Chapter 50. We bid farwell to the MK (What if, resort life cont.)
when my parents got back to us, my dad said he was done and wanted to sit and relax with parker, so very carefully i picked him up off of candi and we transfered him to the stroller and my dad went to the restraunt (cant remember the name of it now across from pirates that was closed and not open (they said it is only seasonal, but it was the middle of the summer so not sure what there seasonal schedule was)
and he relaxed with parker while mom, candi and i headed to pirates.
it was pretty close to a walk on, we moved the whole time and only stopped to then move again a few seconds later.
took a picture of the pirates in there dead lock chess game that will never end for them.
and noticed that you could see the extra set of tunnel doors for the ride vehicles to come out of that are closed off now, at least i think i remmeber there by extra loading areas back in the day for the ride, maybe someone can help me out with that....i though there was 4 loading areas instead of the the two that they use now.
wish i took a picture.
anyway after the ride, we came across grandpa and in case you were still racking your brain as to waht restraunt i am talking about i took a picture for you.
my dad said go ahead and ride something else i sit with him, so we went to the jungle cruise sinc eit is one of my moms favorites.
here was our skipper.
now the jokes are always bad, but sometimes its how the skipper delivers them that makes it really bad, you can have a person tell bad jokes but it is still funny.
ours was on the line of of course bad jokes, but very obnoxious driver, like kinda getting upset when people were not laughing at the bad jokes and getting mad at us.

bad driver.
on the way out of the park, the little man woke up and we stopped to do some last park shopping, parker got a remot controlled train with the gang driving in it, which will come into play later.
and we stopped on the main street to get a sad picture, candi does pretty good, me not so much i always look like im holding back a smile.
so after our final sad picture it was time to head out of the MK and the parks for good this trip. But dont be sad we still have one more NONE park day left after this.
i know youthought it was over, but nope one more day.
when we got back to the camper, he was playing with his train and the attach part broke off...so now i was racking my brain with this dialoge going on.
(me to myself)
"oh great, how am i going to make this right"
"his trains broke and he is very upset"
"crap no more park days left on the ticket and i cant go back tomorrow and get another one"
"oh wait i can make it back to the MK before it closes"
"thats going to take like an hour, he will be asleep before i get back and go to bed sad"
"ahh nuts"
"well i guess i will try and make it quick"
(back to real life outside my head)
candi "why dont you go to the store and see if they have another one?"
me "huh?"
candi "the store right behind the camper"
Me "oh"
so the wife who things it through sent me on the way and i quickly go into the store and run to the toy section, VICTORY
they have one, (but it wasnt the same one) and i take it to the counter with the broken one and the reciept from the MK and tell them what happened..she said not a problem, we will return your broken one and buy back your new one. worked out good as it wsa the same price, and the one in our shop was much much better than the one in the park, stronger built and alot cooler, so he was very happy with his upgrade.
we all showered up and got ready for bed.
it was nice we could hear the MK fireworks while we fell asleep.
tomorrow is a new relaxing day and chilling before we go home.
(what if, resort life cont.)
the next few days were filled with more pool time,
going to more beaches.
yummy breakfast sandwhiches with a side of hash, and a bloody mary,
breakfast sandwich was egg, cheese, sausage patty, ham
and another daylight trip back tothe banyon tree.
a panoramic for your viewing pleasure.
uncle bubba as parker calls him joined us.
get gets stuck in the jail of the vines.
and after we take the picture we see the signs that says keep off the tree.
the tree drops some stuff out of it, and it lands on a person.
she is not to happy that i dont give her a napkin to clean it off and make her wait till i get a few more pictures.
and if you want to read hte history behind hte tree we have it here.
and at night we try some artsy sunset pictures through the trees.
that about rapped up a few days there of resort life...really stunk huh.
more to come next time on what if.