Day 4 December 15, 2010 Part 1
After capping my night off with a stroll through World of Disney and collapsing back in my hotel room, alas, we come to my final day.
I woke up extra early, as planned. Im not sure what time it was, but it was early. Early enough to see some WoC testing happening in DCA from the window. I also noticed I had this greeting me on the carpet whoever slid it under the door managed to get it almost to the foot of my bed!:
(Yes, thats how dim the lighting is in the PPH rooms even with all the lights on!)
Anyone who has stayed onsite has seen it. Sometimes its hanging from the outside doorknob. Sometimes its carefully slid under the door. Sometimes its sitting atop the newspaper outside the door. It is
the Final Bill (cue the dramatic music).
Now, depending on the time of year, time of week and if there are extra rooms available or not, sometimes with the final bill they will include an offer to stay an extra night at the hotel at a highly discounted rate. These stay an extra night offers are almost as sought after and elusive as the famous PIN codes. Some folks get them; some folks never get them. I have received the stay an extra night offers at both the GCH and the PPH (the PPH offer was $99 per night and I cant recall what the GCH offer was, but it was probably something like $129) and Ive never been able to take advantage of them. Either I just couldnt squeeze in an extra night or I didnt have the extra money, no matter how great the offer. And, of course, on the occasions where I could have taken advantage of such an offer, they didnt offer me anything!
At first I was secretly hoping that this Final Bill would include The Offer. I even prepared Liza (funatdisney) for the possibility that I might receive it, since she was coming to meet me and take me home that day. The fact that I was checking out on a Wednesday increased my chances of getting The Offer because there are probably fewer people checking in/needing rooms on that Wednesday, and most likely the PPH would have availability, so they could spare me a room for an extra night at the good rate. Actually, I think they already had quite a bit of availability during my stay anyway thats my hunch.
But I never got The Offer. I know I could have called down to the front desk and asked if they could extend me a night if I really, really, really wanted to. At the very least, I could have probably convinced them to let me stay another night at the original PIN code rate of $163 that Id used.
Now, in hindsight, given what ended up happening with my debit card and the hold the PPH had put on my money (which I didnt find out until I got home, as you all know), Im glad I didnt get an extra night. It would have only added to my financial trouble because I would have put it on the same card they had already used to block $289 without telling me. Thank goodness they didnt make The Offer.
So everything worked out for the best. At the time I kind of decided that I wasnt going to call the front desk and ask to stay on because I knew I needed to get home. I knew that my client would have forgotten when I said Id be back and probably would have already been calling me 100 times to do work for him (I was pretty much right about that!). Also, I was just wiped out. I didnt want to aggravate my leg pain situation any further. I knew I just needed to rest. I needed to get home. As much as I didnt want to leave, and as much as I still had other things to accomplish, I also knew I needed to rest
and work.
World of Color pre-dawn testing:
Somehow I managed to pack everything up in a much shorter time than what I anticipated. It really didnt take me long at all I even shocked myself!
Before leaving, I ran downstairs to the Mickey in Paradise shop to get Micheles Christmas tree antenna topper (with a Mickey head on top). I wanted to pack it up carefully in my things so I could leave it with the Bell desk where it would be safe while I went off to DCA.
Thats when I saw fellow DISer and DLR Cast Member Jasmine (wheres_my_prince)! I was getting back in the elevator to return to my room and she was getting out of the elevator that I was getting into. She was looking off in another direction. I was pretty sure it was Jasmine, and I was tempted to say something to her. I remembered that she was staying in a concierge-level room at the PPH after the second CM party but just in case it wasnt Jasmine, I didnt want to seem like some lunatic accosting her as she was exiting the elevator! So I kept silent. Turns out that was not the only time I would see her that day, but I didnt say anything the second time, either!
I thought I would be dragging my heels and racing against the clock to get out of the PPH room and to wherever I would end up meeting Liza, but somehow I got myself ready in time. I even had time to spare.
Sadly, I hauled my gear out of the PPH room and said goodbye to my wonderful park view. I couldnt believe my trip was coming to an end, but at the same time I felt like it was the right time because I knew I needed to get home.
After I left my bags with the Bell guys, I saw this familiar jolly old soul in the lobby
One of the Bell dudes saw me taking photos of Santa and asked me if I was going to get in one with Santa. Normally, I am game for any photos. Im a good sport for photos. I will get in anything, look dorky, point up, point down, look scared, look shocked, put my hands on my hips, pose with giant furry characters, strike a Charlies Angels pose, kick my leg up Rockettes-style and act like Im holding Tinkerbell in my hand. I have no shame. Ill get in anything, no matter how awful I feel or look simply because I have an archivist/historian sort of nature to me and I feel that its best to have as many photos as possible for posterity.
(And, of course, theres Santa Quest to consider a Quest of my own design. I had proposed getting in photos with all 5 DLR Santas, but when I discovered that it was tough to nail down the precise times when they were to be at their designated photo spots, I think I kind of fizzled on that idea.)
So
and this is very unlike me
I said no. I was not getting in a photo with PPH Santa. Why did I say no? I have absolutely no clue. The Bell guy was practically offering to take the photo, and there was no line of any kind. Santa was more or less alone after he chatted with the child in my photos. Why didnt I get in a Santa photo? All I can guess is that I was just burnt out and on photo overload. For some reason, I just didnt feel like it on Day 4. If this Bell guy had asked me on Day 1, 2 or 3, I would have probably done it. By Day 4, my mood is different, I guess!
But, then again, I also didnt get in any photos for the whole 2 days I was by myself other than that one lone photo with Goofy in the DLH lobby. I didnt get in a PhotoPass photo at the Round-Up
and we all know how much time I spent at the Round-Up (thats obvious by all my photos!). I didnt get in a photo at that DTD location. I never even got to the DCA Christmas tree!
So, I dont know. Maybe, just like my eating schedule gets all thrown off at DLR when I am by myself, so, too, does my own willingness to get in pictures. Maybe I have discovered that about myself that I am much more game to get in photos if I have someone with me. I didnt realize it before, but maybe now I have.
Thats one great thing about these solo trips. You learn things about yourself. You discover the things that really interest you or that you do a lot of, you see where you are most productive and where you are most likely to slack off, you find what your priorities are and arent, you establish what you are comfortable doing alone, and you learn the things that maybe you prefer doing with other people instead of solo.
Nothing wrong with learning about yourself on a trip!
Anyway, I knew that I wanted to get a few last-chance shots of the Golden Gate Bridge in DCA, seeing that it will disappear forever this year. I think I was supposed to meet Liza at 11:00 a.m.-ish (cant recall, exactly). I already knew that she didnt like getting in photos and so I never gave it a second thought after that. I just figured I would get a few DCA shots and then put the camera away for the day.
It never even dawned on me to really take the camera out again later to get Liza in a photo. I didnt think about it when Liza showed up just like Jazz/Belle Ella didnt think about taking a picture nor did I when she dropped by to see me last week! Sometimes you think about it and sometimes you dont! LOL! I just kind of snapped out of my photo mode that final day, and certainly after I got my Bridge pictures, and the camera was put to rest.
So I made the long, familiar trek from the PPH to the Esplanade. And I waited by the CALIFORNIA letters to get into DCA.
Random crowd shots (this was actually the day with the lightest crowds out of all my days at DLR):
Now this is when I saw Jasmine (wheres_my_prince) again! Obviously we both had the idea to leave the PPH and head to the Esplanade. She was standing by herself, off to the side. Looking at these photos I posted above, she would be way off to the left-hand side. Eventually she met up with some people and they went into
Disneyland. Again, I said nothing because I still was not 100% sure it was Jasmine. Of course, I have since gotten confirmation from her that it was, indeed, her! I should have said something!
My target:
Next up...and there are just a couple more posts left...more from DCA as I bid farewell to DLR.