So, after one night of comforting sleep (no, really!) we were up and ready at 6 am on Wednesday. For what we saw the night before, the Resort had beautiful grounds, where we wanted to walk in the morning. We were assigned Ranchos 7A, ground level, where we could see the all the beautiful sights and flashy light of… the parking lot.
This, however, proved to be good, since most of the time in the room we spent in the room we did it with closed curtains, and it was conveniently located just across from bus stop 3, very close to a quiet pool and the laundry.
Anyway, going back on track, we wanted to live the wonderful sunrise, feel how the rising sun began to warm or face, as we walked across the premises on our way to get breakfast. So we grabbed our sweater, out jacket, and stepped out of our room, and enjoyed… the ice!

The grass and pathways surrounding the lake had ice, as had the wooden bridges. Actually, at first we didn’t notice it was ice, we just saw a funny color in the grass and cactus, until we slipped going across a small bridge. Then we realized the truth! Silly me, I always thought Florida was some kind of tropical paradise…
But going back on track (from which we slipped because of the ice) we ohhed and ahhed until we got the counter service where we had I don’t remember what for breakfast. It was some kind of breakfast sandwich with eggs, bacon and cheese. You couldn’t find one here in Mexico City, even if you wanted to. Where was the ‘whole enchilada’ that I have heard in the news? The chilaquiles with pollo?

. After all, we decided that the sandwiches were good, and the chocolate was hot

. So we walked back to our room, getting all kind of strange looks of all the ‘suites’ which apparently didn’t feel the same cold that we felt.
After having a bath and dress for the occasion, it was time to go get the marriage license. We grabbed a cab outside the hotel lobby, and asked the driver to take us to the Osceola courthouse. Where? Osceola courthouse. Where is that? We don’t know, you don’t know? Why should I know courthouse? Ok, let’s ask one of the CM. Please, directions to Osceola courthouse. (blank stare) To get the marriage license (blank stare) Another CM ‘Oh, you want to get married’ Me: I just want the license’ ‘Oh, you want to get the marriage license at Osceola Courthouse’. Happy faces from all the passengers in the cab (Juana and I)
Finally we got there, and asked for directions at the building entrance, to the security guards. The first officer ‘You want to get married? Why???... Look guys, he wants to get married’ Another guard: ‘Is he proposing to you?’

I guess you had to be there, but this was hilarious, and really made our day.
We finally got the the Marriage License in about 10 minutes, without a hassle, and back to what was beginning to look like a Magic Kingdom.
We spent the evening there, with my mother and a guest, since this was the only night with Wishes until Saturday, but we had other plans for that day. Turns out Wishes, was all that we could wish for. It really was a magnificent preamble for what was going to happen the next day. Oh, and for the wedding too.
So after that very good evening, we were ready for the 8 am appointment next day for the dress steaming. Or so we thought…
Now on for some pics... Since the last night was already late, we took pictures of this...
WDW Entrance!
And the resort entrance...
Some duckies..
Remeber, Tender Inside!
Do you think she is happy?
In this store, she was hinting for us to buy the bridal ears, but I already had other plans...
All ready for the great day!