Not so much a savings, more like reallocating where the money goes (Part 20 pg14) NEW

[jamal]

TFI, I think we waited about a year, give or take a week.

Haley, I'm here to rescue you from talking to yourself. I loved this comment. We're going to BOMA one night and I plan to walk around and make interesting CMs talk to me. You know, give me all the impressive facts I need to say I am an AK vet.

Good chapter, girl. Keep em up.

 

[sheridac]

Haley!!!

Jami used the EXACT same quote I was going to use.

BORG!!!!

 

[HaleyB]

Haley!!!

Jami used the EXACT same quote I was going to use.

BORG!!!!

What do you call a collection of nutwings?

also

Look at your post count. Woooo Hooooty

 

[sheridac]

What do you call a collection of nutwings?

also

Look at your post count. Woooo Hooooty

Oh!!! Look at that!!!

Woo hooty!!!!

 

[Mr. Silly]

You forgot to mention the saving grace of waiting for Jiko/Boma. There is a bank of guest phones in the lobby/waiting area for the restaurants. Next to each phone down is a stack of little squares of paper. These can be used to make origami, paper airplanes, or whatever one can think of. We try not to encourage paper airplanes so much any more, since at one point far too many were being created and tossed all around the waiting area. The other kids in the waiting area noticed how delightful it was to make paper airplanes and fling them about. So there was a kind of chain reaction as more and more little gliders appeared and were flung about. So now we mostly do origami or use them as writing materials for games like triangles/tic-tac-toe/squiggles.

Squiggles is an excellent game, BTW, for when you are waiting around at restaurants. It's a two player game. One player draws a squiggle and the other player has to turn that squiggle into a picture. The important rules are no crossovers - the initial squiggle line can't cross itself, and no abstract art - the person making the picture can't just draw a rectangle around it and say it's abstract art. The beauty of it is that it's hard to figure out a good reason to have an argument over it (not that it's impossible).

 

[Grammyof2]

Get to cracking Girlie!!!!!!

A collection of Nutwings, ummmm , a Boltwrench?????

I am with you on the price of a babysitter, paid 2 times, EVER!!!!!!!!

Now that is something to be proud of, plus I have relatives

 

[1000thhappyhaunt]

You forgot to mention the saving grace of waiting for Jiko/Boma. There is a bank of guest phones in the lobby/waiting area for the restaurants. Next to each phone down is a stack of little squares of paper. These can be used to make origami, paper airplanes, or whatever one can think of. We try not to encourage paper airplanes so much any more, since at one point far too many were being created and tossed all around the waiting area. The other kids in the waiting area noticed how delightful it was to make paper airplanes and fling them about. So there was a kind of chain reaction as more and more little gliders appeared and were flung about. So now we mostly do origami or use them as writing materials for games like triangles/tic-tac-toe/squiggles.

Squiggles is an excellent game, BTW, for when you are waiting around at restaurants. It's a two player game. One player draws a squiggle and the other player has to turn that squiggle into a picture. The important rules are no crossovers - the initial squiggle line can't cross itself, and no abstract art - the person making the picture can't just draw a rectangle around it and say it's abstract art. The beauty of it is that it's hard to figure out a good reason to have an argument over it (not that it's impossible).

I agree.

 

[Mr. Silly]

I agree.

See, you can get away with that since you don't have to wade through layers of code words for enigmas wrapped in mysteries, with a fine dusting of riddles sprinkled on top.

 

[horsegirl]

You forgot to mention the saving grace of waiting for Jiko/Boma. There is a bank of guest phones in the lobby/waiting area for the restaurants. Next to each phone down is a stack of little squares of paper. These can be used to make origami, paper airplanes, or whatever one can think of. We try not to encourage paper airplanes so much any more, since at one point far too many were being created and tossed all around the waiting area. The other kids in the waiting area noticed how delightful it was to make paper airplanes and fling them about. So there was a kind of chain reaction as more and more little gliders appeared and were flung about. So now we mostly do origami or use them as writing materials for games like triangles/tic-tac-toe/squiggles.

Squiggles is an excellent game, BTW, for when you are waiting around at restaurants. It's a two player game. One player draws a squiggle and the other player has to turn that squiggle into a picture. The important rules are no crossovers - the initial squiggle line can't cross itself, and no abstract art - the person making the picture can't just draw a rectangle around it and say it's abstract art. The beauty of it is that it's hard to figure out a good reason to have an argument over it (not that it's impossible).

This is exactly right! We took full ownerships of one phone and several stools and had difficulty dragging the kids to the table, even when dessert was mentioned.

 

[HaleyB]

Not so much a savings...Part 21ish​

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Like every other Disney morning on this trip Sophia and I were up and ready to go first. I opened the door to make my ‘coffee like substance’ run and there it was. The envelope of doom. I was too sad for words. Also I needed to hide that thing quick.

I wasn’t ready for it all to end. I wasn’t done. I wanted more.

We had half a day before we had to hit the road. We decided to try to get in one last spin on Space Mountain. We jumped in line for the bus and off we ran.

Sophia didn’t want to ride, so we used the chicken swap. I waited with Sophia while Max and Daddy rode. Then Max and I took a turn. For some reason Max was afraid he would lose his glasses, so he took them off and either held them or put them in the little pocket/pouch thing. I didn’t know about this until later.

We got off and met back up with Sophia (chicken little) and Dad. That is when I noticed Max was not wearing his glasses... carp.

We give Max the third degree. He thinks he left them in the pocket/pouch on the ride so we tell the closest CM. They are going to check each car as they load them. We are told to wait right there, it will not take too long.

Ok. Only it does take too long... so I send Max and Sophia off with Daddy to try to get in a ride or two and I wait. And wait. And wait. What the frick (NOF) is taking so long???

The first 150 times I ask they just brush me off. It takes awhile to check each car. Yadda yadda yadda, whatever.

The 151st time I ask I am told that the ride is down.

Great. Fantastic. Brilliant.

Hello people my last few hours in the happiest place on earth are ticking away. Get a move on.

While I am waiting I get to people watch. Because the ride is down there is no line. At least five people do the following. They are all men. I am not sure if that is a relevant detail. I think it is though, TFI.

Lets call him C.D. for clueless dude.

C.D. sees the lack of a line from way back, and so he nonchalantly but quickly walks over. C.D. has a big grin on his face. Then the poor CM in charge of telling people the ride is down approaches and informs C.D. of the status of the ride.

C.D. gives PCM (Poor Cast Member) a blank stare followed by, “so how long is the wait then?”
PCM “I do not know when, or if, the ride will be working again”
C.D. “so should I wait”
PCM “We have closed the line, you can check back later.”
C.D. “so when will the line be open again?”
PCM “as soon as possible.”
C.D. “So would it be a good idea for me to wait here?”
and so on.

During this conversation I see C.D. looking at me. I am sure he is thinking, ‘she is waiting, maybe I should too’ and because of this I feel sorry for the PCM. But there is nothing I can do to help.

But I *think* about telling C.D. that the crystal ball is at the Haunted Mansion. Just as a TFI for him. But I don’t.

I also notice a particularly bad/sad example of the parent who walks ahead of the young child, quickly, and so the poor child is almost running to keep up and has a panicked “I don’t want to get lost (again)” look on their face. This behavior irks me. It is thoughtless and unkind.

Another people watching aside. I see several adults wearing sports jerseys. I just do not understand this particular fashion choice. A grown man wearing a jersey for a team they don’t play on, while at a theme park, and with somebody else’s name on the back. I can sort of understand it at a sporting event. On a younger person. But not really. I also don’t get the let your underwear show because your pants don’t fit you look. Not that I am a fashion expert or anything. I do wear Crocs, after all. But still.

Back at Space Mountain I am still waiting.

They never said exactly why, but they shut the ride down and turned on the lights And they were checking the track. So I imagine Max’s glasses must have fallen onto the track.. but I never do find out if that is what happened.

Space Mountain with the lights on is really not that impressive, TFI.

After about an hour they finally start things back up. Max and Sophia and Daddy are back. Now they can check the rest of the cars. No dice. No soup for me. Denied. Imagine four other ways to say: They don’t find his glasses. Carp.

That took about an hour less than forever. Which made for a rather unmagical last morning in the Magic Kingdom.

It gets worse.

 

[tink38]

Great report, Hayley!

The last day of Disney is never fun. But to go through all of that on top of it. Well. Just plain wrong, I'll tell ya.

 

[tink38]

B has a trial today. But my dog farted. So He wanted me to say, "Great report. Thanks for sharing."

 

[HaleyB]

B has a trial today. But my dog farted. So He wanted me to say, "Great report. Thanks for sharing."

Tell him I said thanks for stopping by.
Also thanks for sending the message to you instead of directly to my dog

 

[sheridac]

While I am waiting I get to people watch. Because the ride is down there is no line. At least five people do the following. They are all men. I am not sure if that is a relevant detail. I think it is though, TFI.

Definitely relevant. Definitely.

 

[1000thhappyhaunt]

While I am waiting I get to people watch. Because the ride is down there is no line. At least five people do the following. They are all men. I am not sure if that is a relevant detail. I think it is though, TFI.[/quote
Definitely relevant. Definitely.

I agree.

 

[Grammyof2]

I wanted to comment on the trippie, but instead I have to comment on Tink's lack of a dog

And to point out the new bling - But you can call me Commander for short

 

[tink38]

Tell him I said thanks for stopping by.
Also thanks for sending the message to you instead of directly to my dog

Now that's just TFOFF if you ask me.

 

[kpk89]

That took about an hour less than forever. Which made for a rather unmagical last morning in the Magic Kingdom.

It gets worse.

Oh dear. I imagine that the loss of sad glasses is not going to be good for Max's equanimity. (great word, btw!)

It is not good to have bad things happen on your last day. The last day is bad enough just because it's last.

 

[horsegirl]

Back at Space Mountain I am still waiting.

They never said exactly why, but they shut the ride down and turned on the lights And they were checking the track. So I imagine Max’s glasses must have fallen onto the track.. but I never do find out if that is what happened.

Space Mountain with the lights on is really not that impressive, TFI.

After about an hour they finally start things back up. Max and Sophia and Daddy are back. Now they can check the rest of the cars. No dice. No soup for me. Denied. Imagine four other ways to say: They don’t find his glasses. Carp.

That took about an hour less than forever. Which made for a rather unmagical last morning in the Magic Kingdom.

It gets worse.

You had to ride it with the lights on too?!?!!! Some things are just better in the dark!

Awww, what a bummer that the last day starts on this track! The dreaded envelope, lost glasses, standing in line watching your last vacation minutes tick by....you said it gets worse. I hope not!

 

[Mr. Silly]

So as an added aside to the sucky last day, there was a bright side.

After Sophie and I took off to go on some ride (I can't remember which), we rode sad ride which I seem to recall was not too bad. I think it might have been Big Thunder. The only reason I think this is because we wound up in AdventureLand on our trip back to TomorrowLand, and the only ride I can think of that we would have wanted to repeat would be Big Thunder. Unless maybe it was Pirates. But the point where we were in AdventureLand was a bit past Pirates towards Liberty Square (or whatever that lame non-New Orleans area is called), so that doesn't really make sense.

So, somehow we wound up in AdventureLand. Which is where I really wanted to be. Because of the Samosas. Whenever I get the chance to have a Samosa it lights up my whole day a bit. With one exception. A few days earlier, we very happily discovered that they had Samosas at the Food & Wine cart. But the Samosas actually were not good! They were really disappointing. They were dry and the spices weren't good and they were too thin, and the dough was weird. This was made even worse by the fact that I had my first bad Samosa in DisneyWorld, and even worse that it was in the World Showcase, which is in Epcot, pretty much my favorite park in DisneyWorld, and the World Showcase is pretty much my favorite part of Epcot. Finding your favorite type of food in your favorite part of your favorite park, and then discovering that it was gross is a seriously crushing blow.

But it gets worse. I knew they had Samosas sold from a little cart in AdventureLand. We had been in AdventureLand a few times already, but every time we had been there the Samosa cart had been closed. This was not such a surprise when it was the Not So Scary Halloween party, but it was a surprise when we came back over and over during normal park hours and found it closed. I was somewhat consoled by the fact that the Samosas at the F&W cart were bad, so perhaps the ones at this cart would be bad too. But I knew in my heart of hearts, that the chance of them really being as bad was quite low, since I had in my life only had one bad Samosa ever, and I have eaten a *lot* of Samosas from a variety of vendors. So I really thought that the F&W bad Samosa had to be a one-off.

So there we were walking to the Samosa cart, not minding the camel spit shot at me from the Flying Carpet ride, because even when soaked with camel spit, if I had a Samosa, then it's not so bad. Oddly, I got hit by camel spit pretty much every time I went to check on the Samosa cart. It was not cool getting hit by camel spit and then finding the cart closed over and over. It was a kind of quadruple-whammy. First the camel spit, then the closed Samosa stand, then remembering the bad Samosa.

Anyway, we were finished with whatever the ride was, we were in AdventureLand, I got hit by camel spit, and then I went to the cart and lo-and-behold the cart was open! I assumed that even though it was open it would be sold out of Samosas. But they were there, a tray full of 'em. So we hurried over. I was torn over how many to buy. The Dionysian part of my soul was saying "buy them all!" But the calmer more rational Apollonian part of my soul was saying, "nothing too much." And Apollo won. I got four. That way I could have one, and Sophie and Haley could have one, and if they were Max safe he could have one too. But they were not Max safe, and even if they were he would think they were gross, so the fourth one would be up for grabs, and since I was holding them I had first rights.

So I start walking back to TomorrowLand with my four Samosas. I tried mine. It was really good. Sophie didn't like hers, so I helped her finish it. And then we got to the entry to Space Mountain with nobody there but a lone cast-member telling everyone the ride is closed. I thought, "Haley actually got them to shut down the ride to do full search for the glasses. Jeez. That's strangely assertive." We wander around looking for Max and Haley. We go in the lame shop. We trade some pins with the cast member people. I still had one Samosa left. By a Herculean feat of strength I managed to not eat the last one. Even though I wound up carrying it for an aeon.

Eventually, after milling around for sad aeon, Haley showed up with Max but no glasses. I reluctantly gave her the last one since I technically didn't really have any rights to it. She ate it and didn't even comment on how awesome it was. A waste. I would have enjoyed it more. Maybe she did make some comment. But I think I would have liked it more.

And then we did some other stuff that I don't really recall other than that finding out that Max' glasses were lost, probably for good. Somehow, as far as my memory is concerned, compared to the Samosas the rest of the day seemed pretty much irrelevant.