My jaw hit the floor, several teeth came flying out, luckily no one lost an eye from those flying bicuspids. What had I done to my little children? I had to dash to the fridge and chug a cold one (Dr. Pepper that is) to wash away the ugly reality that my little girls had changed into Mickey bashing, roller coaster riding, Jonas brother groupie tweens.
Tune in for our next exciting chapter and maybe youll get the answer to these heart stopping questions:
Will we still be happy after an exclusive stay at HRH?
Will the darkside cause more bad habits?
How many licks does it take to get to the center of a tootsie pop?
Is Butter grilled cake so good itll make you wanna slap your mama?
Will anyone read my trip report?
Will I become just another Diser that never finishes a trip report?
See ya on the darkside.
Me Single mom of 2 great girls, lover of the mouse, dole whips, and roller coasters
Miss Mel 12y/o (will hit 13 right after this trip) bossy britches its her way or the highway shall we say we hit the interstate a lot leaving her on the access road
Miss Shel 11y/o just wants love and attention and a trip to Florida
It started innocently enough. I got my girls hooked on going to WDW back in 2004, they were just 6 and 8yrs. We were happy Disers not a care in the world. We made one trip each year sometimes two when I could manage the money.
Then it happened, my little girls started growing up and they had inherited the awful coaster gene from me. At first it was ok, Space Mountain and Big Thunder mountain could satisfy their want of coasters, then Expedition Everest did it for them, but after becoming tall enough to ride the big coasters at our local Six Flags the little WDW coasters just wouldnt satisfy them. Then it happened (dun dun dun) that fateful day we strayed from Disney property over to
THE DARKSIDE of Orlando. I took them to IOA/US. Was I a bad mom, would I lose custody of the kids over this. I was ashamed, I didnt tell my friends or family were would be visiting this place. And I never posted about it on the DIS for fear of Disboard backlash.Our first trip to the darkside started off badly. Miss Mel wasnt quite tall enough to ride Hulk (mere millimeters below the requirement) and she was not happy about that (there was lots of pouting, stomping feet, and even tears she can turn em on and off like a Delta faucet). Unbeknownst to me some teenage girls waiting for friends to get off the ride told her how to circumvent the system, I didnt know this until after we got off Hulk. As we grabbed her from the kiddie swap/chicken waiting area she was suddenly all smiles and asked to go to the restroom, I could tell some plot was hatching inside that head of hers. When he exited from the restroom she wanted us to get back in line and try to ride Hulk again. Sure enough she was tall enough. As we left the ride she started laughing maniacally
and I asked her why. She sat on a bench and pulled her shoes off and told me what the teens had told her to do. Go to the restroom and put toilet paper in the heel of her shoes to make her taller.It was starting already, the darkside was turning my children into sneaks and cheaters and fibbers oh my. The shame of it.
We only went for 1 day that trip in 2006, but it changed us all .forever.
2007 comes around and I have a one day meeting at the Hard Rock Hotel in Orlando, with a great rate that I could book for up to 3 before/days after the meeting so I added some days and I decided wed add a week at WDW after the week at the HRH. What would it hurt to give IOA/US another shot. HRH would change our lives in unimaginable ways. We are merely weak humans with little self control. The lure of dive in movies, pool parties featuring the Fast Food Song ,and the clincher Front of the Line Access!!
Oh yes, we spent a decadent week at HRH walking to the parks, sticking our tongues out at the fools waiting forever in line without front of the line access, and singing Kentucky Fried Chicken in a pizza hut (see again Fast Food Song). My children and I had fallen in with a really bad crowd. We were turning into IOA/US fanatics and I was unable to stop it and was even enabling it. It had sucked me in also but for other reasons. The cute valet who knew my name whenever he saw me (Im divorced not dead), treats delivered to our room (I had signed up for Loews club knowing I would be staying their), Flat screen TVs in the rooms, big comfy sink into it mattress toppers, and of course fast looping roller coasters, my personal weakness.
After that week at HRH we moved over the Coronado Springs for a week, but the magic just wasnt the same. Our evil deeds at the darkside had stolen the Disney magic from us. Oh, we still had fun, but the girls constantly asked if we could go back to Universal and they started comparing the parks. I really tried to stop it, but it was out of my control. We finished up our week at WDW, still having fun, but it just wasnt the same as before.
So back in February when I went to book our August 2008 trip (yes, Im an obsessive planner and I booked our air/hotel in February and darn glad I did now), I asked the girls what hotel we should pick this year. We have tried to stay at different resorts each year at Disney. I had suggested POFQ or Caribbean Beach. What they responded with floored me. Do we have to stay at a WDW hotel this year, cant we go back to HRH. My jaw hit the floor, several teeth came flying out, luckily no one lost an eye from those flying bicuspids. What had I done to my little children? I had to dash to the fridge and chug a cold one (Dr. Pepper that is) to wash away the ugly reality that my little girls had changed into Mickey bashing, roller coaster riding, Jonas brother groupie tweens.
Tune in for our next exciting chapter and maybe youll get the answer to these heart stopping questions:
Will we still be happy after an exclusive stay at HRH?
Will the darkside cause more bad habits?
How many licks does it take to get to the center of a tootsie pop?
Is Butter grilled cake so good itll make you wanna slap your mama?
Will anyone read my trip report?
Will I become just another Diser that never finishes a trip report?
See ya on the darkside.
I never realized what I was doing at the time.
and the suitcases are out. We're headed to Six Flags tonight to get in some roller coaster rides.
