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Day 7 - Part 6
First, I promised to give you the Epcot pay phone numbers I jotted down. They are:
As we walked to Morocco, I explained to Marlene that I needed her to take a picture of me in front of a particular fountain, and kind of left it at that. We found the Fez house without too much difficulty, but there were already a couple of people in there looking at the tiled walls, so we kind of milled around too.
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They started to take a picture of one another in front of the fountain and I offered to take one of the two of them, partly to be nice, but partly to get them moving along. After the picture was taken, the guy asked, Do you want me to take one of you two? I said sure, but that wasnt exactly the pose I had in mind.
Oh my gosh, I cant believe how hot and sweaty I look in that picture. I look like Im about to collapse. Did I tell you that it was realllly hot and humid on this trip?
Okay, with the nice and innocent picture out of the way, and our company in the Fez House gone, it was time! I handed my camera off to Marlene and turned to the fountain. She looked through the viewfinder and exclaimed, DAD!
After her initial shock, she dutifully but reluctantly played along.
If I havent already destroyed your opinion of me with that picture, go back and read my title for this chapter about five times fast, and that oughtta do it.
With the relief that comes from a mission accomplished <ahem>, we could now look around Morocco a little bit. I confess, I had no idea there was so much to see back in there. We had always just kind of zipped past Morocco and never explored beyond what touched the main road around the lake.
We walked toward the back of the alley, toward Restaurant Marrakesh, and saw another pay phone so I entered the number into my phones contact list. Then we walked beyond the restaurant and saw another neat mosaic tile design with a photopass photographer standing beside it with nothing to do. She offered to take our picture and we gladly accepted.
Again, we tried to get someone to pick up the phone, but the only taker I got was Marlene doing her THIS IS SO COOL! bit.
We looked around the bazaar. So much to see!
Then I looked at the Epcot entertainment times listing I had (remember from my pre-trip report that I shrank these down to nearly microfiche-size and carried them in my wallet) and noticed that we could catch Voices of Liberty at 1:15 if we hurried. So, we booked it over to the American Pavilion and grabbed some floor.
Wow! They were fantastic! While we listened, all I could think was how Judy would love to hear them, so they rocketed to the top of the must do list for if/when the rest of the family made it to the World Showcase.
The last song they sang was Youll Never Walk Alone and they featured one of the male singers. Part-way through I thought, Oooo, Marlenes camera can take video. I should record some of this. I got her camera and started shooting. It filmed for about a minute, while the song was building up. Then, just before the guy went into an amazing finale that I didnt think he had in him, the camera gave me an error message that the memory card was full.
Remember that memory card of Marlenes that I found a while ago, with some Disney pictures on it, but a lot of pictures of her doing fashion shows in her room and her doorknob and other exciting things. Yeah, it was that memory card.
When we came out of Voices of Liberty, the clouds looked really threatening and we were a long way from the bus stop so we decided to skip a few countries.
Our next stop was China, another country that I hadnt explored much before this trip. We walked into the Temple of Heaven replica and saw that Mulan was out, greeting park guests. I asked Marlene if she wanted to meet Mulan, but she didnt. I guess shes gotten too old for that kind of thing. <sniff>
Of course I took the requisite picture of the ceiling.
Then we walked back to see the terra cotta soldiers.
We especially liked this smiling guy. He must have been the joker of his platoon, singing Do Wah Diddy on forced marches and what-not.
There she was just a-walkin down the street, singin
(Good luck getting that out of your head now!)
Marlene liked this guy in a display on the wall and struck his pose.
I said that she needed to look meaner, and it looked like I needed to use the flash, so we tried again. Heres her mean face.
We couldnt leave without taking one more picture of the terra cotta soldiers, theyre so cool.
We stepped out of the temple and I took a picture of the scenery.
Uh oh, I see at least one poncho. Wed better get moving to the bus stop or its going to be a wet walk.
I really enjoyed spending some time with just Marlene on this particular afternoon, even though the circumstances (Lauren feeling sick) were not what I would have wished for. Although unplanned, I was able to spend some one-on-one time with each child at some point during the trip: James at DHS getting Star Wars autographs, Lauren at DHS and our coconut run to the Polynesian, and now with Marlene in the World Showcase. Im beginning to realize how quickly the time goes as I watch my children grow, and I hope that when theyre older theyll look fondly back at moments like these.
....I know I will.
Up next: On safari from our balcony and air conditioned locations
Link to next chapter
First, I promised to give you the Epcot pay phone numbers I jotted down. They are:
- UK 407-827-9861 (the booth closest to the road)
- Morocco 407-827-9747 (back by Restaurant Marrakesh)
- Germany 407-827-9662 (at the restrooms near the model railroad)
As we walked to Morocco, I explained to Marlene that I needed her to take a picture of me in front of a particular fountain, and kind of left it at that. We found the Fez house without too much difficulty, but there were already a couple of people in there looking at the tiled walls, so we kind of milled around too.
:They started to take a picture of one another in front of the fountain and I offered to take one of the two of them, partly to be nice, but partly to get them moving along. After the picture was taken, the guy asked, Do you want me to take one of you two? I said sure, but that wasnt exactly the pose I had in mind.
Oh my gosh, I cant believe how hot and sweaty I look in that picture. I look like Im about to collapse. Did I tell you that it was realllly hot and humid on this trip?
Okay, with the nice and innocent picture out of the way, and our company in the Fez House gone, it was time! I handed my camera off to Marlene and turned to the fountain. She looked through the viewfinder and exclaimed, DAD!
After her initial shock, she dutifully but reluctantly played along.
If I havent already destroyed your opinion of me with that picture, go back and read my title for this chapter about five times fast, and that oughtta do it.
With the relief that comes from a mission accomplished <ahem>, we could now look around Morocco a little bit. I confess, I had no idea there was so much to see back in there. We had always just kind of zipped past Morocco and never explored beyond what touched the main road around the lake.
We walked toward the back of the alley, toward Restaurant Marrakesh, and saw another pay phone so I entered the number into my phones contact list. Then we walked beyond the restaurant and saw another neat mosaic tile design with a photopass photographer standing beside it with nothing to do. She offered to take our picture and we gladly accepted.
Again, we tried to get someone to pick up the phone, but the only taker I got was Marlene doing her THIS IS SO COOL! bit.
We looked around the bazaar. So much to see!
Then I looked at the Epcot entertainment times listing I had (remember from my pre-trip report that I shrank these down to nearly microfiche-size and carried them in my wallet) and noticed that we could catch Voices of Liberty at 1:15 if we hurried. So, we booked it over to the American Pavilion and grabbed some floor.
Wow! They were fantastic! While we listened, all I could think was how Judy would love to hear them, so they rocketed to the top of the must do list for if/when the rest of the family made it to the World Showcase.
The last song they sang was Youll Never Walk Alone and they featured one of the male singers. Part-way through I thought, Oooo, Marlenes camera can take video. I should record some of this. I got her camera and started shooting. It filmed for about a minute, while the song was building up. Then, just before the guy went into an amazing finale that I didnt think he had in him, the camera gave me an error message that the memory card was full.
Remember that memory card of Marlenes that I found a while ago, with some Disney pictures on it, but a lot of pictures of her doing fashion shows in her room and her doorknob and other exciting things. Yeah, it was that memory card.
When we came out of Voices of Liberty, the clouds looked really threatening and we were a long way from the bus stop so we decided to skip a few countries.
Our next stop was China, another country that I hadnt explored much before this trip. We walked into the Temple of Heaven replica and saw that Mulan was out, greeting park guests. I asked Marlene if she wanted to meet Mulan, but she didnt. I guess shes gotten too old for that kind of thing. <sniff>
Of course I took the requisite picture of the ceiling.
Then we walked back to see the terra cotta soldiers.
We especially liked this smiling guy. He must have been the joker of his platoon, singing Do Wah Diddy on forced marches and what-not.
There she was just a-walkin down the street, singin
(Good luck getting that out of your head now!)
Marlene liked this guy in a display on the wall and struck his pose.
I said that she needed to look meaner, and it looked like I needed to use the flash, so we tried again. Heres her mean face.
We couldnt leave without taking one more picture of the terra cotta soldiers, theyre so cool.
We stepped out of the temple and I took a picture of the scenery.
Uh oh, I see at least one poncho. Wed better get moving to the bus stop or its going to be a wet walk.
I really enjoyed spending some time with just Marlene on this particular afternoon, even though the circumstances (Lauren feeling sick) were not what I would have wished for. Although unplanned, I was able to spend some one-on-one time with each child at some point during the trip: James at DHS getting Star Wars autographs, Lauren at DHS and our coconut run to the Polynesian, and now with Marlene in the World Showcase. Im beginning to realize how quickly the time goes as I watch my children grow, and I hope that when theyre older theyll look fondly back at moments like these.
....I know I will.
Up next: On safari from our balcony and air conditioned locations
Link to next chapter
I cannot stop laughing!
It was actually in San Antonio oeoeoooo. 
Prayers have been coming your brothers and your way. 
