PrincessAurora
<font color=blue>Hmpphh! Who needs that boy in gre
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PrincessAurora - Computer geek, web designer, and Disney Princess Fiend. Always planning her next trip to The World.
Tigger: Martha Stewart wanna be, Mickeys evil twin, thinks Norm Abrams should use a hand tool occasionally.
(Please note all detailed food reviews are featured as separate reports after Day 8)
Before I can even start this report I have to go back a week to the previous Saturday. There I was walking along, minding my own business when a vicious rock or piece of dirt or something leapt up and made me trip. Yep, me and my bad ankles. My right foot rolled to the right, I heard a pop and that was all she wrote. I had sprained it bad and I had only ONE WEEK until I left for the Mouse.
At the advice of my previous roommate (known on my last trip report as Dot) I decided that an electric cart might have to be my transportation of choice at the World. After all I had Two, countem, TWO costumes for Halloween (MNSSHP & Pleasure Island) and could NOT wear my pretty dresses wearing a clunky brace or limping around.
So fast forward one week and I am ready to go. I am still limpy girl but Im going to the Mouse so who cares. Down two flights of stairs, still dark outside, with 4 pieces of luggage and a limpy ankle. The only thing I cant find is my Disney Credit Card. Cant find it anywhere. I dont want to miss the plane so I pack the car. My cat is looking at me with that I know you are leaving me look. I pet the cat and assure him that Dot will look in on him. He is unimpressed. Stupid cat. I miss him already.
So on to Oakland airport. It is still dark and I need cash. After I get through security, I go to the only ATM machine within limping distance. The machine seems to work however the screen doesnt. Its like gambling in Vegas. You just push buttons and hope something happens. On my third try it gave me $60. Whoo Hoo! Off to pre-board.
My gate HAS to be the one on the far end. At this point I have a shoulder bag and a hat box (having dropped off my two LARGE suitcases at the desk). I get some water and settle down to read a book. Just then I hear an ear splitting shriek. I have a flashback to the 70s. Yup, its Veruca Salt from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Daddy, I want it NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Geez kid, people in Hell want ice water its 6:30 in the morning, put a sock in it! The parents dont even pay attention as little Veruca stomps and screams. I keep thinking Daddy, I want an Oompa Loompa NOW!!
We are pre-boarding now and that dampens her jets for the moment. I get up to board when my hat box spills. Wig, crown, misc stuff and spare tampons go spilling on the ground. Well at least the DB isnt here yet. We all know how men deal with that, isnt that right Delswife?
So I scoop up everything and head for the plane. I get settled by a window and guess who is in front of me? Yup, Veruca Salt! Now she is whining because she wants her Cinderella doll NOW!! Daddy explains that she cant have it until they take off. She is screaming, crying I WANT IT NOW!! At this time the flight attendant steps up and tells her Young Lady there is NO crying on this plane. That is the rule. And she shuts up. Its great. Nary a peep from her the rest of the way. I love Southwest.
Now I have a change of planes in Nashville where I am met by Tigger who flew in from LA. I am now starving and need some food. I rate airports by the kind of food they have. Nashville is only fair. The worst is Kansas City. The best is San Jose. Anyway we go to this bar that has sandwiches but they only have strange bread. OK, its an herb bread but no regular white bread or wheat bread or an onion roll or sourdough. EVERYTHING on weird bread. I cant deal with weird bread in Nashville so I have a hot dog. I mean how can you mess up lips and spare parts? I eat in relative silence only piping up once and awhile to remark that the place reeks. Its the smoke. We dont smoke in restaurants in CA. I am also pissy because I forgot some important costume supplies at home and have just realized that I am in no position to do anything about it.
Back on the plane to Orlando. We arrive without incident (Veruca Salt had left) and we are off to baggage claim and THE WORLD. I stayed with Your Ride for towncar service and had no complaints at all. Thom picked us up. He was prompt, funny, the car was clean and the service was great. I would use them again. No problems at all.
We got to the Lodge a tad early (6:45) and checked in. Cast Member Christie was wonderful and knew all about the DIS board. I just love it when she said Welcome Home. We got the exact room I requested with my Woods view. Otter pond, room 5032. It is THE BEST room! Not only does it overlook the otter pond but you can look through a hole in the trees and see the castle perfectly. FAB! I saw a duck but no otters as of yet.
We unpacked, changed clothes and went downstairs for dinner at Artist Pointe. As always it was wonderful. Still #2 overall. I will have details later in my food report after the Trip Report is done.
Did I mention that I am also in escrow for my first house? Well, I am and am set to close a few days after I return. I told my realtor and lender that I didnt want to be disturbed unless it was important. Considering the other things I forgot at home, I started worrying about the 900 square foot bungalow that has a rotted back porch, rotted front porch, needs a new driveway, a new foundation, drainage, new windows as 5 panes are broken and the wooden frames are rotted. The hardwood floor needs to be refinished, the kitchen is tiny and an ugly mess, I have to put in a new floor, new stove and fridge, the bathroom needs to be re-done. Did I mention that this is 1 bedroom/1 bath 900 square feet?
Anyone that doesnt live in Northern or Southern California or NY City or Virginia would have a heart attack at the cost of this fixer. I know I do and this is a good deal in a good neighborhood. I try not to think about it. After all, Im in The World.
We got our swimsuits on and went down to the pool. We were in time to see the Electric Water Parade from the boat launch dock. We watched that and then went to the Jacuzzi over by the Villas. It is less crowded than the two by the pool and I was still in a limpy place.
Hot water is sooooo relaxing and feels sooo good on the sore foot. We talked to the nice retired couple and then got out at 10 (according to their rules because we are good Mouseketeers) and poured our sorry butts into bed. Last thing I did was set the wake up call for 7am. I needed to hear the Mouse wake me up!
PrincessAurora - Computer geek, web designer, and Disney Princess Fiend. Always planning her next trip to The World.
Tigger: Martha Stewart wanna be, Mickeys evil twin, thinks Norm Abrams should use a hand tool occasionally.
(Please note all detailed food reviews are featured as separate reports after Day 8)
Before I can even start this report I have to go back a week to the previous Saturday. There I was walking along, minding my own business when a vicious rock or piece of dirt or something leapt up and made me trip. Yep, me and my bad ankles. My right foot rolled to the right, I heard a pop and that was all she wrote. I had sprained it bad and I had only ONE WEEK until I left for the Mouse.
At the advice of my previous roommate (known on my last trip report as Dot) I decided that an electric cart might have to be my transportation of choice at the World. After all I had Two, countem, TWO costumes for Halloween (MNSSHP & Pleasure Island) and could NOT wear my pretty dresses wearing a clunky brace or limping around.
So fast forward one week and I am ready to go. I am still limpy girl but Im going to the Mouse so who cares. Down two flights of stairs, still dark outside, with 4 pieces of luggage and a limpy ankle. The only thing I cant find is my Disney Credit Card. Cant find it anywhere. I dont want to miss the plane so I pack the car. My cat is looking at me with that I know you are leaving me look. I pet the cat and assure him that Dot will look in on him. He is unimpressed. Stupid cat. I miss him already.
So on to Oakland airport. It is still dark and I need cash. After I get through security, I go to the only ATM machine within limping distance. The machine seems to work however the screen doesnt. Its like gambling in Vegas. You just push buttons and hope something happens. On my third try it gave me $60. Whoo Hoo! Off to pre-board.
My gate HAS to be the one on the far end. At this point I have a shoulder bag and a hat box (having dropped off my two LARGE suitcases at the desk). I get some water and settle down to read a book. Just then I hear an ear splitting shriek. I have a flashback to the 70s. Yup, its Veruca Salt from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Daddy, I want it NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Geez kid, people in Hell want ice water its 6:30 in the morning, put a sock in it! The parents dont even pay attention as little Veruca stomps and screams. I keep thinking Daddy, I want an Oompa Loompa NOW!!
We are pre-boarding now and that dampens her jets for the moment. I get up to board when my hat box spills. Wig, crown, misc stuff and spare tampons go spilling on the ground. Well at least the DB isnt here yet. We all know how men deal with that, isnt that right Delswife?
So I scoop up everything and head for the plane. I get settled by a window and guess who is in front of me? Yup, Veruca Salt! Now she is whining because she wants her Cinderella doll NOW!! Daddy explains that she cant have it until they take off. She is screaming, crying I WANT IT NOW!! At this time the flight attendant steps up and tells her Young Lady there is NO crying on this plane. That is the rule. And she shuts up. Its great. Nary a peep from her the rest of the way. I love Southwest.
Now I have a change of planes in Nashville where I am met by Tigger who flew in from LA. I am now starving and need some food. I rate airports by the kind of food they have. Nashville is only fair. The worst is Kansas City. The best is San Jose. Anyway we go to this bar that has sandwiches but they only have strange bread. OK, its an herb bread but no regular white bread or wheat bread or an onion roll or sourdough. EVERYTHING on weird bread. I cant deal with weird bread in Nashville so I have a hot dog. I mean how can you mess up lips and spare parts? I eat in relative silence only piping up once and awhile to remark that the place reeks. Its the smoke. We dont smoke in restaurants in CA. I am also pissy because I forgot some important costume supplies at home and have just realized that I am in no position to do anything about it.
Back on the plane to Orlando. We arrive without incident (Veruca Salt had left) and we are off to baggage claim and THE WORLD. I stayed with Your Ride for towncar service and had no complaints at all. Thom picked us up. He was prompt, funny, the car was clean and the service was great. I would use them again. No problems at all.
We got to the Lodge a tad early (6:45) and checked in. Cast Member Christie was wonderful and knew all about the DIS board. I just love it when she said Welcome Home. We got the exact room I requested with my Woods view. Otter pond, room 5032. It is THE BEST room! Not only does it overlook the otter pond but you can look through a hole in the trees and see the castle perfectly. FAB! I saw a duck but no otters as of yet.
We unpacked, changed clothes and went downstairs for dinner at Artist Pointe. As always it was wonderful. Still #2 overall. I will have details later in my food report after the Trip Report is done.
Did I mention that I am also in escrow for my first house? Well, I am and am set to close a few days after I return. I told my realtor and lender that I didnt want to be disturbed unless it was important. Considering the other things I forgot at home, I started worrying about the 900 square foot bungalow that has a rotted back porch, rotted front porch, needs a new driveway, a new foundation, drainage, new windows as 5 panes are broken and the wooden frames are rotted. The hardwood floor needs to be refinished, the kitchen is tiny and an ugly mess, I have to put in a new floor, new stove and fridge, the bathroom needs to be re-done. Did I mention that this is 1 bedroom/1 bath 900 square feet?
Anyone that doesnt live in Northern or Southern California or NY City or Virginia would have a heart attack at the cost of this fixer. I know I do and this is a good deal in a good neighborhood. I try not to think about it. After all, Im in The World.
We got our swimsuits on and went down to the pool. We were in time to see the Electric Water Parade from the boat launch dock. We watched that and then went to the Jacuzzi over by the Villas. It is less crowded than the two by the pool and I was still in a limpy place.
Hot water is sooooo relaxing and feels sooo good on the sore foot. We talked to the nice retired couple and then got out at 10 (according to their rules because we are good Mouseketeers) and poured our sorry butts into bed. Last thing I did was set the wake up call for 7am. I needed to hear the Mouse wake me up!
