I'm not sure, but I think that last chapter fell into a black hole or something. I thought for sure there'd be some kind of comments at least on the "old man" picture I posted of myself with the grey beard, or Marie stating again how it's always so much better if i hurt myself when I talked about that. I was even able to sneak a dangling participle through the critics without percussions.
Let's see what we have tonight:
It didn't take too long before the buzz from the Yellow Jac ket really got on our nerves so we went and took refuge up in our room. Even up here you had to make sure the balcony door was closed or you could still hear her clear as day.
Evne with it closed you could still hear her a bit.
Then we did something really exciting,,,,,,
like take a nap, I even slept for a little bit, now I know I'm getting old.
Really though, I'm less tired spending an entire day walking around Epcot than I am after spending 3 hours hanging out at a Disney pool in the sun.
Originally today, the plan was to go down to the Kidani pool, so far all we've done is just look at it that first night.
But it seemed dumb to do this when we have to go down there for dinner later anyway, don't want to make the trip twice, plus, we are right over the Uzima pool, that's why we stayed at home.
Diane had called in a wake up call, but I had woken up right before it came.
I love that feeling of lying there totally cloudy; remember how well I did over at Bay Lake and immediately had to get dressed and go look for ice? I really am just terrible at trying to snap out of a nap,
you have no idea where you are, what day it is and who is this strange person next to me?
Then the phone rang and I found myself hanging onto the ceiling fan.
The strange person next to me answered it and handed the phone to me, "It's for you."
I held it to my ear:
and hear Stitch.
Oh, ok, I got it now, Akl, Disney,,,,.
And why Stitch for wake up calls?
He has the most annoying voice of all the characters,
I'd rather be woken up by Foghorn Leghorn;
"I say, I say boy, it's time I say boy it's time for you to wake up."
Yeah, yeah, I know, it's not Disney, so what?
15 minutes later I'm running up and down the stairs again, fetching ice. Yes, a couple times, one for the bucket for
drinks, then the cooler needed to be fed, that thing's harder to keep full than my son Jeremy is.
Even at age ten he was nicknamed the Termineater;
"Come with me if you want to eat."
So, we have an extended cocktail hour going on here, no,
I'm not going to complain, I'm not all that excited about Saana anyway, but I guess it's good to try a new place.
We would have chosen Boma again, but man, that buffet price just keeps going up and up, I think it's 37 bucks now, we figured Saana would be cheaper and it lets us knock off another Disney restaurant off our list.
Yellow Jacket finally either went back to her hive or was taking a break and we were able to sit out on our balcony with our drinks with 200 of our closest love bug friends all dying around us.
That at least was one thing we didn't have to worry about at Bay Lake, I didn't see hardly any way up on the 15th floor.
Whoops, sorry, 14th.
With plenty of time before we were due for our appointment, we made a couple of drinks in fuzzy cups for travel,,,, no, I'm not walking into a restaurant with a refillable mug, whether I use it in there or not.
Fuzzies at least get thrown away when done, no, they don't go in with us either.
Smidgy took my picture right before we left, only because Robert Pattinson wasn't available:
(boy, what a good looking handsome dude)
(what a dork)
Out in front of the "Lobby of Darkness", we got lucky and the shuttle service had just pulled up.
This is really an extended Caravan type van, she and I
climbed in the back. Then another couple climbed in and sat up front.
Two other couples got in, I think it held 8, and we were ready to leave for Kidani Village. It looked funny to me, 8 people, all couples, like we were all getting together for our weekly canasta or charades game. ("On the Street Where You Live," sorry, it popped into my head.)
Did anybody ever see John Cusack's best movie, "The Sure Thing"?
Concerning the first couple that got in it was like Tim Robbins himself was in the van with us,
discussing with his girlfriend about what Disney song we should sing on the way over to Kidani.
I almost busted up laughing which would not have gone over well, but was saved when one of
the other mystery women said,,, "Oh that's allright, we'd rather hear what the driver has to say about the resort."
This, too, was almost hilarious because I had already tried to speak to him when we got there, with no luck.
From what I could tell, said driver was probably from
Peru or Bolivia or Milwaukee, some place that doesn't speak English,
because I never heard him say a word the whole time.
Either that or he was born without vocal chords.
But no matter how you looked at it, it was a pretty quiet trip over there.
Thankfully, we pulled up soon and went inside. Before we totally parted company though, I mentioned to Tim Robbins that I would have voted for Hakuna Matata, and his eyes lit up like there may still be a chance,,,then his gaze drifted back down followed by a "yeah, sure, mumble mumble, too late now."
Would you believe I actually felt a little guilty then for playing with him?
I hate it when my sarcasm backfires on me like that.
It was too
early to punch in yet at the podium, plus still got almost a full fuzzy cup and my fuzzy cups die premature deaths for no man,
so we went Outback to the savannah viewing area.
I have tried to remember what time our reservation was for then,, ,, the best I can come up with was about 7 o'clock, I'm close, give or take 3 hours.
It's just after six thirty now I think, and there is almost nobody but us out here, two teenage girls and us, that's about it.
At least nobody in the way for picture taking:
With the young girls still in earshot, I loudly said;
"Hard to believe that Zebra Domes come from the candied intestines of zebras, you sure you heard that right?" and I nodded a bit over to the girls when Smidgy gave me that, "what in the heck are you talking about?" look.
She came back quick, " I didn't hear it, I read it. It's in the DisneyWorld Home Recipe Cookbook."
I heard one of the young girls say to the other, "That's not right is it?
They don't really come from actual zebras do they?"
Off in the distance I saw a few giraffes hanging out together, each one trying to bend over and be lower than the other ones in case a thunderstorm popped up: with
giraffe out here, stunted growth is a virtue.
I was hoping for a little better picture, so I called one of them over to us.
Yes, I speak giraffe, but only a little, most of what I can say I can't use here on the family boards.
Finishing up killing time out here, we went in and registered.
Diane gave our name and asked how long it would be for a window seat to look out on the savannah, the girl looked at her chart and said twenty minutes probably, so since we were early anyway, Diane told her we'd wait for that, and the girl gave us a buzzer.
Of course we realized that just about everybody is going to request a window seat,
but it wasn't crowded and mostly it was only window tables that were being used now, so I didn't think it would be too long of a wait. Looking around, there is absolutely no one sitting on benches waiting that I can percieve.
Another place we get lucky at, (so to speak), is at Coral Reef, I think we'v eaten there 3 or 4 times now, and always get either a table right in front of the glass, or at the worst, just across the aisle from the aquarium.
Speaking of which, I can't believe that guys would actually hire a diver to swim over near the couple's table and hold up a "Will you marry me?" sign, but I've read that it's been done often. What happens then?
Then the girl jumps into the tank and she and the diver swim off into the scallops together.
Or does she then have to go and jump in the tank and hold up a "yes" or "no" sign herself to answer him?
Outside we found some seats and just sat and talked.
And we kept doing that.
Sometimes we talked and sat.
I was looking for the girls to mess around with some more, but they were gone.
25 minutes later we went back in to see what was going on.
Of course, in sticking with the theme of this trip ,,, then it had to get strange!
"Hi, we are waiting for a window table?" Diane said to the girl questionably. hmm, maybe questioningly works better,
there was no question, it was definately a girl.
"Oh, you wish to wait for a window table? That will be about 20 minutes."
It was like she didn't remember talking to us at all.
"Hold it," I said, I felt like we were dealing with Dory,
"I saw a boat! This way."
"You already told us that a half hour ago, even gave us a buzzer," and I held it up.
She was totally dazed and confused, and there was no reason for this because it wasn't crowded at all, she wasn;t that harried, like the hostess at Ohana.
However, our proof of previous existence here, along with her confusion and procedural lapse changed exactly nothing;
She then re-iterated that it will be 20 minutes till we get an outer edge table. I started to say we did this already,,,
when I remembered the Einstein line of "Insanity is doing the same thing over and expecting different results",
so we just asked then for any old table, besides, by now it was almost ten to dark anyway so what's the point in a window table?
Ok, fine, I didn't care.
As much as I love animals, I'm not that fascinated by most of them where I like to just look and look at them.
Even zoos lost their flavor with me when you could no longer buy a bag of peanuts or a big bag of marshmallows and go feed the polar bears, trying to get them to catch a marshmallow in their mouth with a mighty heave from you.
Now when in a zoo, I head right to the reptile house, those are what fascinate me.
Tonight, I've seen enough animals, but it wasn't over yet.
A few minutes after being seated, a strange man came up to our table.
After introducing himself as the manager, I immediately said Diane didn't mean it and won't let it happen again.
Well, Ok, I didn't say anything, but he did say he understands
that we are unhappy.
Once again tonight, I had to stifle myself from either laughing or a sarcastic statement, like,,,
"No, if you wanted to see unhappy, you should have been with us back on I-24 in Hurricane Lee, I think we cornered the market there on unhappy, or when we got the news from home,,,then there was that little matter from the Car Care Collectors...that also led to huge quantities of genuine "unhappy" with triple digit gains,...." but I was good. Unfortunately, NOW I am unhappy, because I know what this means.
(Sigh) So once again we have to explain how we had made reservations a few months ago, came here early tonight and requested a window table,,,,,,
wash, rinse, repeat.
,,, but I did sneak in one bit of snarkyness when I said, "but we saw how busy it is and just asked for any table after talking to the hostess."
I don't believe he spoke Snarky.
When finished he told us that he'd like to make it up to us, would we care for a fancy cocktail on the house?
After looking at each other and saying this isn't necessary, it's no big deal, we turned back to him and politely told him,
"Yeah BABY, we'll each have a Margarita!"
Well, maybe it didn't come out quite like that, but the end result was the same.
This was very welcome, since the Fuzzy Cups were given a decent burial in
a deep, dark hole over a half hour ago.
Snarky probably came close to blowing this too, cuz when he offered us "A" fancy cocktail I almost said, "With two straws?"
Drinks came, then we ordered.
This is where most people would expect me to give a coherent and informative food review on this report.
This is really where most readers of this, or any of my reports know better than to expect something sensible like that.
Smidgy had heard from many people, "Gotta have the Naan bread,
gotta have the Naan bread," so we ordered the Naan bread for an appetizer.
Of course I had to ask as you knew I would, " If we are having non-bread, then what are we exactly not having?" but she didn't care and ignored me.
But asking for Naan bread is the easy part, then you have to pick 3 different dipping sauces from a choice of 132 dipping sauces.
Whoops, sorry there, little typo, actually, it was 131 sauces, don't want to exaggerate.
Lotsa luck picking them though:
they are all these weird, really strange combinations of things
that I don't think should be combined.
"garlic and molasses"
"pureed goose with water chestnuts"
"incense and peppermint"
"parsley sage rosemary and thyme"
I have no idea what we ended up with, all I remember was that the one that sounded the least appetizing was the best tasting. I think it was horseradish and orangutan blood.
Yes, I know you're thinking it, and no, I didn't, no way was I asking for butter.
But I would have like to.
Then came the main dinner.
I think I have this right, Diane got the lamb, and she liked it, she said it was done just right.
Gee, I hope I didn't go into too much depth describing her meal, I know I can get wordy at times. Oh wait,
actually I think it was Tandori Lamb, where it is baked mostly inside these weird Tandori bowls in these extrememly hot, Tandoor ovens. I have watched video of this and the food cooks on the sides of the bowls in these ovens, and when it's finished it kind of peels off like you see cotton candy in the booths at carnivals.
(shoot, where the heck did that come from? gonna ruin my reputation)
I know that Tandori chicken is their real specialty here, though.
(stop it, and I mean it!)
I ordered from a different spot on the menu,
"What's this?" I asked our waitress, and I handed the menu back to her and pointed out the big spot in the middle, "is that chicken gravy? I'll have that with whatever."
Ok, what I ended up really ordering was from a "choose two" menu. Short ribs, shrimp, lamb and maybe a choice of some kind of dead fish, then you picked what type of rice you wanted.
I chose beef short ribs, which I found out is NOT ribs, but a lot more like pot roast.
The other main item I chose was shrimp which I thought I could share with Diane, and once again I had to pic between a green curry sauce or a red. Since so far the more disgusting sounding things are tasting the best, I chose the green.
Bottom line, the shrimp was ok, not great but edible, I wouldn't go out of my way for though.
The beef short ribs though turned out to be much better than I expected.
You also had a choice for a side of either a Balsami rice or a Pilaf, I chose the Pilaf because I knew it would be easier to spell come trip report time, and it was pretty good. But not as good as the Pilaf Diane makes at home way down up here.
Go ahead, have fun, I know I couldn't possible have spelled that other rice right. Baslami? yes, I'm too lazy to go look it up, and that's how I end up losing everything I 've typed.
I do know that I was full and left foot behind, same with Smidgy.
No, I didn't leave Smidgy behind, man, you gotta be so careful with the dangling participle police hanging around every turn. Especially over the holidays, they're out everywhere.
When we paid we gave our Keys to the World card to,,,,
crap
No, I didn't leave my foot behind either. I didn't leave my foot, or Smidgy behind. I left FOOD behind. Smidgy left FOOD behind.
Ok?
SO, Lay off!
Geesh!
When we paid we gave our Keys to the World card to the waiter, and when he came back he said he applied the DVC discount to our bill even though we didn't notify him of that, he read the "DVC" on the card.
Yes, not sure if I mentioned this earlier, think I did, but
at both B LT and Animal Kingdom, even though we are only renting points, all of our KTTW cards have had DVC Member printed on them.
It's also questionable whether or not "point renters" can use or get the DVC Official membership benefits while in process of renting points.
We didn't ask for a discount, and nobody asked to see our DVC membership card, so far be it for me to start more trouble.
Heck, it's only 10 percent anyway.
We made sure to tip well that night, on the total before the discount.
Before we totally left the restaurant I finally rembered to take
at least one picture.
All in all, it turned out to be a nice experience after all.
Oh, and the shrimp were already peeled,,,HEY WHAT A CONCEPT? YA HEAR THAT OHANA'S?
It was almost dark when we left, with no shuttle in site or even Tim Robbins, we walked over to the bus stop to catch the first bus that comes along.
You don't really need the shuttle from this end, cuz every bus EXCEPT the Downtown Disney bus is going to Jambo House next anyway.
I don't even know what bus we got on, but we ended up back at Jambo's bus stop.
I have feeling I am making the bus service sound pretty efficient at Animal Kingdom Lodge, but, no, that's not the reality. You might be thinking of all the stops around CBR or CS, but it's not the same thing.
It's a whole bunch easier to go from Kidani to Jambo House than vice versa. And the busses just don't come as often at this resort, you may well actually wait 20 minutes or so.
Ok, gonna stop it here for tonight, that was a fun chapter to do, I love it when either the locals or tourists give me material, even the Tim Robbins cameo helped, good night all, we are going to have to get "riddly" next chapter I believe.