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10-26-03 (Part 2) DANGER! DANGER WILL ROBINSON! <Animal Kingdom>
I wake up at 7:20am and realize that Mickey has not called to wake me up! That Rat! I set the call for 7am and nothing! I now realize by a nice note slipped under the door that the time has changed and it is really 6:20am. OK, Mickey is forgiven I am a dork.
Tigger is now awake and groaning when I tell him that its really 6:20 instead of 7:20. I told him pointedly If I was Commando Nikki, Id have a whistle! to which he replies not for long as he rolls over for more sleep. Delswife has now permanently entered our vacation. Little does she know that bits of her crews experience have now become legend. But more of that later LOTS more.
I want to take a shower or go down to Roaring Forks to get coffee for my lovin man but I cant. Mickey is due to call in 5 minutes and I cant miss it. I just make notes in my trip journal and sniffle over the things I forgot. Lets see .. moleskin, drink lanyard to yoke Pal Mickey with, wire for my Sleeping Beauty costume (youll see later), lace gloves for my Kate costume from Tombstone and my Disney credit card (its still mocking me). I go out on the balcony and look around. OTTERS!!! Well, one otter. But its an Otter! Hes soooooooooo cute swimming around! I wake up Doc with my squealing and make him drag his sorry butt over to look at the otter.
WHERE is the Mouse?! I know, a watched Mouse never boils or rings or something but this is starting to make me mental. THERE! RING! RING! Its the Mouse! Time to start our day! I run out for coffee, then realize I better run back in my room for clothes. Once clad, I can go down to Roaring Forks to fetch coffee. I dont think Wilderness Lodge would think much of public nudity (little did I know Wait for it its coming later). Anyway, with Doc fueled with liquid caffeine and my shower done Im now trying to coordinate my Mickey/leopard print Animal Kingdom ensemble. But wait! I cant find my brassiere. I cant go anywhere without my Mousekehooters! After some digging I find my female attribute enhancement device and am ready to start my day!
Off we go to the bus stop, dodging keyed up kids fueled by excitement and too much sugar. Now remember, I am still limpy and have a bit of a slog from the elevators past Roaring Forks, though the lobby to the buses but I dont care. I am HOME and the rest is just stuff to be endured. However, first things first. I have to buy a Pal Mickey. I go into the mercantile and score one. The gal gives me the directions and I lament again forgetting my drink lanyard. Tigger doesnt get it. I told him that people on the DIS Boards said that the clip doesnt work really well and this is better. He told me to get the talking rat and get on the bus.
I told him all about ChipnDaleExpress over on the Transportation Board. We looked and looked all week but never saw him. Sniff. But we tried! Off to Animal Kingdom. Taking Dots advice I decided to rent an electric cart to haul my limpy butt around in. Its $40 (with $10 returned when you return the cart). Its amazing I got the deposit back considering .. well, youll find out soon enough.
Pal Mickey has now turned into a regular chatterbox. Because I am now on the cart, Tigger is carrying the mouse, letting me hear him when he has something interesting to say. The tidbits are interesting and the jokes are pretty awful but I dont care. Its Mickey.
Now let me say that I have gained a new appreciation for people that are physically challenged and have to use these motorized carts every day. Its not as easy as it looks. Here are some things that all able bodied people should keep in mind.
First GET OUT OF THE WAY!!!! Those things do not stop on a dime (as Tiggers toes can attest to, I ran over them at least twice.) I didnt mean to but you can not see if someone has their feet under your wheels.
Second GET OUT OF THE WAY! Oh, did I just say that? Well, it bears repeating. I can not tell you the kids and adults that cut in front of me, mostly out of total obliviousness. I nearly ran over 10 kids at last count and a few adults. Its annoying to have people look at you like its your fault! Hey buddy, if I could walk I would GLADLY trade you! I was so stunned by some of the looks I couldnt even manage a Love you, mean it.
Third Be aware and considerate when looking at exhibits. People in carts cant see over your head or get as close to the windows as you can. When you have looked and see someone with a cart or wheelchair, make some room for them. They would like to see too. I would like to get some naked mole rat action but people kept standing right in front of my cart. HEY! You make a better door than a window!
Fourth My cart is NOT a ride. Meaning, dont put your kids on it. Its like someone coming up to you and putting their kid on your shoulders with no warning whatsoever. Its an invasion of personal space and its rude.
Fifth Turning radius. Now Disney has made most lines accessible to carts and wheelchairs. Sorry, no more going to the front of the line. The carts and wheelchairs can go with you. However those electric carts have a wide turning radius and this means that you have to back up to make some turns. This can result in more smooshed toes if people arent careful. After I nearly ran one kid down because he jumped in front of my cart, he gave me a wide berth. Just be aware.
It would have been better if Tigger wasnt yelling Danger! Danger Will Robinson! every time I nearly took down another kid.
We decided to go straight to Harambi and ride the Safari. Its not the same when you cant run/walk over there. Little kids can move faster than me. I found out that they corral all the wheelchair/special assistance people together so we have our own car. I guess they figure they can use us as bait. If the poachers get us, we wont be able to run off.
There were a good selection of animals out which was nice. After the safari, we went to look at the Gorillas. This is always a fun place for me. Watching the all male troop is always entertaining. (one of the gorillas had this pink blanket on his shoulders like a shawl). People were teasing him which I thought was kinda mean. I think that a man can wear a shawl just like a woman can if he wants to.
Next we caught the train to Rafikis Planet Watch. I had never done this before, especially with a cart. Having me back into this train was a chore. Hope it was entertaining to everyone that got to watch.
This has a large building that houses their veterinarian areas and some educational exhibits. They have this one room that is covered in butterflies. It was really cool but its be afraid I would squish one by accident.
Note: there are these dark little rooms where you can even get a cart in and do something. There were headphones hanging from the wall. I have no idea what they were for because I thought it would be a great place to make-out. However, I was increasingly paranoid that Disney cast members were watching us with night vision cameras and I was still on the cart and I think I ran over Tiggers toes again and then he accidentally hit himself in the family jewels on part of the cart. OK, make-out idea bad.
Little was I to know that WAY more in the way of public indecency was about to unfold.
I wake up at 7:20am and realize that Mickey has not called to wake me up! That Rat! I set the call for 7am and nothing! I now realize by a nice note slipped under the door that the time has changed and it is really 6:20am. OK, Mickey is forgiven I am a dork.
Tigger is now awake and groaning when I tell him that its really 6:20 instead of 7:20. I told him pointedly If I was Commando Nikki, Id have a whistle! to which he replies not for long as he rolls over for more sleep. Delswife has now permanently entered our vacation. Little does she know that bits of her crews experience have now become legend. But more of that later LOTS more.
I want to take a shower or go down to Roaring Forks to get coffee for my lovin man but I cant. Mickey is due to call in 5 minutes and I cant miss it. I just make notes in my trip journal and sniffle over the things I forgot. Lets see .. moleskin, drink lanyard to yoke Pal Mickey with, wire for my Sleeping Beauty costume (youll see later), lace gloves for my Kate costume from Tombstone and my Disney credit card (its still mocking me). I go out on the balcony and look around. OTTERS!!! Well, one otter. But its an Otter! Hes soooooooooo cute swimming around! I wake up Doc with my squealing and make him drag his sorry butt over to look at the otter.
WHERE is the Mouse?! I know, a watched Mouse never boils or rings or something but this is starting to make me mental. THERE! RING! RING! Its the Mouse! Time to start our day! I run out for coffee, then realize I better run back in my room for clothes. Once clad, I can go down to Roaring Forks to fetch coffee. I dont think Wilderness Lodge would think much of public nudity (little did I know Wait for it its coming later). Anyway, with Doc fueled with liquid caffeine and my shower done Im now trying to coordinate my Mickey/leopard print Animal Kingdom ensemble. But wait! I cant find my brassiere. I cant go anywhere without my Mousekehooters! After some digging I find my female attribute enhancement device and am ready to start my day!
Off we go to the bus stop, dodging keyed up kids fueled by excitement and too much sugar. Now remember, I am still limpy and have a bit of a slog from the elevators past Roaring Forks, though the lobby to the buses but I dont care. I am HOME and the rest is just stuff to be endured. However, first things first. I have to buy a Pal Mickey. I go into the mercantile and score one. The gal gives me the directions and I lament again forgetting my drink lanyard. Tigger doesnt get it. I told him that people on the DIS Boards said that the clip doesnt work really well and this is better. He told me to get the talking rat and get on the bus.
I told him all about ChipnDaleExpress over on the Transportation Board. We looked and looked all week but never saw him. Sniff. But we tried! Off to Animal Kingdom. Taking Dots advice I decided to rent an electric cart to haul my limpy butt around in. Its $40 (with $10 returned when you return the cart). Its amazing I got the deposit back considering .. well, youll find out soon enough.
Pal Mickey has now turned into a regular chatterbox. Because I am now on the cart, Tigger is carrying the mouse, letting me hear him when he has something interesting to say. The tidbits are interesting and the jokes are pretty awful but I dont care. Its Mickey.
Now let me say that I have gained a new appreciation for people that are physically challenged and have to use these motorized carts every day. Its not as easy as it looks. Here are some things that all able bodied people should keep in mind.
First GET OUT OF THE WAY!!!! Those things do not stop on a dime (as Tiggers toes can attest to, I ran over them at least twice.) I didnt mean to but you can not see if someone has their feet under your wheels.
Second GET OUT OF THE WAY! Oh, did I just say that? Well, it bears repeating. I can not tell you the kids and adults that cut in front of me, mostly out of total obliviousness. I nearly ran over 10 kids at last count and a few adults. Its annoying to have people look at you like its your fault! Hey buddy, if I could walk I would GLADLY trade you! I was so stunned by some of the looks I couldnt even manage a Love you, mean it.
Third Be aware and considerate when looking at exhibits. People in carts cant see over your head or get as close to the windows as you can. When you have looked and see someone with a cart or wheelchair, make some room for them. They would like to see too. I would like to get some naked mole rat action but people kept standing right in front of my cart. HEY! You make a better door than a window!
Fourth My cart is NOT a ride. Meaning, dont put your kids on it. Its like someone coming up to you and putting their kid on your shoulders with no warning whatsoever. Its an invasion of personal space and its rude.
Fifth Turning radius. Now Disney has made most lines accessible to carts and wheelchairs. Sorry, no more going to the front of the line. The carts and wheelchairs can go with you. However those electric carts have a wide turning radius and this means that you have to back up to make some turns. This can result in more smooshed toes if people arent careful. After I nearly ran one kid down because he jumped in front of my cart, he gave me a wide berth. Just be aware.
It would have been better if Tigger wasnt yelling Danger! Danger Will Robinson! every time I nearly took down another kid.
We decided to go straight to Harambi and ride the Safari. Its not the same when you cant run/walk over there. Little kids can move faster than me. I found out that they corral all the wheelchair/special assistance people together so we have our own car. I guess they figure they can use us as bait. If the poachers get us, we wont be able to run off.
There were a good selection of animals out which was nice. After the safari, we went to look at the Gorillas. This is always a fun place for me. Watching the all male troop is always entertaining. (one of the gorillas had this pink blanket on his shoulders like a shawl). People were teasing him which I thought was kinda mean. I think that a man can wear a shawl just like a woman can if he wants to.
Next we caught the train to Rafikis Planet Watch. I had never done this before, especially with a cart. Having me back into this train was a chore. Hope it was entertaining to everyone that got to watch.
This has a large building that houses their veterinarian areas and some educational exhibits. They have this one room that is covered in butterflies. It was really cool but its be afraid I would squish one by accident.
Note: there are these dark little rooms where you can even get a cart in and do something. There were headphones hanging from the wall. I have no idea what they were for because I thought it would be a great place to make-out. However, I was increasingly paranoid that Disney cast members were watching us with night vision cameras and I was still on the cart and I think I ran over Tiggers toes again and then he accidentally hit himself in the family jewels on part of the cart. OK, make-out idea bad.
Little was I to know that WAY more in the way of public indecency was about to unfold.
