The day started on a bonus for BiGGy. The wife had a bit of a cold and had lost her voice.
With Mrs BiGGy not feeling very well, mom decided to train her young granddaughter in the art of freebie grabbing. Off they trundled, with the ice bucket and little tupperware box, to collect the goodies. At this piont in the holiday, reception must have thought about having the water mains plumbed into the drinks machine. Mom had decided to upgrade from cups......to bottles. Could this be the new addition to the backpack we all wondered.
Our breakfast at sizzlers set us up for the day. BiGGy sat in the car, asking his other woman niceley to take him to Animal Kingdom.
Junior, at this piont, kindly informed us that he didn't feel too well.
"I'll be fine in a bit." he said.
Well, nanny's little soldier was not going to suffer. So the legendary backpack was opened to see what she could find. And we hadn't even left sizzlers car park.Would the backpack last all day, we wondered. A painkiller and a bottle of villager premier orange juice later, we headed off to Animal Kingdom.
Mrs BiGGy, being the control freak that she is, not only had all of BiGGy's money, but had everyones park hoppers too. She knew that the girlies would be ok and wouldn't lose theirs. The boys were a different story. BiGGy was given his ticket and junior was given his with the instuction "DO NOT DROP IT"
Mrs BiGGy went through the turnstiles first so that she could make her collection as everyone came through. Mom got through. DD got through. As per usual, the men were still on the other side, shuffling about looking on the floor. Junior had obviously had a case of 'teenage dropitis' and was looking for his ticket on the floor.
Mom, Mrs BiGGy and kids went to see The Festival of the Lion King. Just as good as ever.
BiGGy meanwhile, went to fill up his memory card as fast as possible.
Junior still wasn't feeling too well so we decided to go back to the hotel.
Mrs BiGGy went to guest relations and had the christmas party tickets changed to a later date, only to find that the candlelight processional was booked for that night.
"Should have asked my other woman" said BiGGy. "She knows where we're going each day."
Mom and the kids were dropped off at the hotel whilst Mr and Mrs BiGGy went to Downtown Disney guest relations to change the christmas party tickets again. If she stumps up any money for me, thought BiGGy, i might help her out.
Tickets changed, Mr and Mrs BiGGy headed back to the hotel and a Subway sandwich.
This is an ongoing goal for Mrs BiGGy. Apart from trying to go to every Subway in Britain, she started to collect the stamps from abroad too.
Junior seemed to have made a good recovery and was swimming in the pool. It was a good lazy afternoon and was a nice break from the parks.
It was sizzlers on the evening and then to bed. BiGGy and junior were looking forward to body boarding at Daytona beach.
With Mrs BiGGy not feeling very well, mom decided to train her young granddaughter in the art of freebie grabbing. Off they trundled, with the ice bucket and little tupperware box, to collect the goodies. At this piont in the holiday, reception must have thought about having the water mains plumbed into the drinks machine. Mom had decided to upgrade from cups......to bottles. Could this be the new addition to the backpack we all wondered.
Our breakfast at sizzlers set us up for the day. BiGGy sat in the car, asking his other woman niceley to take him to Animal Kingdom.
Junior, at this piont, kindly informed us that he didn't feel too well.
"I'll be fine in a bit." he said.
Well, nanny's little soldier was not going to suffer. So the legendary backpack was opened to see what she could find. And we hadn't even left sizzlers car park.Would the backpack last all day, we wondered. A painkiller and a bottle of villager premier orange juice later, we headed off to Animal Kingdom.
Mrs BiGGy, being the control freak that she is, not only had all of BiGGy's money, but had everyones park hoppers too. She knew that the girlies would be ok and wouldn't lose theirs. The boys were a different story. BiGGy was given his ticket and junior was given his with the instuction "DO NOT DROP IT"
Mrs BiGGy went through the turnstiles first so that she could make her collection as everyone came through. Mom got through. DD got through. As per usual, the men were still on the other side, shuffling about looking on the floor. Junior had obviously had a case of 'teenage dropitis' and was looking for his ticket on the floor.
Mom, Mrs BiGGy and kids went to see The Festival of the Lion King. Just as good as ever.
BiGGy meanwhile, went to fill up his memory card as fast as possible.
Junior still wasn't feeling too well so we decided to go back to the hotel.
Mrs BiGGy went to guest relations and had the christmas party tickets changed to a later date, only to find that the candlelight processional was booked for that night.
"Should have asked my other woman" said BiGGy. "She knows where we're going each day."
Mom and the kids were dropped off at the hotel whilst Mr and Mrs BiGGy went to Downtown Disney guest relations to change the christmas party tickets again. If she stumps up any money for me, thought BiGGy, i might help her out.
Tickets changed, Mr and Mrs BiGGy headed back to the hotel and a Subway sandwich.
This is an ongoing goal for Mrs BiGGy. Apart from trying to go to every Subway in Britain, she started to collect the stamps from abroad too.
Junior seemed to have made a good recovery and was swimming in the pool. It was a good lazy afternoon and was a nice break from the parks.
It was sizzlers on the evening and then to bed. BiGGy and junior were looking forward to body boarding at Daytona beach.
