~The Man Report ~ ~ Lost Children & the Nancy Grace Inquisition ~
Any Disney guide will at some point talk about “Lost Children”. If they don’t, then you’ve mistakenly purchased a Universal guide.
The thing to remember about lost children is to remain calm and find the nearest CM who will sound the alert. One the Alert is given, the entire park will be locked down like a Bolivian penitentiary until the missing youth is found.
There are a lot of little tricks you can use when you have young kids (or handicapped children). The best one is to put your cell phone number on a piece of tape and stick it to the shirt under their left arm.
Now, If only we’d remember to do this.
After finishing our delicious meal of ribs, chicken, and then more ribs, it was time use the bathroom facilities.
LtP, never needing the “can” this trip due to the constipation one suffers from eating nothing but meat, passes so it’s just LG & I who depart in quest of toilets.
This is basically the routine now. Meat diet coupled with carb fest equals zero constipation.
LG just likes going to the bathroom.
I’m
almost always faster than she is. When I sense I’m in for “long one”, I’ll make her stay with LtP. We arrived at the bathrooms and went our separate directions. Once done, I walked outside, leaned against a wall and waited.
And waited…
…and waited…
…and waited…
I started getting very nervous as I noticed when you leave the Starlight Café’s bathroom you can exit to either direction (towards the castle or towards Space Mountain). Our table was towards SM. What if she finished quicker than usual and made the wrong choice?
I started to panic a little. I darted back and forth to either direction to see if I could spot her wandering the restaurant or back at our table with mom and MB.
Nothing! She was nowhere to be seen!
My heart started beating as if pounding its way out of my chest. Visions of lost children, park closure, Headline News & Nancy Grace grilling me on a slow news day immediately filled my head.
The perspiration on my brow increased at a steady rate as I frantically searched around the restaurant all the while keeping one eye on the women’s room door, and the other on my very suspicious & protective wife. So far, she suspected nothing.
I was about to barge into the bathroom and start screaming her name when she nonchalantly sauntered out, and in the correct direction of our table.
Luckily, she didn’t notice me among the throng so a crept behind her to make sure she made it to our table then I went back to the men’s room to compose myself.
A couple minutes later, my heart was back to normal. The perspiration had subsided to an
almost normal level, and I managed to quit shaking & panting.
I calmly walked back to our table where LG queried, “Dad, did you have to poop too”?
Uh, sure… that’s what I was doing.
With the
Lost Child Emergency abated & still suffering a little Post Traumatic Stress, “Time to go troops”, was all I could croak.
We made the slow, painful journey back to our automobile located in the vast wasteland of the Magic Kingdom parking area. You know the drill… monorail, TTC, People-Mover Tram, then walk 100 yards to our car parked at the VERY far end of the row.
All in all, it took roughly 40 minutes from the Starlight Café to the Toyota Highlander. That’s WAY too long!

Oh well, the walking helped my recovery period. Hopefully my heart hadn't suffered too much damage.
We only stopped once to take a single photo of the Mickey Topiary at the TTC.
Safe in our Highlander, we fired up the air conditioner to HIGH and drove the 20 minutes to our off-site hotel. Only three more nights and we could move into our Disney resort.

I could hardly wait!
The kids were in the mood to swim then hang around the hotel room and “veg”. By “veg”, I mean watch “Stacy” for another couple hours.
After that, it was time to clean up and change for dinner at the Portobello Yacht Club. One of our favorite restaurants. I could hardly wait!
Next Up: Terrified by Clowns
Topiary at the TTC. Not sure what kind of face MB is making?
LtP digging the nice cool water.
A shot of the hotel.
LG, always the aggressor, tries to drown her brother.
A cloud.
LG makes a buddy.
Exhausted from swimming, MB snuggles up w/ PJ's on. 