The 2 Little C's drain the bank.....

[Illuminations_Rocks]

looking forward to following along!

 

[OhMari]

Found you on page 3, looking forward to hearing how the rest of your trip went.

 

[ObsessedwiththeMouse]

Found you on page 3, looking forward to hearing how the rest of your trip went.

Page 3? We can't have that!

I am trying to load my pictures and promise to have them up soon! Thanks!

 

[nyyankeegirl]

I'll join in & try to keep you off page 3.
You are quite funny!

 

[KYCruiseCrazy]

page 3 been there done that. your TR will catch soon. i love the histroy lesson too. we just got back. when did you go? great report so far can't wait to read more.

 

[ObsessedwiththeMouse]

page 3 been there done that. your TR will catch soon. i love the histroy lesson too. we just got back. when did you go? great report so far can't wait to read more.

We went Oct. 10th-14th. No one likes me.... That's okay, I like just reliving our vacation, so I guess it doesn't matter if I'm not famous.

I'm still loading my pics, thank you for being so patient!

 

[snowwhite325]

I just found your TR and I love it! You did a wonderful job making Courtney and Collins outfits...I especially like Courtney's Snow White dress

 

[nyyankeegirl]

patiently waiting for more!

 

[ObsessedwiththeMouse]

Thank you everyone for waiting for me! I have my next installment written, just am waiting to upload photos. My scanner is being a real poop. (Can I say poop on the DIS?)

Also, this is a lame attempt to bump this off of page 3 again...

 

[kellymary]

Here's a bump to help keep you off page 3

Can not wait for your next instalment

 

[ObsessedwiththeMouse]

A pink shirt, some cranberries and bleu cheese and a french cast member...



It had been years since I’d been to the Dixie Landings, aka POR and it was just as beautiful as I remembered it. We pulled in and unloaded. The driver was nice enough not to tell us to “tuck ‘n roll”. I told my husband to take notes.

My husband was granted the suitcase train engineer and we all left to check in.

Checking in was a breeze. I stood next to my mom, she paid. How hard could that be, right?

The woman behind the desk had an accent which made it very difficult to understand what on earth she was saying. “Zat will be zee hundred dull-arz peez” Funny thing is, she wasn’t French.

She pulled out the map and I had a Zzub phrase flashback—“You’ll get the room that’s meant for you…..you’ll get the room that’s meant for you…” I let go of my room anxiety and waited for God to decide.

When she pointed to a building that was about an inch off the paper, with the main building being in the center, I knew we were in trouble. My mom looked nervously at me and I at her and we sighed. Rooms 3401 and 3402 were ours.

We went back out to the main lobby, looked around for my suitcase train engineer husband, and told him that we were just “a little bit away from the main building”. Hee hee. Of course, we were kidding and took our luggage to Bell services. Our rooms weren’t ready yet.

Since no one had eaten since yesterday, we were pretty much all starved. We are not light eaters and take our meals very seriously. Hey, we’re from Wisconsin, whaddya expect?

We basically RAN to the foodcourt, each took a tray and grabbed whatever was in sight. “Grab whatever you can, we’ll sort it out later!!”

We all met in the middle, with the exception of my husband of course. I forgot to mention that my husband is seemingly slower than the rest of my family. He was brought up differently. When I was a kid, we got up at the crack of dawn to get to the rope drop at the Magic Kingdom. He gets up at the crack of noon. My mom threw some money at my husband and said “here, pay for your tray when you’re done” and proceeded to pay for the rest of us. 5 food trays and $75 later, we all sat down and ate our first meal at Walt Disney World. For me, it consisted of a burger with a Chocolate Mickey Krispie. Not exactly Tonga Toast, but it will do.

Of course, my 2 little C’s, being children, sniffed out any and all toys within a mile radius and proceeded to the children’s area of the food court.

After checking out the pool briefly, my mom decides to call the front desk to see if our rooms were ready. She got off the phone, gave me this weird look and said “Well, YOUR room is ready”. MY room? What about hers? They’re right next to each other. Why wouldn’t hers be ready?

She looked at her watch and goes “I’ll give it 20 minutes and call again. How long can it take to clean our room?”

We proceeded to walk to OUR room, the ready room…..not to gloat or anything, though. 

Don’t ya just LOVE when you open up your room door on your first day and you walk into your room and…..(whaddya do? C’mon….you know the answer) you run and LAY down on the bed! Why do we do that? Another one of lifes’ mysteries, I guess.

Of course, everyone in my family, but ME, ran and laid down on the bed. I was the one behind them all going “Don’t ruin the bedspread. I need to take pictures. Don’t touch anything until I get at least 2 good shots of our room before it’s destroyed.” My husband, being the oh-so logical one goes “Why do you need a picture of the room? Who cares?” Silly man…..he’s obviously never written a trip report before!

So, here we are. Home sweet home…..

Here’s the view looking out….

And here’s our room before we destroyed it….

We waited about an hour for our felises to arrive at our room. Quick? No, but it sure beat watching my husband sweat as he pulled 14 suitcases by himself in 85 degree weather.

So, the big question was….what do we do now? Weeks before this trip, there were numerous discussions about “our first day”. Do we venture into the parks? Go to Downtown Disney? Go to a waterpark? Ahhh…decisions, decisions…..

Once everyone got settled into their rooms, we discussed what to do. (When I say “we” discussed, I mean my mom and I. My husband and dad stand off to the side going ‘whatever you wanna do’ and my first little C kept going ‘where’s Cinderella?’ ) Since it was already 5 pm, we decided not to waste a valuable ticket and venture into the park. We decided to go to Downtown Disney instead.

Now, the hard decision, how do we get there? Do we stand in the long lines to wait for a bus or do we hop on the boat? Again, executive decisions made by my mother and myself, we decided to take the boat.

We meandered our way to the boat launching area and waited….and waited….and waited…..At this time, my second little C was getting quite aggravated. He may be the quietest little boy I’ve ever known, but he is STILL a boy. He doesn’t take lightly to just standing in a line and waiting.

Thankfully, the boat pulled up and we loaded our bods on the vessel. The boat ride was beautiful and was probably quite enjoyable for those that didn’t have 2 little kids trying to crawl out the side of the boat. The entire ride, I had to grasp onto my second little C while telling my first in a voice that was a little bit above inside to keep her hands IN the boat at all times. Did she listen? Heck no! This is not a trip report with children that listen. Sorry to disappoint! The entire trip for her consisted of a thorough hand washing and every few seconds she would dip her hands back into the water. Eventually, my husband looked at me and went “Eh, just let her go over board. She can swim”….

After unloading our boat, the topic of conversation turned to food. (Need I remind you that we are from Wisconsin and take our food seriously?) Just picture a bunch of “pooh-sized” folks wearing wedges of cheese on their heads and that’s us.

“Where do you wanna eat? I don’t wanna eat pizza…Let’s go to Rainforest, No, I wanna go to Earl of Sandwich”….AHHH…it’s so interesting to watch a family of 7 discuss their meal options. My husband voiced his choice for Rainforest, so we decided to stroll that way. Once I saw the mass of people outside, I knew we were in trouble. There were more people outside the Rainforest Café than there were at a Ross Perot campaign party. It was that packed. My husband walked up to the podium and immediately the hostess went “90 minutes”…Yeah….move on…

So, we went to the second best choice…Earl of Sandwich. I don’t know if any of you have been there, but I had heard for months about how wonderful their sandwiches were. My mom used to work in Florida and would stop there everyday for lunch. I walked into this restaurant with high expectations.

Now, my husband and I aren’t picky eaters by any means. Give us some meat and cheese (not on top of our heads) and throw some mayo on and we’re good to go. I stood for what seemed like forever and looked at this menu with my mouth hanging open. All I remember seeing were cranberries and bleu cheese. I’m sorry but those 2 do NOT belong together on a sandwich. What would POSSESS to put those 2 together? Was the head honcho for Earl of Sandwich sitting around one day going “Hmm..I think cranberries and….and…and….bleu cheese would be good together…” YUCK!

Eventually, it was our turn to place an order and I drew a blank. There was nothing on the menu that my husband nor I would eat…except for the peanut butter and jelly on the kids menu. We did NOT come all this way for a PB&J. So, I went with the safest route and ordered an original. Yes, an original. It is a roast beef sandwich with cheese and horseradish sauce on it. I asked for 2 of those without the sauce, add mayo. The guy looked at me like I was nuts because my MOTHER just got done ordering 2 of those with EXTRA sauce.

By this time, my second little C has zonked out and had fallen asleep on my husband’s shoulder. Since he wasn’t too thrilled with the menu, he sat outside while the rest of us ate.

I bit into my Earl of Sandwich sandwich thinking that I would have to find a McDonald’s later. As I chewed and swallowed my first bite, I looked at my mom and she went “ See, I told you it was good”. It was the best darn sandwich I had ever had in my life. Who knew?

I finished, picked up my husband’s sandwich and walked outside. I plunked down next to him and started to unwrap his sandwich. I told him it was delicious and he went “You serious?” I guess the cranberries and bleu cheese threw him off too.

After everyone was done eating, we sat around in a circle and stared at each other……Now what? My mom grabbed my 2 little C’s and went “You two have fun, look around, we’ll take the kids back to the room”. I could’ve kissed that woman right then and there. She grabbed the kiddos, I grabbed my husband’s hand and we proceeded to walk through the shops.

Now, before we left on this trip, my husband was given instructions by someone he works with to pick up a pink Walt Disney World shirt. Yes, you read correctly. Pink. For a guy….I was a little surprised by this shopping quest, but shopping is shopping! My husband then let me in on the secret that the guy he works with is…..happy…with his husband. Ahh…that explained it.

After our hour of alone time and one pink Walt Disney World shirt later, we decided to head back…After all, we had parks to hit tomorrow…

 

[kellymary]

Linda,

It was worth the wait. I can not wait until your next update

Kelly

 

[ObsessedwiththeMouse]

NO MORE PAGE 3!!

 

[ObsessedwiththeMouse]

Page 4.......I guess it's time to finish my next installment!