After returning from my picture excursion, bushman was moved somewhat away from me now so I sat back at the table to read the paper for a bit, but I could feel the effects of the pills and I really just wanted to keep looking around,
I just love how cheerfull it looks here!
I sat there watching these four ducks just slowly swim around the pool, I kept waiting for a little bubble to come up and have the one in front turn around and say to the other one, "Nice."
Then the Brady Bunch walked into the pool area, including the maid, and it appeared they brought their good friends, the Partridge Family with them.
They were all standing around at the next table and it seemed like they were deciding to stay here or go to the main pool. And the ducks seemed to be an added bonus to them as they were pointing and running around to get closer to them.
It was time to act in any pathetic way that I could to insure my domestic tranquility:
"If you're planning on staying here, I think you should know
that those ducks are feral."
Hey, that's all I had.
A couple of the adults looked at me, then said something among themselves and they all walked around the pool and out the beachfront entrance.
Whew! That was close.
Can ducks be feral?
Finally, I did read the paper for awhile, but not the front page section.
Uh uh, I want to get away from all that stuff, just let the world turn without me
for two weeks, if something really important happens, I'll know.
I glanced at the sports pages and that was bad enough;
"Sox lose again."
From now on I'm sticking to just the comics and puzzle pages and read my book and my Bathroom Reader.
What I didn't realize though, was that this table had a cloaking device, sitting here I was invisible.
I saw Smidgy enter kitty corner from me, walk all the way down the side and seem to look right at me, then walk back.
I figured she had to see me and was just going to get something she had put down, but no, she was almost out the entrance again, so I called out, "Diane."
She stopped, turned around and walked back to where she was when i first thought she saw me, then she looked right at me again and turned around and started walking away again.
"Hey, DIANE!"
Geesh! I'm supposed to be the blind guy here!
Now she sees me and comes over and she's mad at me,
thought I was hiding from her.
I convinced her it's just the invisible table and we enjoyed a couple of nice hours there without any yellow jackets yelling in our ears.
I had to take her though and show her that way cool smoking section in the courtyard with all the benches aroung an in ground planting with the big pots for ash trays. She just shook her head, "It figures."
About noon, we got thirsty and headed on back to refill our mugs and transfer to our own pool in Dominique.
Then, the strangest thing happened to me:
We were back at our pool now, I haven't had a thing to drink yet, so I can't blame that, and I got the feeling.
The feeling that tonight is our last night, and I DON"T WANT TO LEAVE.
I don't care that we're going over to Bay Lake Towers, I like it here and I have that dreaded feeling I am wont to get that the trip is just flying past. How can this be?
We just checked in?
And I really have this feeling that I'm not going to like BLT much except for it being walking distance to Magic Kingdom.
Man, a three night stay can just shoot past, it's really only two full days.
Ok, gotta shake it off. I grab my camera once again and take a solo walk.
Then, I'm back where I started from.
As we sat there talking, I thought it might be time to introduce you all to Uncle John, so I gave the camera to Diane.
As you may have seen in the picture from DD I took of Smidgy, her cheeks were pretty red form the sun and she's constantly moving her chair around because of the sun.
I quit trying to keep up with her so some times we were facing 180 degrees apart. Hey, it may have looked stupid, but at least nobody could sneak up on us!
Actually, she just looked like she was in a snit:
I then asked her, "Well, what do you think?"
Her response was," I say go for it, we've been blowing it off for years, " se we packed up and returned to our room.
After changing and me making that long trek to the ice maching that was right around the corner,, did I mention we had a corner room?
We had a couple of Mai Tais this time, nothing too strong though and around 4 o'clock or so we went down to the car.
But before we did, I took a really stupid picture:
I thought I'd chronicle my "tanning" progress, I've got a good start now so I'll take a picture and then take one later at the end ot the trip and see the difference.
One thing about me tanning, I tan easy enough but it's a real crappy color. Mine is never a "Oh, and he had the most golden brown tan", my skin looks more like a " My goodness, when's the last time this guy took a shower?", it's just a dirty looking brown.
Here now is where never taking your watch off comes in handy for "tan checking".
No, I'm not going to go and look for a dog to come up behind me and pull down the back of my bathing suit like the old Coppertone commercials with the little cartoon girl.
Just reading this now will probably scar Ponzi for life when he inescapably pictures it. Well, probably Thumper and Frank and Shawn and Jay too.
Once again, we are just following Buena Vista Drive around the bend, but this time the other way. CBR is the best resort if you are doing a lot of your own driving, I can't think of a better, more centrally located resort to come and go from.
I just mainly listened to Smidgy direct us to a parking spot and we were there.
Where?
We have not used one of the vouchers that come with the package in years, and we have never been here, the one time we did was over by the Dolphin, Fantasia Gardens.
The lot was kind of crowded yet, but I could see a lot of people heading for cars now coming from Blizzard Beach so we have no idea who's on the golf course.
It didn't look too promising, right in front of us was a family of 5 or so heading in.
It turns out, this family in front of us is THE ONLY family, or person, or anything that's on the course right now.
The group in front of us is definately a fivesome, if you count the little 4 year old which they tried to get in the game, but I heard the guy in the booth tell them 4 is the max per group and the little boy is really too young anyway.
They take off for the first hole, and I try to hang back a bit until we pay and get started cuz we wanted to try the same side as them, the Christmas side, but wouldn't you know it, a young couple is now coming up behind us so we use our buy one get one voucher and wait for the big group in front of us.
Ok, let's get the pictures out of the way:
there's really not a lot of color here like you would think there would be for a Disney Mini Golf, well, there is if your favorite color is white!
I'll show you.
Yup, that's the predominate color, here.
It didn't help that it got all overcast now, too, if it wasn't for the sweat dripping down my nose I would have thought it was a cold, dreary Chicago day.
The group ahead of us moved to the next hole so I put my ball in the little indentation to get teed up.
Before I could smack my first ball, Smidgy was one step ahead of me:
"Now Steve, if you do hit the ball too hard and have to yell a warning like they do in golf, it is NOT 'Foursome' or 'Fourplay', or 'Foreskin', or even Four Weddings and a Funeral, it is just plain old, 'Fore!', ok?"
Dang, I had already even picked out the hole I was going to yell it on doing the back nine but she beat me to it.
But that's ok, I've got a comeback for her;
"Yes dear."
I hit the ball, and that's when I found out this is going to be a lot tougher than I thought it was.
I hit it and it vanished!
Then I saw it again, but it moved like a strobe was on it.
This is now the result of all the eye problems I'm having now, it is so hard to follow a nearby moving object.
They say cats have the same problem, especially up and down movement and why you have to use your finger to point out a treat that's fallen on the floor and drag your finger from their nose to the treat, but at least cats can see at night!
My ball went three quarters of the way up the ramp,,,, then rolled back down.
Long story short, Smidgy is no great putter, but after 3 holes I had a score of about 17 and she was beating my by about 8 shots!
I had only one chance to still pull this off and beat her;
I had the pencil, I had the scorecard, I was the scorer!
No, don't worry, I didn't cheat. You know what always struck me as funny or ironic? After all that came out,
Mr. Woods was no Tiger, he was a Cheetah!
But what was even worse was now the group in front of us, since they are away from the booth and the booth cops now, are letting the little kid whack away to his heart's conent too. Then we'd have to wait for them go go and find the "yellow" ball that is in the bushes 5 holes away up against the perimeter fence.
We finally had enough of this, the young couple that was behind us got smart and went on the other course, and I went up to them and asked very nicely if we can play through.
Of course they'll let us, there's five of them and only two of us, we won't slow them down more than 5 minutes, at most.
The lady, "Mom", her eyes bugged out, her jaw dropped and she started to shake.
You would have thought I had told her I want to move 50 Brazilian Tour Groupers in front of them right before they board Toy Story Mania.
Before she could blubber something, the dad just said, "Oh sure, go right ahead."
And we did.
In a funny way, I almost was a bit disappointed in the outcome, I really wanted to hear what she was going to say, and I would have loved to hold up my digital camera with pictures of Junior playing the game he wasn't supposed to, nor was he paid to do.
Oh well. One thing about this course though, the biggest obstacles weren't the moving doors, ramps, water bridges or windmills.
It was the lizards!
Man, they were everywhere here. I took a shot, then walked to the end to
find out where it came out and right in front of it sits an anole.
Then Smidgy shot and the ball whisked right past the thing within about 4 inches but it didn't budge.
But lean over and put your hand within two feet of it and it's gone!
And slowly, very slowly, I was chipping away at her lead.
The one other time we played mini golf her at Disney we did Fantasia Gardens. It was a few years ago and I blew a big lead and we ended up a tie.
I caught her on the 17th hole, I had learned the tricks to how to line things up better, and the 18th hole is just the "ball grabber" so once again, we ended up in a tie.
This next part really struck us as funny though.
When we tried to turn in our pencil and putters, he gave us a buy one, get one coupon again, good for right now or tomorrow, "Would'nt you like to try the other course?"
Crowds aren't an issue so they can easily afford to do this, but if we did, then they would have gotten us to pay full price now for the mini golf after all! And I think it's about 12 bucks a person there, we aren't talking the 5 bucks a head for Adventurers Golf, in Kissimmee.
I got Diane to pose for one more picture which she'll probably yell at me for posting this too.
We passed,and rumbled our way back to the resort.
In our room we grabbed some premade drinks and put them in plastic cups for walking, then put a bit of our liquors of choice in our refillable mugs and went for a walk to Old Port Royale.
We weren't ready to eat yet, (we still haven't even eaten at the food court), but we wanted to look again and see if we missed something.
I believe it is now 6:15, or 6:30, which is the time it starts.
This is one of those daily ritual type things the cast members are forced to do, I could tell by the first two notes of the song that started what was going on way to the side of the gift shop.
Back in '92, when I blew out my MCL trying to win a bottle of Cold Duck or Riunite, I had a sign made up and dedicated to me that hung behind the bar where we hung around at, this was a "just say no" sign,,,,,, to Limbo!
No, I never had even one small idea of getting out there and reliving "good" times. Smidgy would have tackled me even if I had.
We then added the mix and ice to our refillable mugs and got a table next to where we sat two nights ago watching Beauty and the Beast.
But it's still light out now, and Diane pulled out the dreaded, "Yahtzee!"
You don't know what frustration is like until you've played Smidgy in Yahtzee!
You could have the "probably odds" charts in front of you and work only from that while she keeps going for inside straights,,,, and she will hose you.
I get a Yahtzee maybe one out of ten times playing,,
she doesn't get a Yahtzee about one out of ten times.
I started and got a FullHouse. 25 points.
On her second shake she got 5 twos.
"I don't suppose you want to take a ten on your two's huh?"
You just want to quit right there, and she understands that,, "We can start over if you'd like."
No, it doesn't matter, then I'm just prolonging the inevitable.
Thankfully, it got too dark out and they started setting up to show a movie again. She ran back with the game and
refilled our mugs which we turned into another drink cuz now
I just have to find out what the movie is.
I couldn't have made a better choice.
We watched about a third of Finding Nemo, then Illuminations started so we left our great table and went up to the rail and watched that there.
You do get a pretty good shot of it at CBR.
Then we went inside to eat before all the theme parkers get vack and hit the food court.
I'm sorry, but all I got was a hotdog and fries, but I got Pickles and onions and lettuce on a small plate from the ordering station, then at the condiments I got little cups of bbq sauce, packets of relish, mustard, ketchup, mayo,,,
I could turn my plain dog into a Chicago Style Hot Dog by building a salad on top of it.
Besides, there, and only there, for some reason I make up these strange combos in the little paper cups for dipping my fries into.
Hmm, mayo and mustard is kinda a Dejon.
BBQ sauce is great for dipping fries.
Smidgy tried something different:
The Caribbean Burger.
This was a cheeseburger, with strange things that don't belong on cheeseburgers on it. Kind of a "Cheeseburger in Pesticide!"
One thing it had on it was plantains.
Plantains are bananas that didn't have a proper upbringing
and don't know what they are supposed to look or taste like, these just don't have appeal.
Her revue?
It was edible, but I won't get it again.
With that, we are soon back in the room doing what we said we won't do until tomorrow morning, packing.
Crap, looks like we really are going to have to leave, after all.
But it's to a bigger and better place, right?
Of course it is, it's brand new. It's on the Monorail.
It costs a fortune!
It's Bay, Lake, Tower.!
night