Sun, continued:
Cait called as we were leaving TSM. I got a fast pass for her and Jen but the fast pass time was already for between 2 and 3 pm. I thought for sure the rest of the park must be empty since it was so busy there but ToT had a 60 minute wait and RnR had a 40 minute wait. It was madness. The only reason I could think of was that there were two Fantasmic showings that night.

Maybe people without Park Hoppers were going to MGM and spending the whole day. According to the UG guide, it was only supposed to be a 5 that day. (Those are my notes from that day--it doesn't explain why MGM was a madhouse every single day we ventured over there. It was really weird.)
We decided to go to Muppetvision 3D. We were the first to arrive in the line but it was also the first time we had to sit through the whole preshow. It was kind of crazy how people were crowding the doors. Alex and I waited in the middle and so got a seat in the middle.
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the Muppets. We took a quick tour of the Muppets gift shop.
After that, we headed back to the BW to pick up the girls. We had a lunch reservation at Le Cellier. Here they are, finally ready to go!
Lunch was quite good and we had little wait. Epcot was way emptier than MGM. Caitlin had Portobello mushroom ravioli, Jen had the prime rib sandwich, I had a salmon BLT and Alex had a chicken sandwich. Our waitress was great until the end of the meal and I was just furious by the time we left. I'm really not one to fuss about service in a restaurant. But--well, you'll see.
The girls were done so we let them leave. Cait had ordered a chocolate moose before the rest of us were done eating and had eaten half of it. I wanted one to go and told the waitress. I KNOW she understood what I was asking because she said, "Sure. Is it okay if I just bring yours in a to go box and then add the leftover chocolate moose to the same box? That way you'll only have one box to carry." I was okey dokey with that.
After about 15 minutes, she came back with an empty box for Caitlin's leftover moose.

I reminded her that I needed one to go and she told me she must have misheard me. I was fine--mistakes happen. She cleared our table completely except for Caitlin's plate and went back to place my order. Another 15 minutes later and she brought the bill. A few minutes after that, my moose arrived but with no silverware to place it in the box. When she came back to pick up my card and the bill, I asked for a spoon. She brought back a spoon and my bill for me to sign. Except now it was the wrong billabout $30 less. Every time she came by another table, Id try to flag her down, and shed studiously look the other way. I finally grabbed another server and asked her to get our waitress.
When she came back finally, she told me, I hear you SUMMONED me? Thats when I lost it.

For real? I said, Well, yes, I did. This is NOT my bill. Could you remove this one from my charge card and give me the correct one? She flounced off and finally brought it back about another 10 minutes later. I asked if the other bill had been removed from my card and she said very snottily, Well, of course. I did that right away before I charged this meal. Whatever, woman, you do realize you have made several mistakes, been rude to me, AND I havent added your tip yet, dont you? She got less than a 10% tip after all that. It took almost 45 minutes from the time we finished our meal until we finally got out of there. Ive never been so frustrated at a Disney restaurant before.
I shook it off, though, and Alex and I headed back to the hotel for a little rest. Neither of us was feeling great. Later that afternoon, we headed back to Epcot and since it was much busier, contented ourselves with some of the less popular ridesSE, Honey, I Shrunk the Audience, Figment, and Innoventions.
We walked over to Morocco so I could have dinner at Tangierine Café. Alex wasnt hungry but I, of course, was ravenoushe had a pistachio cheesecake and a bit of my lamb platterwhich was fabulous. See--I made it through that meal without getting in a fight with anyone but it WAS counter service.
Since Alex wasnt feeling so great, we headed on back to the hotel. As a special treat and on the advice of Aussie Angel, I stopped on the Boardwalk and got a funnel cake with chocolate. I believe my American citizenship was going to be revoked since I had never in my life had a funnel cake. When I talked to Caitlin about it earlier in the day, she told me, "You don't like them--they taste like fry bread."

For those who haven't had Navajo fry bread, it's very popular in the southwest and is either stuffed like a burrito with cheese and meat and beans or is sprinkled with powder sugar or sometimes with chocolate. I decided to try it anyway because unlike Caitlin, I'm not one to say I don't like something if I haven't actually tasted it.
It was ENORMOUS and very good. I cut it into quarters and shared it with Alex, Caitlin, and Jen. As I was carrying it into the hotel, several women in the lobby asked me where Id gotten it and if Id consider sharing it with them. When I declined sharing it, they got directions to the place where I'd gotten it on the Boardwalk.

I could make Disney a fortune by just carrying a funnel cake back and forth across the lobby all day.
Caitlin and Jen came back but headed out again to go to EMHs at MK. I tried to wait up for them but it ended at 1:00 am and I only managed to stay awake until 10. I slept the best Id slept since wed arrived and was just out like a light although I did wake up when they came in. Alex wasnt so lucky. (DUM DUM DUM!--that's foreboding music, in case you wondered.)