Saturday, 2/21/09
We woke up fairly early in our teeny, tiny room. The bed was so close to the wall that it gave me a nightmare. I dreamt that the wall opened up and Caitlin got stuck underneath it and sucked in. I woke up kneeling on the floor, trying to get my hand under the wall.

That's why the rooms are so inexpensive--they eat people.
I was surprised that the room bothered me as much as it didI guess weve become spoiled since we stayed at AsMo in 2000 when Caitlin was about 9 years old. I thought it was fine then. Now I'm all hotel snobby. I think we could make it work if it were just Alex and I. But there was no way I could stand it with Caitlin and Jen and all their junk.
Heres what I didnt like:
--I hated the window that opened on to the corridor. We were on the backside of the building but even so I felt weird opening the window and having people walk by and see us sitting on the beds. So we sat in the dark with the lights on until we were getting ready to leave.
--I didnt like the bathroom. It was so small that I just about killed myself in the night when I tried to close the door before standing on the other side of the toilet.
--Theres no closet.

I've gotten weird about not leaving my clothes in the suitcase on vacation.
--Alex and I had to take turns getting dressed because our suitcases were in the corner and only one person could fit over there at a time. And I certainly couldnt get dressed in the bathroom!
--The food court. More on that later.
Heres what I did like:
--The outside theming. Even though were not sporty folk, we did enjoy walking around and looking at everything.

It was cute and upbeat and just fun.
Soafter the wall eating Caitlin and the bathroom door biting my leg, it was way too exciting of a night for me. Caitlin called around 7:30 and said they were on their plane and ready to take off. She was sounding a bit grown up and annoyed with having to check in so I told her just to call from Atlanta if she had an issue. Otherwise, Id assume everything was ok. I was warned not to go to any park without her.
Our view wasn't bad--I actually kind of enjoyed not having to look at the football field.
We got up and showered and then decided to head to the food court. It was a busy madhouse there. Little kids running around, zillions of people everywhere. We each got a really awful rubbery Western omelet. I only ate about a quarter of it but Alex ate the whole thing. He told me it was fuel. We ended up buying refillable mugs because we didnt see a way to get just a regular cup. I like the mugs, anyway, but it wasnt very convenient to use them at the Boardwalk. But I enjoy using them at home to remind me of WDW.
We headed back to the room for a little rest and then went for a walk around the resort. It was a beautiful dayfairly cold (in the 40s) but it was SO nice to see the sun after a dismal Michigan winter.
Here's our room--the football helmet on the left.
Random pictures around the resort:
For some reason, Alex was fascinated with the bleachers and made me take a picture.
Huey, Dewey, and Louie were apparently in time out. (They'd actually just been painted.)
My buddy, Donald:
Oops--too many pictures!