soupy11
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Soupys Tale Part Six October 13th, 2004
"Vomitcomet"
Cast
Me Soupy (32 year old married guy with no kids, the planner)
Wife Lysa (34 year old married chick, the clumsy one, precious)
Mom Sherry (My mom, widow, the trooper *64 years of age)
Wednesday morning came much too fast and we had to drag ourselves out of the comfy confines of our beds. I made the long lonely trek to the deli to pick up a round of horrible horrible coffee. Mom and Lysa showered and got ready for our trip to Epcot and by the time I got back with the javas they were both chomping at the bit to get on the road. I quickly showered and changed and threw on my lucky Yankee cap and we were out the door. Yankees 1 Bosox 0. The drive was uneventful and we were parked and on the tram in record time. What a BORING parking lot at Epcot. I missed the discipline and organization of the MGM lot. Those little green men run a tight ship. Epcot was all journey this and amazing that. BLAH.
Our first stop of the day was a jaunt through Ellens Energy. This was a great test for me as normally I find Ellen to be my personal Kryptonite. Whenever I normally hear her voice I usually end up in a fetal position clawing at my eyes and ears. Man I was so surprised to find myself enjoying the show. I really dug it. After this I grabbed us some Fastpasses for Test Track and we grabbed a spot in line for Honey I Shrunk the Audience. My mom flipped out in response to the rat attack. She had her legs snug up to her chest for the remainder of that show. Big baby.
With our fastpasses in hand we made our way back over to Test Track and tried it out. It broke down. We were stuck inside for at least 10 minutes. It was sweltering and very uncomfortable. Hated this ride. When we pulled in to disembark the castmember gave us the option to ride again. We had no strong desire to sit any longer so we passed. I h ave given it a lot of thought and I just cant understand what people see in this ride. We drove faster on the way into the park that morning then we did on the ride itself. Very ho-hum.
What wasnt ho-hum was Mission :Space. We immediately jumped over to the line and waited eagerley for our flight. Once we made it into the briefing room, more technical difficulties creeped up. We were forced to move to another briefing room and wait until they could iron things out. I passed the time by trying to psche out my wife.
Oh man I hope I dont vomit on you in here, that would be really embarrasing, especially after all that milk I drank, yuckkkkkkkkk, you know how milk smells after its digested, gack. Or imagine if that guy, I pointed out a fellow astronaut, erupted all over the controls, you better keep your sunglasses on, it will help keep the spew out of your eyes.
I glanced nervously at my mom and gave her a wink. Lysa was out. She took the chicken exit. There was never any doubt that she wouldnt chicken out. She has trouble with motion simulators and nauseau so I was doing her a favour. Mom and I got our boarding instructions and before we knew it we were strapped in and counting down our takeoff. Our pilot ended up ignoring commands from Houston and we ended up crashing into the surface of Mars. Luckily we all escaped with our lives and our stomach contents intact.
After Mission: Space we took a stroll over to the World Showcase and headed clockwise starting at Mexico. I find the Mexican pavilion to be completely charming and I usually end up sitting and staring at the pyramid as the boats go by. Lysa and mom checked out the wares and took some respite from the sun and heat. Afterwards we all jumped on the River of Time and rode it around three times. The castmembers just waved us through. No lines at all. Once we got back from our trip thru 1980s Mexico we all bid a fond farewell and headed up the road for the next pavillion.
We raced through the remaining countries exploring here and there and before we knew it we stumbled into our home country. Canada and Beavertails. We grabbed a maple/chocolate one and chatted to the girl serving us. She ended up being from BC and was on an exchange program. She said that she was living near or on property and was having the time of her life. We told her that we were jealous of her and we got on our way. One last stop at Living Seas and we were pooped. We all jumped in the truck and headed for home were we ordered in pizza and watched Lost. We were just exhausted so we fell asleep before 10.
"Vomitcomet"
Cast
Me Soupy (32 year old married guy with no kids, the planner)
Wife Lysa (34 year old married chick, the clumsy one, precious)
Mom Sherry (My mom, widow, the trooper *64 years of age)
Wednesday morning came much too fast and we had to drag ourselves out of the comfy confines of our beds. I made the long lonely trek to the deli to pick up a round of horrible horrible coffee. Mom and Lysa showered and got ready for our trip to Epcot and by the time I got back with the javas they were both chomping at the bit to get on the road. I quickly showered and changed and threw on my lucky Yankee cap and we were out the door. Yankees 1 Bosox 0. The drive was uneventful and we were parked and on the tram in record time. What a BORING parking lot at Epcot. I missed the discipline and organization of the MGM lot. Those little green men run a tight ship. Epcot was all journey this and amazing that. BLAH.
Our first stop of the day was a jaunt through Ellens Energy. This was a great test for me as normally I find Ellen to be my personal Kryptonite. Whenever I normally hear her voice I usually end up in a fetal position clawing at my eyes and ears. Man I was so surprised to find myself enjoying the show. I really dug it. After this I grabbed us some Fastpasses for Test Track and we grabbed a spot in line for Honey I Shrunk the Audience. My mom flipped out in response to the rat attack. She had her legs snug up to her chest for the remainder of that show. Big baby.
With our fastpasses in hand we made our way back over to Test Track and tried it out. It broke down. We were stuck inside for at least 10 minutes. It was sweltering and very uncomfortable. Hated this ride. When we pulled in to disembark the castmember gave us the option to ride again. We had no strong desire to sit any longer so we passed. I h ave given it a lot of thought and I just cant understand what people see in this ride. We drove faster on the way into the park that morning then we did on the ride itself. Very ho-hum.
What wasnt ho-hum was Mission :Space. We immediately jumped over to the line and waited eagerley for our flight. Once we made it into the briefing room, more technical difficulties creeped up. We were forced to move to another briefing room and wait until they could iron things out. I passed the time by trying to psche out my wife.
Oh man I hope I dont vomit on you in here, that would be really embarrasing, especially after all that milk I drank, yuckkkkkkkkk, you know how milk smells after its digested, gack. Or imagine if that guy, I pointed out a fellow astronaut, erupted all over the controls, you better keep your sunglasses on, it will help keep the spew out of your eyes.
I glanced nervously at my mom and gave her a wink. Lysa was out. She took the chicken exit. There was never any doubt that she wouldnt chicken out. She has trouble with motion simulators and nauseau so I was doing her a favour. Mom and I got our boarding instructions and before we knew it we were strapped in and counting down our takeoff. Our pilot ended up ignoring commands from Houston and we ended up crashing into the surface of Mars. Luckily we all escaped with our lives and our stomach contents intact.
After Mission: Space we took a stroll over to the World Showcase and headed clockwise starting at Mexico. I find the Mexican pavilion to be completely charming and I usually end up sitting and staring at the pyramid as the boats go by. Lysa and mom checked out the wares and took some respite from the sun and heat. Afterwards we all jumped on the River of Time and rode it around three times. The castmembers just waved us through. No lines at all. Once we got back from our trip thru 1980s Mexico we all bid a fond farewell and headed up the road for the next pavillion.
We raced through the remaining countries exploring here and there and before we knew it we stumbled into our home country. Canada and Beavertails. We grabbed a maple/chocolate one and chatted to the girl serving us. She ended up being from BC and was on an exchange program. She said that she was living near or on property and was having the time of her life. We told her that we were jealous of her and we got on our way. One last stop at Living Seas and we were pooped. We all jumped in the truck and headed for home were we ordered in pizza and watched Lost. We were just exhausted so we fell asleep before 10.
