Sunday, June 18, Part 3
You know all those silly cliché questions that get asked at job interviews? How would you describe yourself in one sentence? What are your favorite hobbies? What is your best strength? What is your weakness? Well, the answers to those last two questions for me are easy: my best strength is persistence and my weakness is the flipside of the coin, stubbornness.
But even I know when to call it quits. And we had reached that point in our day. Oh, I didnt have any intention of leaving Epcot and abandoning Scott. But I decided todays plan wasnt working, and trying to keep up when the fatesand my childrenwere conspiring against me was just a losing battle. It was time to take the opposite approach and just go with the flow.
So I picked Amanda up off the ground and gently removed her ice cream for her t-shirt. It was still edible, so I steered the kids over to a low wall and told them to sit and finish their treats. Amandas shirt was easily cleaned off with some wet wipes and we were soon relatively back to normal.
By this time, it was 5:05 p.m. The dive guide back at Guest Relations had said that Scott and the other divers would be walking through the Living Seas in their wetsuits to head up to the aquarium surface at 5:00 p.m., so we had missed that. But they all still needed to get geared up and wouldnt actually hit the water until about 5:30 p.m. We still had plenty of time.
The kids finished their ice creams and we continued our journey over to the Living Seas. We passed the line for Turtle Talkwhich didnt really seem any longer than it had at 9:30 a.m.and headed upstairs to find a good vantage point. When we got off the escalator, we noticed a CM looking around rather confusedly (isnt it his job to help
us who look confused?), but then he visibly relaxed when he spotted my kids. Apparently,
we were why he looked so confused. He walked up to me and handed me a small sign he had been holding, a laminated sheet of paper with Happy Birthday Scott printed on it. He explained that we could hold the paper up against the window and the divers would be able to read it. It would help Scott find us easily, and the videographer in the water with the divers would be able to capture it on film.
Then the CM apologized for the delay but assured us that the group should be coming through the walkway and then up the elevator to enter the water within a few minutes. So we hadnt missed Scotts entrance after all! I felt like some of our

from yesterday was still working!
We walked over to the window near where the CM indicated the divers would descend, then turned to watch for the divers. It wasnt long before we saw them headed in a line down the hallway. The kids squealed with delight, and Scott waved to us with a big grin on his face. I find it physically impossible to smile while squeezed into a wetsuit, but he doesnt suffer from that particular malady. Most of his wetsuits seem rather loose, and this one was no exception.
It would take about 15 minutes for all of them to get their diving gear on, so I let the kids wander around the aquarium area while we waited. There were few people in that area (what do you call that round area at the end of the walkway? Is it a rotunda?) but anyone within earshot soon learned that my kids daddy was about to go diving Right THERE!
After almost 30 minutes, we finally saw a couple of fins break the surface, and the group slowly made its descent to the bottom of the tank. It took us a few minutes to figure out which one was Scotttrust me, when everyones suited up with masks on and regulators in their mouths, youre reduced to searching for freckles on the hand and old scars on the shins to determine whos whobut when we figured out who he was, the kids followed him around with delight. They had seen video of our diving before, but this was their first real experience.
We spent the next hour watching the divers as they explored the tank. Several times Scott would come up to the window and press his hands against the glass for the kids to touch. He must have been really enjoying himself, since I even got a kiss, and this was from the man who thinks holding hands in public is too much of a display!
Too soon it was over, and they were back out of the tank and down the escalator. The kids raced back down the hallway with Scott, each talking a mile a minute, until he disappeared back into the restricted area to shower and change back. Wed have another hour wait before wed meet up with him again.
My original plan had been to go back over to Innoventions. But considering how well the plan had gone earlier in the day, I decided wed just stick close to the designated meeting spot. So we spent the hour at the Living Seas, exploring the upstairs laboratory area and watching the manatees, with a couple of FPBs and an extended session at the Kidcot station thrown in for good measure.
When we did finally meet up with Scott again, he showed us everything DiveQuest had given himt-shirt, mask strap, pins, commemorative certificateand confessed that he had spent extra to get a DVD of his dive (just as Id expected hed do). He explained their two delays (the one before heading to the elevators and the second before entering the water) by saying that the CMs had been concerned over the sharks behavior earlier in the day. Apparently the resident sharks had been more aggressive than usual, following a couple of CMs who had been in the water a little bit too eagerly. They had had to wait while a second set of CMs got in the water to make sure the sharks had calmed down and were back to their usual docile selves (howd you like to have that job at DW?!

) If not, there wouldnt have been a dive that afternoon!
It was now almost 7:30 p.m. I had one more surprise for the day that nobody else knew about. But in order to get back on schedule, more slashing needed to be done. The FPs for Test Track would remain unused. The ice cream snacks the kids had eaten almost three hours ago had just become their supper (does this make me a bad mommy?). Such drastic cuts would allow us to take our time heading to the International Gateway and out to the Yacht Club Marina. For I, planner extraordinaire, had managed to secure a specialty cruise for Illuminations this evening! (Hah! A parry and a thrust, Scott!)
It was nice to be able to take our time walking through Epcot (for the very first time that day!) and we stopped a couple of times for pictures and to see a little street performance.
As we walked, I explained to Scott what we were about to do. I am, however, sad to report, that he did NOT express the amount of enthusiasm one would expect upon learning they were about to go on an Illuminations Cruise. His first question, Do I have to drive the pontoon myself? His second question, Did you have to pay for this?
Aside: Scott works for a boat company. He pilots 50 ft. yachts on a regular basis as one of the perks of his job. To him, pontoons are the nautical version of double-wides; riding in one is tolerable, but to have to drive one himself is not his idea of fun, but rather more like a burden hed be forced to bare. And to be more specific, Scott works for a boat company thats in partnership with Disney. As a result, we got free admission tickets and free use of the Raycers while staying at the resort. We could have gotten free use of the pontoons at the resorts and the Grand 1 had we wished to arrange it in advance.
So I was forced to swallow my disappointment at his lack of enthusiasm and explain to him that no, he wouldnt have to drive as there would be a captain on board, and that yes, I paid extra because these cruises were so popular we probably wouldnt have gotten it for free and even if we could have, he would have had to arrange it himself, thereby spoiling the surprise. I then emphasized the unique view of the fireworks wed get without the excessive wait beforehand and fighting the crowds afterwards. He simply shrugged his shoulders and kept walking.
As we approached the marina, I heard a small groan escape from Scotts mouth. One of the pontoons had been festively decorated with colorful helium balloons and a large

banner. He turned to me and said, Let me guess which ones our boat.
HAH and double HAH to you mister! I knew that by this point youd be tired of all the birthday attention youd gotten today. So, no, I did not order a birthday cruise and this is NOT our boat! was the reply in my head. But my audible response was, No, dear. That would have cost extra. Somebody else must be celebrating a birthday today. So with a sigh of relief from Scott and whimpers of disappointment from our kids, we signed ourselves in and met Captain Ron.
We talked to Captian Ron for a few minutes, then ran back to the Yacht Club for one more FPB. By 8:30 the kids were in their lifevests and we were pulling away from the dock. We had a nice tour of the resorts, boardwalk area and lake while Captain Ron provided us with lots of interesting trivia about the area. He timed it perfectly so that our pontoon was the last boat to slip in under the bridge just a couple of minutes before the fireworks started.
Once the boat was tied off, the kids dived into the drinks and snacks, their ice cream supper having disappeared long ago, and then Captain Ron brought out my final little surprise for the nightthe Mickey Mouse birthday cake I had ordered from the bakery for us to share.
Ill have to offer my very subjective opinion on the Illuminations cruise. Im glad we did it, but well probably never do it again. It was nice not having to deal with the crowds and getting a good vantage point for the fireworks. But Illuminations is not our favorite nighttime showit ranks third after Wishes and Fantasmic, fourth if you count SpectroMagicso it wouldnt be worth the extra money to do again. However, if youre an Illuminations fan, then I can see the appeal of this specialty cruise. Well be booking the Wishes cruise next time.
Captain Ron is a veteran guide and lovely man. As soon as the last firework had exploded in the sky, he had our pontoon backed out from under the bridge and racing back down the waterway to the Studios. His goal: catching the last few minutes of the Fantasmic show. He got us there in plenty of time to watch the fully lit paddle boat emerge from around the side of the mountain and then, just a few minutes later, we could see Sorcerer Mickey

take his place at the top of the mountain. We had not yet seen this show, so my kids didnt know what to expect, but they were thrilled to see Mickey and hear all the oohs and aahs coming from the audience. It made them eager to see the show from the stands (our plan for Tuesday) and we thanked Captain Ron for the sneak peak.
We were quickly dropped off at the Studios dock and leisurely made our way over to the bus stop. It wasnt a long wait for our bus back to the Lodge and we were all safely tucked into our beds shortly after 10:00 p.m. There may have been a few bumps along the way, but all in all it turned out to be another great day at Disney.
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Monday, June 19
You Will Get Wet on This Ride