princessjv
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We sat at that bus stop waiting for a non existent bus for almost an hour. Every bus came, but the one for DTD. In fact most of the parks had busses come and go 3 or 4 times. I think we made the right choice to go check out our room, since enough time had lapsed and it was ready.
We went on the hunt for our room. I had never stayed in the 70’s building before. It was all new for me, the Twister Games, Disco people, Giant Big Wheel and all! Lil’l Diz was in pure high heaven! We passed a water spout area on the way and he was ready to dive in. I had to promise that we would be back to play there plenty of times, but now we were on a mission to get to our room. This trip was all about my ds, but there were a few things that needed to be done to make his momma happy before we got on with his show. One being checking out our home away from home for the next 8 days. The second being, ensuring that our said home away from home was all sanitized before we dug in.
Room 405 was our spot. We had a perfect view of the middle of the 70’s courtyard and the back side of the Big Wheel. Our neighbors on both sides had their windows decorated. I was excited to decorate ours too, later. The room was as all POP rooms are, simple in decoration, two double beds, small table with chairs and chest of drawers with a TV. The simplicity was completely adequate for our needs. The POP fridge swap fridge, which I had arranged to partake in on The DIS, had been delivered with our carry on bags. But the ME checked bag and stroller had not arrived. The room was damp. The air conditioning was turned off and there was a large wet spot on the carpet, where it appeared that Mousekeeping had cleaned. I propped the room door open to vent it, while I turned our air conditioning on high, in hopes of cutting the thickness of the air down. Sleeping in a more humid room than what was outside of the room in the Florida air, was not my idea of how I’d like to spend my first evening in the motherland. Mrs. Clean took over and sanitized all surfaces of the room. The phone and remote were first targets, followed by all door knobs, inside and out. Last was anything else that possibly could be touched and finally the bed spreads both needed to be turned down and then the room was ready to be lived in.
We decided to skip DTD for the day and head over to EPCOT for a bit. I warned lil’l diz that we would not be out late. My plan was for an early bedtime, because we were hitting MK at rope drop and putting my touring plan to the test.
We headed back out to the bus stops, in hopes of a faster arrival of an EPCOT bus, than we had experienced earlier waiting for the DTD bus. Sure enough the first bus that comes was for DTD! NO WAY! I was lucky though, because at the time my DS could not read and was perfectly content sitting in the shade waiting for an EPCOT Bus. The bus arrived in minutes and in no time we were at our first park, of the mommy and son trip! EPCOT!
Am I the only one who feels like the walk from the Disney busses into EPCOT is brutal? I just don’t understand why the stops have to be so far away? One step off the bus and we were slammed with the still thickness of the humidity. We trudged our way to the entrance only to discover that we must walk all the way down to the furthest end of the entrances to enter the park. Why? Would it be that detrimental to utilize the 500 turn-styles closest to the parking lot and bus dump? Instead they make us heard like cattle to Egypt just to enter the park. What is up with that?
But what do we care? After all we were in DISNEY WORLD for crying out loud!
We stopped for the obligatory photo in front of the ball. Food and wine festival was in full swing and Lil’l Diz was obliged to pose with the rats. We moved from there to Soarin. Yes we were nuts! It was the middle of the afternoon, but I just had to get a ride on Soarin. I wanted to grab fast passes, just incase we stuck it out at the park for hours and hours and had the chance to use them. I was pleasantly surprised to see that the return window was a mere 3 hours away, which I thought we for sure could make. From snagging the Soarin FP’s we headed over to Living with the Land. Yawn, I know for most people. Not however for my lil’l diz, who loves him some science. I must add that this ride is a great time spender, if you are in the LAND and need to pass a bit of time whilst you’re waiting for your FP return time for Soarin.
Living with the Land is a representation of new and innovative ways that EPCOT scientists have cultivated various crops. From growing without soil to growing Mickey shaped pumpkins from Mickey “moulds”. The EPCOT scientists have got it going on. Lil’l Diz was happy to float along and ‘soak in’ the knowledge. There were no yawns coming from him on that boat. I was happy that he was happy. So happy that we went on Living with the Land again, when we were done. In the days to come we even went on Living with the Land something like 5 or 6 times. Now after the last boat ride, I was yawning. But my ds… was loving it, so all in all, I was too.
We headed over to check out how Nemo and his friends were doing. On the walk down the Hill, leading away from The Land, lil’l diz decided that he didn’t want to go on Nemo. Nemo was for BABIES and he really wanted to head over to Test Track. He gave me a whine and pout. But this momma doesn’t take to those very well. I told him to pull up his big boy underwear and suck it up. Momma wanted to check out Nemo and look at the fish, it would be fun.
The whining continued.
Momma had to pull over to the side and bend down real close and tight to give the lil’l diz a good hissper and set him straight. I explained, in the calmest Disney like hissper, which I could muster up, that although this trip was all about him and for him, I wasn’t about to tolerate any negative squash buckling from him. And that was that. It was over. Spell it O.V.E.R! Not a single sputter came out of his mouth about not riding on Nemo. And that my friends is how this momma works.
We walked and walked and walked and walked, noticed that we were indeed “underwater” by the reflections above, and we walked and walked and walked and finally got ourselves into a clam shell. Once off, he did proclaim that it was fun watching the fish.
Go figure.
We didn’t stop to play in the interactive area, however did head over to talk to a gigantic sea turtle from Cali. I scored myself a spot on the first parental unit bench and lil’l diz found himself a spot right up front. To our disappointment Lil’l diz wasn’t picked to participate, although he raised his hand hi up in the air trying. Maybe next time he will. Those are the little things that you remember forever. Little pieces of Disney magic, just by being spoken too by a giant sea turtle.
Test track called our name next. We had to stand in the stand by line, as we had no fast passes. Now we rarely have had to stand in the stand by line, so it was quite the experience to stand there and listen to the pounding, dinging and drilling of the machinery in action. Quite the experience and quite LOUD! When we entered the “sound proof” room I wanted to remain there until it was our loading time. When we got to the edge of the “quiet room” heading into the noise, I waited until the last possible moment to move up in the line. In fact, I committed a WDW offence and let at least a space of a 20 foot gap, before I moved up. As I stood there, pretending that really I was interested in looking over all of the scientific testing equipment, I could feel the breath and firey eyes of the people who stood behind me, wishing me to move ahead.
I wasn’t budging.
Nope.
Not at least until there was 20 or so feet in front of me. Really, com’on… what is going to happen if I test the fate of the line and let a gap the size of Rhode Island form between me and the next person in line? It is not like we were ANYWHERE near the entrance of the preshow. And speaking of Preshow…. YIKES! So when is Disney going to let us vets skip the preshows? My goodness, I am not sure just how many more times I can handle the preview of what I am about to do….which I have already done 30x over. I have even gone so far as to try to run into the preshow area and jump into the line of passengers waiting for their cars…only to be defeated by doors closing in my face.
Totally defeated, I had to suck it up and wait.
This time I was minding the gap between lil’l diz and I and the soon to be passengers before us. At the point that I thought I would be trampled by the anxiety of the people behind me, I urged lil’l diz to move on, with an “oh my, the line has moved without us” noted loud enough for those behind to hear. I think that move can only be tried once in a line, 2x and you really may get trampled by those behind you.
With that we finished our wait, I survived the preshow (for the record… my ds loves it) and we were down 1 of at least 10x ridden this trip for Test Track. It wasn’t quite time for our FP return on Soarin, so we opted to take in Mission Space. Orange side, all the way baby! Yea!
Just kidding. Green side or none for us.
The last 2x we have visited WDW we have been able to walk on this ride with little more than 5-10 minute waits each time. This time didn’t fail to give us a grand total wait of a whooping 5 minutes. Now that’s the kind of wait I like to see, don’t get me wrong I really would love to walk on all rides, with a 5 minute wait… but what is with that? What happened to all of the people? Is Mission Space a Disney failure? I know that in its original state MS was controversial, given the fact that people have died riding it (with underlying medical conditions). But with the whole Green Side thing, one would think that it would be more a favorite. I think it is a fun ride. I do however think it could use a titch longer of a “ride” portion.
Mission Space down, our FP’s still weren’t ripe. I really did want to hit the hay early this night, in hopes of opening MK in the AM. Lil’l Diz had already had a mini melt down… most likely due to being overtired. I too was tired. Waking up before the sun, dealing with the LOUD family and the added stress with what was going on at home was all coming to a crash. We both needed some rest. We needed it quick. I explained to lil’l diz the predicament we were in and suggested we head back to the POP for dinner and bed, because the morning would come soon and we really needed to be up and at um for a great day for touring MK with my new and improved touring plan. Lil’l diz agreed, we found a good pair visitors to pass our FP’s to, and we were off for a long, long walk out of the park and long, longer walk to the buses. Next Stop POP for dinner at the food court and a bit more unpacking for momma then bed for both of us!
UP NEXT: PG. 20, 1st post ~ Stick to the Plan Stan!
We went on the hunt for our room. I had never stayed in the 70’s building before. It was all new for me, the Twister Games, Disco people, Giant Big Wheel and all! Lil’l Diz was in pure high heaven! We passed a water spout area on the way and he was ready to dive in. I had to promise that we would be back to play there plenty of times, but now we were on a mission to get to our room. This trip was all about my ds, but there were a few things that needed to be done to make his momma happy before we got on with his show. One being checking out our home away from home for the next 8 days. The second being, ensuring that our said home away from home was all sanitized before we dug in.
Room 405 was our spot. We had a perfect view of the middle of the 70’s courtyard and the back side of the Big Wheel. Our neighbors on both sides had their windows decorated. I was excited to decorate ours too, later. The room was as all POP rooms are, simple in decoration, two double beds, small table with chairs and chest of drawers with a TV. The simplicity was completely adequate for our needs. The POP fridge swap fridge, which I had arranged to partake in on The DIS, had been delivered with our carry on bags. But the ME checked bag and stroller had not arrived. The room was damp. The air conditioning was turned off and there was a large wet spot on the carpet, where it appeared that Mousekeeping had cleaned. I propped the room door open to vent it, while I turned our air conditioning on high, in hopes of cutting the thickness of the air down. Sleeping in a more humid room than what was outside of the room in the Florida air, was not my idea of how I’d like to spend my first evening in the motherland. Mrs. Clean took over and sanitized all surfaces of the room. The phone and remote were first targets, followed by all door knobs, inside and out. Last was anything else that possibly could be touched and finally the bed spreads both needed to be turned down and then the room was ready to be lived in.
We decided to skip DTD for the day and head over to EPCOT for a bit. I warned lil’l diz that we would not be out late. My plan was for an early bedtime, because we were hitting MK at rope drop and putting my touring plan to the test.
We headed back out to the bus stops, in hopes of a faster arrival of an EPCOT bus, than we had experienced earlier waiting for the DTD bus. Sure enough the first bus that comes was for DTD! NO WAY! I was lucky though, because at the time my DS could not read and was perfectly content sitting in the shade waiting for an EPCOT Bus. The bus arrived in minutes and in no time we were at our first park, of the mommy and son trip! EPCOT!
Am I the only one who feels like the walk from the Disney busses into EPCOT is brutal? I just don’t understand why the stops have to be so far away? One step off the bus and we were slammed with the still thickness of the humidity. We trudged our way to the entrance only to discover that we must walk all the way down to the furthest end of the entrances to enter the park. Why? Would it be that detrimental to utilize the 500 turn-styles closest to the parking lot and bus dump? Instead they make us heard like cattle to Egypt just to enter the park. What is up with that?
But what do we care? After all we were in DISNEY WORLD for crying out loud!
We stopped for the obligatory photo in front of the ball. Food and wine festival was in full swing and Lil’l Diz was obliged to pose with the rats. We moved from there to Soarin. Yes we were nuts! It was the middle of the afternoon, but I just had to get a ride on Soarin. I wanted to grab fast passes, just incase we stuck it out at the park for hours and hours and had the chance to use them. I was pleasantly surprised to see that the return window was a mere 3 hours away, which I thought we for sure could make. From snagging the Soarin FP’s we headed over to Living with the Land. Yawn, I know for most people. Not however for my lil’l diz, who loves him some science. I must add that this ride is a great time spender, if you are in the LAND and need to pass a bit of time whilst you’re waiting for your FP return time for Soarin. Living with the Land is a representation of new and innovative ways that EPCOT scientists have cultivated various crops. From growing without soil to growing Mickey shaped pumpkins from Mickey “moulds”. The EPCOT scientists have got it going on. Lil’l Diz was happy to float along and ‘soak in’ the knowledge. There were no yawns coming from him on that boat. I was happy that he was happy. So happy that we went on Living with the Land again, when we were done. In the days to come we even went on Living with the Land something like 5 or 6 times. Now after the last boat ride, I was yawning. But my ds… was loving it, so all in all, I was too.
We headed over to check out how Nemo and his friends were doing. On the walk down the Hill, leading away from The Land, lil’l diz decided that he didn’t want to go on Nemo. Nemo was for BABIES and he really wanted to head over to Test Track. He gave me a whine and pout. But this momma doesn’t take to those very well. I told him to pull up his big boy underwear and suck it up. Momma wanted to check out Nemo and look at the fish, it would be fun.
The whining continued.
Momma had to pull over to the side and bend down real close and tight to give the lil’l diz a good hissper and set him straight. I explained, in the calmest Disney like hissper, which I could muster up, that although this trip was all about him and for him, I wasn’t about to tolerate any negative squash buckling from him. And that was that. It was over. Spell it O.V.E.R! Not a single sputter came out of his mouth about not riding on Nemo. And that my friends is how this momma works.
We walked and walked and walked and walked, noticed that we were indeed “underwater” by the reflections above, and we walked and walked and walked and finally got ourselves into a clam shell. Once off, he did proclaim that it was fun watching the fish.
Go figure.
We didn’t stop to play in the interactive area, however did head over to talk to a gigantic sea turtle from Cali. I scored myself a spot on the first parental unit bench and lil’l diz found himself a spot right up front. To our disappointment Lil’l diz wasn’t picked to participate, although he raised his hand hi up in the air trying. Maybe next time he will. Those are the little things that you remember forever. Little pieces of Disney magic, just by being spoken too by a giant sea turtle.
Test track called our name next. We had to stand in the stand by line, as we had no fast passes. Now we rarely have had to stand in the stand by line, so it was quite the experience to stand there and listen to the pounding, dinging and drilling of the machinery in action. Quite the experience and quite LOUD! When we entered the “sound proof” room I wanted to remain there until it was our loading time. When we got to the edge of the “quiet room” heading into the noise, I waited until the last possible moment to move up in the line. In fact, I committed a WDW offence and let at least a space of a 20 foot gap, before I moved up. As I stood there, pretending that really I was interested in looking over all of the scientific testing equipment, I could feel the breath and firey eyes of the people who stood behind me, wishing me to move ahead.
I wasn’t budging.
Nope.
Not at least until there was 20 or so feet in front of me. Really, com’on… what is going to happen if I test the fate of the line and let a gap the size of Rhode Island form between me and the next person in line? It is not like we were ANYWHERE near the entrance of the preshow. And speaking of Preshow…. YIKES! So when is Disney going to let us vets skip the preshows? My goodness, I am not sure just how many more times I can handle the preview of what I am about to do….which I have already done 30x over. I have even gone so far as to try to run into the preshow area and jump into the line of passengers waiting for their cars…only to be defeated by doors closing in my face.
Totally defeated, I had to suck it up and wait.
This time I was minding the gap between lil’l diz and I and the soon to be passengers before us. At the point that I thought I would be trampled by the anxiety of the people behind me, I urged lil’l diz to move on, with an “oh my, the line has moved without us” noted loud enough for those behind to hear. I think that move can only be tried once in a line, 2x and you really may get trampled by those behind you.
With that we finished our wait, I survived the preshow (for the record… my ds loves it) and we were down 1 of at least 10x ridden this trip for Test Track. It wasn’t quite time for our FP return on Soarin, so we opted to take in Mission Space. Orange side, all the way baby! Yea!
Just kidding. Green side or none for us.
The last 2x we have visited WDW we have been able to walk on this ride with little more than 5-10 minute waits each time. This time didn’t fail to give us a grand total wait of a whooping 5 minutes. Now that’s the kind of wait I like to see, don’t get me wrong I really would love to walk on all rides, with a 5 minute wait… but what is with that? What happened to all of the people? Is Mission Space a Disney failure? I know that in its original state MS was controversial, given the fact that people have died riding it (with underlying medical conditions). But with the whole Green Side thing, one would think that it would be more a favorite. I think it is a fun ride. I do however think it could use a titch longer of a “ride” portion.
Mission Space down, our FP’s still weren’t ripe. I really did want to hit the hay early this night, in hopes of opening MK in the AM. Lil’l Diz had already had a mini melt down… most likely due to being overtired. I too was tired. Waking up before the sun, dealing with the LOUD family and the added stress with what was going on at home was all coming to a crash. We both needed some rest. We needed it quick. I explained to lil’l diz the predicament we were in and suggested we head back to the POP for dinner and bed, because the morning would come soon and we really needed to be up and at um for a great day for touring MK with my new and improved touring plan. Lil’l diz agreed, we found a good pair visitors to pass our FP’s to, and we were off for a long, long walk out of the park and long, longer walk to the buses. Next Stop POP for dinner at the food court and a bit more unpacking for momma then bed for both of us!
UP NEXT: PG. 20, 1st post ~ Stick to the Plan Stan!
I love reading about the Finding Nemo ride too since I haven't been on it yet. It's crazy how many new things have popped up at WDW in just 2 years.
(even if it is at Disney!)
I thought we were the only one's like this...last trip the kids were wiped and super whiney about waiting in line for fantasmic seats....DH bent over and whispered "This is the Happiest Freakin' Place on Earth, there will be NO more crying" there wasn't and everyone loved the show...it just had to be done. I of course had to bite my lip to keep from laughing!
Too funny, huh.
I think we ALL have those moments... even at DISNEY! At least you both know how to nip it! 
You SHOULD have to WALK FROM YOUR RESORT.
