Cast:
Me (29, Pescatarian, Disney bride 8/5/02)
DH (30, Foodie, Disney groom 8/5/02)
I will also be pulling out just the food portions & putting them on the Dining recaps section.
Entry 1: Poor Possum & Port Orleans
August 4, 2006
We woke up early that morning, so that I could drive Andy to work. He had a half day, and I was going to pick him up around noon, then drive straight to the airport for our 2:05 flight. Our dog Hannah always wants to get in the car with Andy each morning as he heads to work, so she was thrilled to discover that, on this day, she was going to be riding with him.
On our way out of the apartment complex, we passed a dead (as we then thought) possum lying in the driveway. I thought wasnt it a shame that someone must have been speeding like crazy through our apartment complex, to hit that poor little possum, then I drove on, taking Andy to work.
I dropped him off without incident then headed back home. Upon returning to the apartment, I noticed that the possum had moved to a sitting up position he was not dead after all hed just been injured. I pulled over right there, because I didnt want someone else to come through and hit him again, finishing him off. Crossing my fingers, I popped my trunk and found what Id been hoping for some old towels Id used to wash my car. I scooped Mr. Possum up, bundled him in the towels, and then realized that Id have to bring this moaning, hissing bundle into the car with Hannah. The possum was bleeding from his throat, though not very heavily, and I couldnt tell how hed been hit perhaps someone had run over this throat? Or maybe hit him at an odd angle. He was very, very weak and didnt really struggle as I lay him on my lap in the car and drove back to my apartment. Hannah was very good she looked at him curiously, but didnt seem overly interested.
I got back to the apartment, lay the possum on the passenger seat, and ran inside to drop Hannah off and figure out where I should take the poor guy. I remembered Amber at the emergency vet, whod been so kind and caring when our Molly & Moose were killed, so I called there first. She said that they did indeed have a Good Samaritan program, where they helped injured wildlife, so I ran back out to the car and took off for the emergency vet.
As I was driving, thoughts were speeding through my mind. What would I say if I were pulled over for speeding? Im sorry, Officer, but I am temporarily the Injured Possum Ambulance Service. Luckily, we got there without incident, about 20 minutes later.
Mr. Possum was very well behaved through the ride, being only semi-conscious. He just lay still for most of the ride, occasionally making a cooing type sound. Just as I was about to turn into the driveway, he rolled over, out of the towels, and began hissing and tried to bite his towel. I took it as a sign that he wasnt immediately about to die on me, but told him to take care not to roll off of the seat.
Once Id parked, I carefully picked up the possum and carried him inside the vets office. They rushed him to Dr. Powers, and I waited out front to see what the verdict was. Amber had told me that if he was severely injured, they would put him to sleep, but that if he could be rehabilitated easily, they would attend to him then transfer him to a wildlife rescue facility. Unfortunately, she came back and said that the doctor had felt the possums skull and it was crushed. He probably had brain damage, and they had decided to put him to sleep. So the day began quite sadly.
I returned home and began loading Hannahs things into the car. This was her first time being left, and I was sad to leave her. I had bought her an edible bone for each day that we would be gone, and Hannah dug into her bag of supplies, brought out a package of bones, and started shaking it in her mouth and dancing. She is a greedy little Gus.
I dropped her off at the kennel, and discussed extensively her care needs with the manager there. This kennel manager is wonderful; they were so great when our dogs were killed, and I cannot even express how strongly I wished we had boarded our dogs with them instead of that other horrible place.
After dropping off Hannah, I returned home again and this time loaded all of our luggage into the car. It was time to get Andy, so I did that, and then we were finally ready to leave.
At the airport, we moved through security easily. We had already checked in online, and had decided to pack carry-on luggage only, so that we could begin our day at WDW as quickly as possible. For once, the travel gods were smiling on us. Our flight departed and arrived on time. When we got to the baggage claim area, we looked around and saw our driver from Tiffany approaching. We got into his car and drove off to Port Orleans French Quarter.
We checked in and went to our room, number 5231, to drop off our luggage, then took a bus to Downtown Disney. It was drizzling, and we had to wait about 20 minutes for the bus to arrive. We didnt have park tickets for the first partial day, so this was our shopping day.
First we went to the World of Disney, to get me a new antenna topper. My old Minnie Mouse topper had lost an ear and was looking lopsided, so this was a much-needed purchase.
After walking around for a while, it was time for our reservations at Fultons Crab House. In the past, Andy would order the two Australian lobster tails, while I would order the Alaskan King Crab Claws platter, then we would share them. This time, however, they had a new offering: a platter that combined one Australian lobster tail and ¾ pound of the King Crab claws. Fortune was again smiling on us!
The lobster tails were delicious as always. That grilled flavor, combined with the sweet meat is one of our favorite tastes. The King Crab claws were tender, juicy, and very flavorful. We each had a glass of Sauvignon Blanc, which was acidic enough to pair very well with our entrees.
After dinner, we went to Ghirardelli, because I wanted to try a sundae there. We got the Strike It Rich sundae, which was delicious, and I was glad that wed done this for dessert instead of ordering a dessert at Fultons. Id been wanting to eat at Ghirardelli for a while, so this was good.
After this, we returned to our resort and walked over to Port Orleans Riverside. The evening was lovely, not too hot, and we enjoyed the meandering, quiet, dark trails around the hotel grounds.
We returned to our room after the walk, recorded our recaps on our video camera, and then went to sleep.
Me (29, Pescatarian, Disney bride 8/5/02)
DH (30, Foodie, Disney groom 8/5/02)
I will also be pulling out just the food portions & putting them on the Dining recaps section.
Entry 1: Poor Possum & Port Orleans
August 4, 2006
We woke up early that morning, so that I could drive Andy to work. He had a half day, and I was going to pick him up around noon, then drive straight to the airport for our 2:05 flight. Our dog Hannah always wants to get in the car with Andy each morning as he heads to work, so she was thrilled to discover that, on this day, she was going to be riding with him.

On our way out of the apartment complex, we passed a dead (as we then thought) possum lying in the driveway. I thought wasnt it a shame that someone must have been speeding like crazy through our apartment complex, to hit that poor little possum, then I drove on, taking Andy to work.
I dropped him off without incident then headed back home. Upon returning to the apartment, I noticed that the possum had moved to a sitting up position he was not dead after all hed just been injured. I pulled over right there, because I didnt want someone else to come through and hit him again, finishing him off. Crossing my fingers, I popped my trunk and found what Id been hoping for some old towels Id used to wash my car. I scooped Mr. Possum up, bundled him in the towels, and then realized that Id have to bring this moaning, hissing bundle into the car with Hannah. The possum was bleeding from his throat, though not very heavily, and I couldnt tell how hed been hit perhaps someone had run over this throat? Or maybe hit him at an odd angle. He was very, very weak and didnt really struggle as I lay him on my lap in the car and drove back to my apartment. Hannah was very good she looked at him curiously, but didnt seem overly interested.
I got back to the apartment, lay the possum on the passenger seat, and ran inside to drop Hannah off and figure out where I should take the poor guy. I remembered Amber at the emergency vet, whod been so kind and caring when our Molly & Moose were killed, so I called there first. She said that they did indeed have a Good Samaritan program, where they helped injured wildlife, so I ran back out to the car and took off for the emergency vet.
As I was driving, thoughts were speeding through my mind. What would I say if I were pulled over for speeding? Im sorry, Officer, but I am temporarily the Injured Possum Ambulance Service. Luckily, we got there without incident, about 20 minutes later.
Mr. Possum was very well behaved through the ride, being only semi-conscious. He just lay still for most of the ride, occasionally making a cooing type sound. Just as I was about to turn into the driveway, he rolled over, out of the towels, and began hissing and tried to bite his towel. I took it as a sign that he wasnt immediately about to die on me, but told him to take care not to roll off of the seat.
Once Id parked, I carefully picked up the possum and carried him inside the vets office. They rushed him to Dr. Powers, and I waited out front to see what the verdict was. Amber had told me that if he was severely injured, they would put him to sleep, but that if he could be rehabilitated easily, they would attend to him then transfer him to a wildlife rescue facility. Unfortunately, she came back and said that the doctor had felt the possums skull and it was crushed. He probably had brain damage, and they had decided to put him to sleep. So the day began quite sadly.
I returned home and began loading Hannahs things into the car. This was her first time being left, and I was sad to leave her. I had bought her an edible bone for each day that we would be gone, and Hannah dug into her bag of supplies, brought out a package of bones, and started shaking it in her mouth and dancing. She is a greedy little Gus.
I dropped her off at the kennel, and discussed extensively her care needs with the manager there. This kennel manager is wonderful; they were so great when our dogs were killed, and I cannot even express how strongly I wished we had boarded our dogs with them instead of that other horrible place.
After dropping off Hannah, I returned home again and this time loaded all of our luggage into the car. It was time to get Andy, so I did that, and then we were finally ready to leave.
At the airport, we moved through security easily. We had already checked in online, and had decided to pack carry-on luggage only, so that we could begin our day at WDW as quickly as possible. For once, the travel gods were smiling on us. Our flight departed and arrived on time. When we got to the baggage claim area, we looked around and saw our driver from Tiffany approaching. We got into his car and drove off to Port Orleans French Quarter.
We checked in and went to our room, number 5231, to drop off our luggage, then took a bus to Downtown Disney. It was drizzling, and we had to wait about 20 minutes for the bus to arrive. We didnt have park tickets for the first partial day, so this was our shopping day.



First we went to the World of Disney, to get me a new antenna topper. My old Minnie Mouse topper had lost an ear and was looking lopsided, so this was a much-needed purchase.
After walking around for a while, it was time for our reservations at Fultons Crab House. In the past, Andy would order the two Australian lobster tails, while I would order the Alaskan King Crab Claws platter, then we would share them. This time, however, they had a new offering: a platter that combined one Australian lobster tail and ¾ pound of the King Crab claws. Fortune was again smiling on us!

The lobster tails were delicious as always. That grilled flavor, combined with the sweet meat is one of our favorite tastes. The King Crab claws were tender, juicy, and very flavorful. We each had a glass of Sauvignon Blanc, which was acidic enough to pair very well with our entrees.
After dinner, we went to Ghirardelli, because I wanted to try a sundae there. We got the Strike It Rich sundae, which was delicious, and I was glad that wed done this for dessert instead of ordering a dessert at Fultons. Id been wanting to eat at Ghirardelli for a while, so this was good.
After this, we returned to our resort and walked over to Port Orleans Riverside. The evening was lovely, not too hot, and we enjoyed the meandering, quiet, dark trails around the hotel grounds.
We returned to our room after the walk, recorded our recaps on our video camera, and then went to sleep.