~ The Man Report ~ ~ Fun with Bricks & Disneys New Alcohol Policy ~
Im big in to meandering.
My favorite meandering locations are
Downtown Disney and the
World Showcase. However, I have been to known to meander around swimming pools also.
In todays world of hustle & bustle, its nice to just relax and not be in a hurry. A good meander is like an exclamation point to a relaxing day.
During my average workweek, Im trying to manage over 100 employees, 3300 customers, and various other commitments that we all have in our daily lives. Im flying around the country, putting on seminars, visiting with clients, and entertaining customers. I have no time to meander.
But on vacation, with cell phone off, laptop closed, Im able to remove most everything from my congested brain and focus on a good meander.
There are two key factors that enhance a good meander.
1).
No objectives. If you have absolutely zero goals or objectives during your meander, youll be twice as pleased by the outcome. Especially if youre OCD like I am. If I have objectives, they must be tackled and conquered. Theyre simply not conducive to the meander.
2).
Booze. The more pickled up you are, the more enjoyable the meander. Sometimes though, a meander can turn into a drunken stumble. Theres a fine line people.
Upon completion of my seafood feast, I decided what the family really needed was a good meander through Downtown Disney. Secretly, I was going to lead this meander right on over to Capn Jacks Margarita bodega.
Those of you counting have figured out that by this point in the day ONE Ive consumed around 250 servings of alcohol. What you have to keep in mind is that men tend to exaggerate, and while I contend that Im no ordinary man, I frequently exaggerate more than others.
Its day one and I dont want it to end. These precious vacations only happen maybe once or twice in your lifetime so youve got slow down, relax, and enjoy everything that Disney throws at you. What I plan for them to toss next is the
Ultimate Margarita.
Now, one thing you have to keep in mind as you read this installment of my trip report is that when I talk about Capn Jacks
Margarita Bar, Im
NOT talking about Capn Jacks
Restaurant. Theres a distinct difference.
The
Margarita Bar is labeled as such and is simply a kiosk with two windows located outside of the main restaurant. Whatever you do, dont confuse the two. While the margaritas at both locations are identical, the one served at the kiosk (or bodega or hut or whatever the heck its called) is just
BETTER.
How? Quit arguing. It just is!
As we meander our way out of Fultons and towards the
LegoLand store, I know two things. My kids will want to play with the display
Legos at those tables outside the store and slide down the kiddie slides located right next to em. My only issue with this is that were no longer meandering and it prolongs the quenching of thirst that only a Capn Jacks margarita is capable of. What to do?

:
At this point it dawns on me that there are TWO of us adults and that both are NOT needed to keep a watchful eye over our cubs. I sell my plan of dividing & conquering to LtP and bolt off in full
GATmode, weaving and bobbing, with only one thought in mind: margarita baby!
Am I now meandering?
No. Do I care?
No.
Im now a man on the hunt. Never step between a man and his hunt. Its a good way to get hurt.
I find myself at the Margarita Bar in minutes and place my order. Two Ultimate Margaritas please, with ice and salt.
In the old days, you could only get ONE margarita at a time per person.

As a matter fact, if you were alone while ordering alcohol ANYWHERE in Disney, you could only purchase one. Those days were a real pain in the rump. Those days are also long gone!
I chatted with the bartender about this policy change as nobody was in line behind me. He had some drawn out, lengthy explanation that I nodded numbly to while sipping LtPs margarita. Its a trick I do to ensure that I get more than her.
As Freddy the bartender continued on with his ridiculous tale of the Disney/Alcohol policy change I was glad to see a new customer approach and look bewildered at the menu tacked up on the side of the building. I used this opportunity to ditch Mr. Talks-a-lot and engage this new person in my life.
The Ultimate Margarita is the one you want. Trust me.
I got a look that would stop a charging water buffalo in its tracks.

I actually took a step back. Usually everyone is so friendly around the margarita bar. The correct combination of Sauza Tequila & Grand Marnier has that effect on a crowd. Apparently this woman was stone sober.
My face must have been a fright as she suddenly laughed and grabbed my arm. Im so sorry, she stated simply, Ive had a rough day.
We chatted a few minutes while the bartender concocted the suggested drinks for her. I made sure to avoid discussion about Disney & its Alcohol policies not wanting to get Freddy worked into a frenzy again. When it came time for her to pay I said goodbye, figuring my family had made it to the designated spot by now.
They hadnt.
I set the drinks down on the outdoor patio furniture located along the lake, and grabbed a couple more chairs to make sure we had enough. I sat down, took one last pull of LtPs margarita (any more and shed notice), kicked my feet up on the empty chair across from me and looked out to the lake and setting sun.
It was a nice few minutes. All alone with two glasses of margarita, a setting sun, and the buzz of a crowd as DtD began to get congested.
Soon enough, my herd showed up. The children were, of course, bored and had no intention of just sitting around watching nothing.
I pointed at a simple brick wall behind us for them to climb on and the next 30 minutes were ours.
Its amazing what kids find fun. Honey I shrunk the Audience is not fun, but a 4 foot brick & mortar wall is. Go figure.
About the time the kids were scaling the wall, my lady friend from the margarita kiosk came walking by and gave me the old thumbs up. I asked her if she liked the drink and she stated Oh yeah!.
I nodded my approval.

I know my booze.
As the sun began to set, MB started to turn. He doesnt like the dark. Not even a little bit. Its an issue.
I polished off the rest of my drink, got my ducks in a line behind me, and meandered our way out of DtD towards the parking lot. I was a little sad our first day was coming to a close but knew we had a lot of adventure ahead of us. Tomorrow was MK and we were ready to tear it up. All I had to do was find that spot in the fence to fish the beer through.
Next Up: The Ups & Downs of Being a Peruvian Drug Mule.
This is my favorite attraction at WDW.
Walls are fun! Er, put your dress down LG.
The Thinker
LtP grabs a quick shot of me in front of WoD.
Oh, one last thing: One of the entrances to World of Disney has Stitch overhead and he spits on you!!!!
You can see him in the background over my shoulder.