sleepydog25
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Dum, dum, dumdum, dum, dum. . .Hello, Sleepydog25. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to drive 11 hours to Disney World, find all the fun you can, and report back to the IMF with what you experienced. Then, and only then, can we determine if there is such a thing as. . .
pixie dust. As always, should you or any of your team be compromised, we will disavow any knowledge of your existence. Good luck, Sleepy. This message will self-destruct in--well, it won't self-destruct, but pretend it will in 5 seconds. . . . . . . . . .phtttttttttttt Well, there it was: our assignment. I quickly assembled my team of crack operatives. Doc, codename, well, Doc. And the Kid, codename, Princess. Me? I'm Sleepydog, and this is our story.
Day 1: Yes, it was a long, long, long. . .long drive from our secret hideout in the mountains of Virginia. We timed our arrival to allow us to scope out Animal Kingdom for half a day. Once I was sure there were no CHAOS agents following us, we checked in at VWL around 1015. Ha! We were treated like royalty: "Yes, sir, your dedicated 2BR is waiting. Room 3552." We looked like the typical family strolling through the grand lobby, but our eagle eyes were scanning the scene for hidden cameras and signs of that dastardly villain known as MM.
Sure enough, we knew trouble was afoot as soon as we entered the suite. On our bed was a sign that we were being watched. Who knew that CHAOS agents could make a towel into the image of (gasp!). . .MM.
We would have to be very careful. By 1130, we were trundled onto a bus for the ride to AK. For the record, if you have a vehicle at your disposal, AK is definitely worth the drive since, otherwise, you stop at two locations along the route: the Grand Floridian and Blizzard Beach. Too many opportunities for the forces of evil to watch your every move in my opinion.
AK was hot. It was humid. It was crowded. And did I mention it was hot? But, we came prepared with bottled water and a backpack full of goodies. Where would the nefarious CHAOS agents be lurking, we wondered? Princess piped up: "A Bug's Life!" Riiiggghhttt. Good thinking. Not only did we try that attraction, but we also investigated Pocahontas (her friends were NOT very cooperative), FOTLK (I'm sure there were hidden cameras in those talking animals), and Kilimanjaro Safaris. Oddly, there seemed to be some strange power that kept allowing us to get to these venues just in the nick of time with only moderate waits for each. Could this be the pixie dust the tape had talked about? Only time would tell.
Try as we might, however, we couldn't detect its power on either the Kali River Rapids or Expedition Everest. The lines for these "chaotic" rides were over an hour long and the FP system was no longer spewing out times for these as the park would close before the next available time came up. Thus, our initial sign of the elusive pixie dust was undetermined. Sure, we had gotten into our room quickly and had hit three major attractions at AK, but two others were closed out to us. Still, Doc and I no longer had to suffer through the indignity of Tarzan Rocks as it had closed its doors. Princess wasn't pleased, though: "CHAOS strikes again," she muttered.
Our bus wait to return to VWL was again short, but as on the arriving bus, we stopped twice on the way back. Not a bad thing, but if you are in a hurry, it could cause some headaches. Once back in the room, we opted for dinner from Roaring Forks. Even super secret agents need nourishment. RF didn't let us down. It has been nicely remodeled and offers new sandwiches. (Check out my alter ego's reviews in the Dining Section of this board entitled: Come and Get It!) They even have small bottles of wine for purchase--not great fermented character but palatable.
On my way back to the room, I was intrigued by the tracks of animals that had been made in the sidewalks. What denizen of danger had shrunken a moose to the size of a dog?! Who was responsible for such eeveel?
It was clear that Doc, Princess, and I would have to be very, very observant over the next few days. After eating our scrumptious sandwiches, we settled in for the night, certain that tomorrow would bring an adventurous day.
Tune in later for the lowdown on Disney-MGM Studios. MM seemed to be everywhere. . .
Day 1: Yes, it was a long, long, long. . .long drive from our secret hideout in the mountains of Virginia. We timed our arrival to allow us to scope out Animal Kingdom for half a day. Once I was sure there were no CHAOS agents following us, we checked in at VWL around 1015. Ha! We were treated like royalty: "Yes, sir, your dedicated 2BR is waiting. Room 3552." We looked like the typical family strolling through the grand lobby, but our eagle eyes were scanning the scene for hidden cameras and signs of that dastardly villain known as MM.
Sure enough, we knew trouble was afoot as soon as we entered the suite. On our bed was a sign that we were being watched. Who knew that CHAOS agents could make a towel into the image of (gasp!). . .MM.
AK was hot. It was humid. It was crowded. And did I mention it was hot? But, we came prepared with bottled water and a backpack full of goodies. Where would the nefarious CHAOS agents be lurking, we wondered? Princess piped up: "A Bug's Life!" Riiiggghhttt. Good thinking. Not only did we try that attraction, but we also investigated Pocahontas (her friends were NOT very cooperative), FOTLK (I'm sure there were hidden cameras in those talking animals), and Kilimanjaro Safaris. Oddly, there seemed to be some strange power that kept allowing us to get to these venues just in the nick of time with only moderate waits for each. Could this be the pixie dust the tape had talked about? Only time would tell.
Try as we might, however, we couldn't detect its power on either the Kali River Rapids or Expedition Everest. The lines for these "chaotic" rides were over an hour long and the FP system was no longer spewing out times for these as the park would close before the next available time came up. Thus, our initial sign of the elusive pixie dust was undetermined. Sure, we had gotten into our room quickly and had hit three major attractions at AK, but two others were closed out to us. Still, Doc and I no longer had to suffer through the indignity of Tarzan Rocks as it had closed its doors. Princess wasn't pleased, though: "CHAOS strikes again," she muttered.
Our bus wait to return to VWL was again short, but as on the arriving bus, we stopped twice on the way back. Not a bad thing, but if you are in a hurry, it could cause some headaches. Once back in the room, we opted for dinner from Roaring Forks. Even super secret agents need nourishment. RF didn't let us down. It has been nicely remodeled and offers new sandwiches. (Check out my alter ego's reviews in the Dining Section of this board entitled: Come and Get It!) They even have small bottles of wine for purchase--not great fermented character but palatable.
On my way back to the room, I was intrigued by the tracks of animals that had been made in the sidewalks. What denizen of danger had shrunken a moose to the size of a dog?! Who was responsible for such eeveel?
Tune in later for the lowdown on Disney-MGM Studios. MM seemed to be everywhere. . .
