Initial sketchy plans.
Wed - Reservations for breakfast at Kona Cafe. Our plans are to cut through Epcot and take the monorail over to the Ticket Center - I think DH says we are walking from there. It's a 10:15 reservation so with Epcot opening at 9 we should be ok. AFter breakfast we plan to go to Magic Kingdom and maybe stick around for the Electrical Parade. Well, we will stick around - because he wants to get pictures of the castle all lit up, it's just a matter of whether we take time to watch the parade (I vote yes!)
Todays plans include breakfast at the Kona Café. This is the 2nd of only 2 ADRs we had scheduled
..and we skipped Biergarten the day before. So what will we do with this reservation?
We start the day with coffee and showers
..and speaking of showers, probably about this day I started to think of Glenn in the shower.

Uh
.well, not specifically of Glenn himself in his shower
.but while I was in the shower I was thinking of

...well, no that doesnt sound much better.

Lets go with this
..Glenns observation that Disney conditioner is the consistency of school paste came to mind.

The first couple days was ok because the bottle was full, but about now the conditioner was no longer within easy reach. I tried leaving the bottle upside down on the ledge thinking gravity would take over
.no such luck. So, since there is a nice little window ledge in the shower I spent the morning banging the bottle on the ledge until a little dab would give up and fall out. I considered that my exercise for the morning.

On a regular (family driving) trip we would bring our own shampoo so I really havent had to fight this battle very often. But once I declared a truce and completed getting ready it was time to go. We left Boardwalk and went to
Epcot.
The park hadnt opened officially yet but we were let in anyway. We walked through the UK and I tried calling the phone booth again (my call log says it was 8:52) Again I wasnt quik enough to get anybody to answer. But Danny noticed that he had lost me again and looked back and saw me on the phone. He immediately assumes the worst and figures something is wrong with one of the kids.

I told him to go over by the phone booths he wouldnt go all the way over but he did move a little closer to them thinking I had lost my mind probably.

I dialed the phone again. He looked over when he heard it ring
.but really, he is slow, or no fun, or something because all he did was look at it, look at me and say Are you doing that?. I said that I was, and I got that exasperated-husband look and he told me to come on.

He asked where I found the numbers then told me it would cost minutes. Considering we have hundreds of minutes leftover every month I didnt think using a couple of them to have a little fun with was such a bad thing.
We got up to where the crowds were gathered for the opening and watched the family of the day take of in a Test Track car. You will have to take my word for it because he didnt get the camera out for any of it. It was already in progress when we got there so he would have mostly gotten the backs of the people in front of us, and the tops of some heads.
The park is officially open and we are swimming upstream. While all the crowds who came in the main gate are flowing to Soarin and Test Track we are trying to go to the exit (entrance???) We did encounter a few lighthearted comments from CMs telling us we were going the wrong way, and the CM at the exit acted hurt that we were leaving already.
We headed for the monorail to the TTC and at the top of the ramp encountered a family sitting on the benches there. They werent waiting for the next monorail because they were still sitting there when it arrived, so Im not sure exactly what they were doing.
We rode to the TTA and got off and I followed DH over to the Polynesian. I had never been over there before, but the year before he had cut through on his way to the golf tourney. At first it seemed very quiet and deserted. We walked by a few of the buildings and never saw a single person. Eventually we ran into a lady with a stroller, so I started to feel a little better. It was just too quiet. When we got closer to the main building we heard music. I am wondering if the building we walked by first, if they could have been empty? Im curious how they fill their rooms if the occupancy is low instead of scattering people thoughout the whole resort if the will let a section sit empty. There was no background music at all there at first. When we started to hear music we figured out what was missing. At the Great Ceremonial House we looked around for a little bit and tried to get our bearings. We finally gave up and asked where to find the Kona Café. It was upstairs, so we had to find an elevator.
Upstairs DH first saw the Kona Island coffee and pastries and asked if that was where I had us scheduled. I think the Kona Café was just on past the coffee bar so I was able to avoid that misunderstanding and get him to where the real food was. I had scheduled us for 10:15 because we werent sure how long it would take us to get there from where we started. We got there at about 9:45. I went ahead and checked us in since the restaurant was half empty and I think he took a quick bathroom break.
We both ordered the Tonga Toast. I was surprised that he ordered that, it didnt seem like something he would like, he got tomato juice, I got cranberry juice and we both got coffee. We also both ordered bacon. I like bacon if it is very crisp not so much if it is chewy. I asked the waitress if it was typically crisp (otherwise I would have gotten sausage). She said that it could be she would just tell the cook. Ok works for me. We got our juice and coffee, looked around the restaurant, talked about what we were going to do that day, and just kind of relaxed and enjoyed our morning. Pretty soon a guy, not our waitress, came out and sat down our plates no comment about one bacon being crispy. It was ok. Not quite like I like it but that could be on the verge of being burnt for some people, so no big deal.
I love breakfast food. Probably because we dont eat many breakfasts. I would be just as happy going out for supper at an IHOP as I would be a steak house, so when I had read the menu ahead of time and saw that Tonga Toast was just one piece, plus a couple strips of bacon and a little chunk of pineapple I thought that it just wasnt going to be enough. But I had also read people saying how filling it is or that they couldnt eat the whole thing. Well, put me in the couldnt eat the whole thing category. It was very good, and very sweet but I think it was just too sweet for me that early in the morning. Danny ate all of his, but even he didnt have room for the last few bites of mine.
Breakfast was declared a winner and we will probably come back here again. I think I have given Tonga Toast its opportunity and will try something different next time.
While we were there I noticed a family sitting at a long table. They had a girl sitting with them who was probably in her late teens/early twenties. She was the youngest one there, the others were all in there 40s, 50s, 60s. I think there were maybe 8 10 people there. But the girl had some sort of delays. She would lay her head on the table, and reach for other peoples plates. The man sitting next to her, her father I assumed, seemed like he had a sixth sense about her, he could have had his head turned talking to somebody at the other end of the table, but was redirecting her hands, and setting things back upright without missing a beat. I imagine he has had many years of practice. She was not loud or disruptive in any way, they just happened to be seated behind Danny in my line of vision.
When our meal was done we signed our ticket and Danny left for another bathroom run. He had set his camera on the chair next to him which would have been across from me. I didnt see it there, I gathered up my purse and my cane and headed out, as I was walking over to my
scooter, which was parked outside the restaurant, the bus boy raised up Dannys camera bag so I could see it then brought it over and passed it over the wall, through the window, whatever the set up is. I set it down by my feet on the scooter and put all my stuff back where it goes. I saw Danny rushing back from the bathroom, he glanced over at me then headed in towards the restaurant. Darn!

I was hoping he would have forgotten until we had gotten further away. So he wouldnt bother the people in the restaurant who had already found and returned it, I waved him off and showed him the bag. This is not the first time he has gone off and left his camera hanging on the back of a chair, or sitting on an empty chair. I left behind my purse one time and get reminded of it constantly.
After browsing through the gift shops, and Danny taking another bathroom break (the last one he didnt actually get to he remembered the camera before he went in) we headed for the monorail.
This was the most crowded monorail we had been on in quite a few trips. Usually its either just us in a car, or us and one other family. The monorail from the Polynesian to Magic Kingdom was very crowded. When we arrived at MK the CM on that end was busy talking with other guests and didnt come over to put the ramp down for me to get off. I dont remember if this is one that I go off head first or back off Im thinking it was a head first one. The doors to let people in had opened and I still hadnt gotten off and there were wheelchairs wanting to board that couldnt. Finally the chatty CM

finished up and Danny got his attention and put the ramp down for me.
The ramp leaving the monorail platform divides into two sides. I went down the right side and DH went down the left. He was behind an older woman on an
ECV who wasnt doing too well with it and her elderly husband who walked beside her. I was behind a very large woman who could barely move. It looked like each step was painful. He picked the better side. But what was bad was once we got to the bottom I still couldnt get around this woman. The rest of her group were with her and it took awhile for the people behind me who were passing us to get around so I could move over far enough to get around her. Eventually we all made it