AlexandNessa
<font color=red>Proud Redhead<br><font color=green
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This morning, I was up by nine. I jumped out of bed to find it a sunny day, worthy of a morning at the pool. Mike, on the other hand, was a little perturbed that I'd opened the curtains. You might remember that we got in after 2 that night. What I didn't remember was trying to negotiate the reopening of the Thirsty Fish for me and my fellow boat riders back to the PBH after 2 am. Mike was happy to remind me. Apparently, they'd have re-opened for us if we brought our own beer, but they weren't allowed to serve anymore. Mike, not understanding how I could be up and ready to go at what we normally consider an ungodly hour while we're on vacation, sent me to the pool while he slept some more. (It's all in the trans derm scope patch that I wear for motion sickness.) I told him I'd be at the Beach Pool (not to be confused with the Villa Pool). He muttered something (close the curtains, maybe?) and said he'd be down to get me in a bit.
By 11:30 there was still no sign of what is normally my better half. After all, it is roller coaster day, and we should probably get moving. So, I went back up to the room to find it empty with the housekeeping money on the pillow where we normally leave it. Where on earth is he? I peaked out our window to see if he were wandering around the Villa Pool instead. Nope. So, I headed back out to the Beach Pool and scoped it out.
About 20 minutes later, I'm in a headlock. Thank God it's someone I know. Where have you been? "Wandering around the whole resort trying to find this pool! " Yes, it is easy to get lost around the PBH when you don't read any one of the 30 signs that point you in the right direction. [For you pool and cabana people: the beach pool is the cool one with the slide. The Villa pool is the plain, vanilla pool with the cabanas. I would think the cabanas would be a lot more fun at the beach pool, but that's just me.]
By now, we're hoping that housekeeping isn't in the middle of cleaning our room because I want a quick shower before heading over to IOA. We lucked out, and we were off within a half hour.
We decided to walk to IOA. It is a pretty walk and a beautiful day, and so we held hands and took pictures along the way. (BTW, "You know, I thought the Hard Rock was white!" Yes, I would hear this about a dozen more times during our 6-day trip.)
Port of Entry is really quaint with a bunch of cute shops. I was immediately impressed. I wanted something quick to eat, and we headed over to Green Eggs and Ham. APs do get a discount here, but if you care that you actually get what you order, you should most definitely check it before you leave the pick-up window. My fries became onion rings and my regular coke became a diet. By the time we realized it, there were 30 young ones in line, and we decided it wasn't worth it. We grabbed a table right next to the little Suess water park place, and the kids were having a grand ole time. When one of the mothers reached through the gate to ask us for one of our napkins and blew her kid's nose (missing the napkin), we were done with lunch and off to Cat in the Hat. Probably not a good ride for right after lunch, but I was wearing my patch and quite happy. Mike, on the other hand, was not so healthy after the ride. I pretended I didn't know it spun, and apologized profusely. I think he bought it.
Hulk was next, but on the way, I decided to stop at the Dinner Reservations center. I told Mike I wanted to confirm our dinner resssies for that night. "Oh, right. We're eating at Foo Man Choo's." What? "Ok. Lo-meins, then." Honey, we're eating at Tchoup Chop tonight. "I think it would've been better if he named it Foo Man Choo's instead." We'll tell Emeril when we get there. I'm sure he'll appreciate the tip. We were able to make a courtesy call to confirm. Quite cool trying to shout over the roar of Hulk while on the phone with Tchoup Chop!
We flashed our room keys and were on Hulk in minutes. We sat in the back row. Awesome!! Next was Spiderman, and I have to say this was one of the only rides where the attendant actually scanned our room keys. Every place else we just flashed our cards. Again, we were on the ride in what seemed like seconds (sorry to those who were stuck in the 75-minute wait of the regular line). We rode with another couple who asked if this was our first time. We told them it was, and they said, "Just wait! This is so cool!" And it was!! Is this not the best ride EVER?! I screamed bloody murder when we took the dive and the web caught us. I realized that we were probably a foot off the ground, and I was being silly, but honestly! I wanted to do it again immediately, but I had to give into Mike who was a bit queasy. I offered him Bonine, but he thought it'd make him tired, and he refused. I told him he had just enough time to walk it off on our way to Dueling Dragons, "Buck up, little soldier!"
We rode Ice, and Mike just thought that was his favorite coaster ever. He said the near-miss is cool. I hear it's better when you're eyes are open. Suddenly, I have a goal for our trip.
We went to Poseiden's Fury. I went in first, and Mike followed. The attendant actually pulled Mike back and said, "Hey, buddy. It gets pitch black in there. She might get scared." Mike thanked him for the heads-up. When it was all said and done, we both wanted 40 minutes of our lives back. We also did the Triceratops Discovery Trail. We stared at each other for 5 minutes figuring out what in the world we just did. We were totally laughing, "What was that?" I don't remember what else we did, but we skipped the water rides and called it a day around 6. We walked back to the PBH to get ready for dinner. We had to be at Foo Man Choo's for 8.
We waited in line for the boat, and here it comes. There's one on every vacation: Butt in Line Girl! Sometimes it's Butt in Line Guy, but this time it was a mother, who ushered her two kids right to the front of the line at the boat dock. It amazes me how some people can be so oblivious. Don't worry, I got her picture, and I'll be glad to share it when I get my pictures online. We changed boats at City Walk and arrived at the RPR.
We walked around for a bit. The RPR seems lovely, and I think we'd be content to stay there. Tchoup Chop wasn't quite ready for us when we got there, so we had a seat at the bar, and they took us about 10 minutes later. We had 3 people waiting on us: Minja, Stan, and Frank. They offered us drinks. I ordered a whiskey sour, straight up. Mike had a beer. They came back with Mike's beer just fine. My whisky sour came back in a tumbler on the rocks. I said, "Oh, I'm sorry. I asked for this straight up." Minja apologized and came back about 5 minutes later with a drink that was still on the rocks, a little more watered down, and without a cherry. Now I really wasn't going to drink it. I said, "I'm sorry. I don't think you understand. Straight up? No ice? Usually it's served in a martini glass?" I got a blank stare. I said, "That's OK, nevermind." But Minja called in the reinforcements. Here comes Stan: "You wanted a Jack Daniels sour, up?" Yes, please. Straight up. Third time's a charm; we have a winner! We decided we wanted a ton of appetizers, and Mike and I ordered dumplings, egg rolls, the crunchy shrimp with butter lettuce, some kind of BBQ shrimp, and fried rice. It was good, but not great. Probably would have been phenomenal had we ordered an actual dinner. What was great was the Banana Cream Pie. Yum! Our bill was about $75, including tip.
We walked off dinner, and headed over to NBA City. It was almost time for the Laker game, and bonus, my team, the Dallas Mavericks, played before the Lakers. (Afterall, Steve Nash is my other boyfriend.) We parked ourselves at the upstairs bar to watch. The Mavericks had a great game against Miami, but lost in OT on a hail mary shot. Bummed and tired, we headed back to the PBH to watch the Laker game in bed. But before we left, Mike ordered some appetizers to go -- what is it about Chinese food that makes you hungry an hour later?!
By 11:30 there was still no sign of what is normally my better half. After all, it is roller coaster day, and we should probably get moving. So, I went back up to the room to find it empty with the housekeeping money on the pillow where we normally leave it. Where on earth is he? I peaked out our window to see if he were wandering around the Villa Pool instead. Nope. So, I headed back out to the Beach Pool and scoped it out.
About 20 minutes later, I'm in a headlock. Thank God it's someone I know. Where have you been? "Wandering around the whole resort trying to find this pool! " Yes, it is easy to get lost around the PBH when you don't read any one of the 30 signs that point you in the right direction. [For you pool and cabana people: the beach pool is the cool one with the slide. The Villa pool is the plain, vanilla pool with the cabanas. I would think the cabanas would be a lot more fun at the beach pool, but that's just me.]
By now, we're hoping that housekeeping isn't in the middle of cleaning our room because I want a quick shower before heading over to IOA. We lucked out, and we were off within a half hour.
We decided to walk to IOA. It is a pretty walk and a beautiful day, and so we held hands and took pictures along the way. (BTW, "You know, I thought the Hard Rock was white!" Yes, I would hear this about a dozen more times during our 6-day trip.)
Port of Entry is really quaint with a bunch of cute shops. I was immediately impressed. I wanted something quick to eat, and we headed over to Green Eggs and Ham. APs do get a discount here, but if you care that you actually get what you order, you should most definitely check it before you leave the pick-up window. My fries became onion rings and my regular coke became a diet. By the time we realized it, there were 30 young ones in line, and we decided it wasn't worth it. We grabbed a table right next to the little Suess water park place, and the kids were having a grand ole time. When one of the mothers reached through the gate to ask us for one of our napkins and blew her kid's nose (missing the napkin), we were done with lunch and off to Cat in the Hat. Probably not a good ride for right after lunch, but I was wearing my patch and quite happy. Mike, on the other hand, was not so healthy after the ride. I pretended I didn't know it spun, and apologized profusely. I think he bought it.
Hulk was next, but on the way, I decided to stop at the Dinner Reservations center. I told Mike I wanted to confirm our dinner resssies for that night. "Oh, right. We're eating at Foo Man Choo's." What? "Ok. Lo-meins, then." Honey, we're eating at Tchoup Chop tonight. "I think it would've been better if he named it Foo Man Choo's instead." We'll tell Emeril when we get there. I'm sure he'll appreciate the tip. We were able to make a courtesy call to confirm. Quite cool trying to shout over the roar of Hulk while on the phone with Tchoup Chop!
We flashed our room keys and were on Hulk in minutes. We sat in the back row. Awesome!! Next was Spiderman, and I have to say this was one of the only rides where the attendant actually scanned our room keys. Every place else we just flashed our cards. Again, we were on the ride in what seemed like seconds (sorry to those who were stuck in the 75-minute wait of the regular line). We rode with another couple who asked if this was our first time. We told them it was, and they said, "Just wait! This is so cool!" And it was!! Is this not the best ride EVER?! I screamed bloody murder when we took the dive and the web caught us. I realized that we were probably a foot off the ground, and I was being silly, but honestly! I wanted to do it again immediately, but I had to give into Mike who was a bit queasy. I offered him Bonine, but he thought it'd make him tired, and he refused. I told him he had just enough time to walk it off on our way to Dueling Dragons, "Buck up, little soldier!"
We rode Ice, and Mike just thought that was his favorite coaster ever. He said the near-miss is cool. I hear it's better when you're eyes are open. Suddenly, I have a goal for our trip.
We went to Poseiden's Fury. I went in first, and Mike followed. The attendant actually pulled Mike back and said, "Hey, buddy. It gets pitch black in there. She might get scared." Mike thanked him for the heads-up. When it was all said and done, we both wanted 40 minutes of our lives back. We also did the Triceratops Discovery Trail. We stared at each other for 5 minutes figuring out what in the world we just did. We were totally laughing, "What was that?" I don't remember what else we did, but we skipped the water rides and called it a day around 6. We walked back to the PBH to get ready for dinner. We had to be at Foo Man Choo's for 8.
We waited in line for the boat, and here it comes. There's one on every vacation: Butt in Line Girl! Sometimes it's Butt in Line Guy, but this time it was a mother, who ushered her two kids right to the front of the line at the boat dock. It amazes me how some people can be so oblivious. Don't worry, I got her picture, and I'll be glad to share it when I get my pictures online. We changed boats at City Walk and arrived at the RPR.
We walked around for a bit. The RPR seems lovely, and I think we'd be content to stay there. Tchoup Chop wasn't quite ready for us when we got there, so we had a seat at the bar, and they took us about 10 minutes later. We had 3 people waiting on us: Minja, Stan, and Frank. They offered us drinks. I ordered a whiskey sour, straight up. Mike had a beer. They came back with Mike's beer just fine. My whisky sour came back in a tumbler on the rocks. I said, "Oh, I'm sorry. I asked for this straight up." Minja apologized and came back about 5 minutes later with a drink that was still on the rocks, a little more watered down, and without a cherry. Now I really wasn't going to drink it. I said, "I'm sorry. I don't think you understand. Straight up? No ice? Usually it's served in a martini glass?" I got a blank stare. I said, "That's OK, nevermind." But Minja called in the reinforcements. Here comes Stan: "You wanted a Jack Daniels sour, up?" Yes, please. Straight up. Third time's a charm; we have a winner! We decided we wanted a ton of appetizers, and Mike and I ordered dumplings, egg rolls, the crunchy shrimp with butter lettuce, some kind of BBQ shrimp, and fried rice. It was good, but not great. Probably would have been phenomenal had we ordered an actual dinner. What was great was the Banana Cream Pie. Yum! Our bill was about $75, including tip.
We walked off dinner, and headed over to NBA City. It was almost time for the Laker game, and bonus, my team, the Dallas Mavericks, played before the Lakers. (Afterall, Steve Nash is my other boyfriend.) We parked ourselves at the upstairs bar to watch. The Mavericks had a great game against Miami, but lost in OT on a hail mary shot. Bummed and tired, we headed back to the PBH to watch the Laker game in bed. But before we left, Mike ordered some appetizers to go -- what is it about Chinese food that makes you hungry an hour later?!
