Day 1 - Part 4
As we approached our room I said, Ill bet that James says where were you?! and true to form, as soon as we stepped through the door he said, Where were you?! We explained that we had to take care of some things with our tickets for next time, and everything had worked out well.
Then we tried to decide what to do next. I asked whether people wanted to check out the pool
or go to Downtown Disney. We planned to go to Port Orleans Riverside in the evening to see the Yeehaa Bob Jackson show, and wouldnt have time to do both before wed need to leave. It was decided that while the kids wanted to get to Downtown Disney at some point during the week, right now swimming was what they wanted to do.
While Marlene and James took turns using the bathroom area to change into their bathing suits, I noticed my headache worsening.
I bent over to take off the tags that the airline and bell services had put onto our luggage, and with the rush of blood to my head I thought that my head was going to explode.
I got a couple more Advil from Judy, and she offered to accompany the kids to the pool so I could lay down for a while.
So off they went to the pool. Well Judy, Marlene, and James anyway. Lauren stayed back to rest also. I figured that with the pace that Judy had been going for the last couple of weeks, shed be the one who would get sick or tired, or sick and tired, but no
I was the first casualty. I dont know if it was because of the travel, or too little sleep, or worrying about the ticket situation, or what, but I was hurting like no headache Ive ever had before. I really wanted to see the pool, but at that moment it was a no-go.
After resting for about an hour my head began to feel better and I got my cell phone to check the DIS. I even wrote a post for my PTR saying something to the effect that wed arrived, I was in the room with a headache while others were at the pool, and that the tickets to nowhere had a resolution (wanted to save the details for the TR). Unfortunately, the post got lost. My phone is kind of weird when accessing the internet. It has to give me a zoomed-in view, and it seems to randomly pick and choose what content it includes in the zoom. When I wrote the post my phone neglected to include the submit button, so when I zoomed-out to find it, I lost the post. So, with that I realized that I would not be making any live posts on my PTR.
With my head feeling significantly better, I decided that if I was going to see the pool before we had to leave for Port Orleans Riverside, Id better get going. Lauren decided that shed go too, so we each changed into our bathing suits. I called Judys cell phone to let her know we were coming and they were just about to leave to come back to the room. I asked her to hold on for just a few minutes until we could at least get there, and she said she would, but she warned me that it was about a 10 minute walk from where our room was. The main pool was located on the completely opposite side of the lake from the Casitas buildings.
Just as I started out, I got a strange call on my cell phone from cardmember services saying that there was a problem with my credit card and fraudulent activity may have occurred. To continue, it asked me to enter my 16-digit credit card number. Well, I may have been born at night, but I wasnt born
last night, and I knew that my credit card company shouldnt need me to enter my number if they called me, so I hung up. But the fact that I never got around to calling my credit card company to tell them I would be traveling to Florida, went through my head, and I wondered if the ticket purchases had set off a flag.
Anyway, we started booking around the lake, Lago Dorado by name, to the feature pool, which is known as The Dig Site. Along the way I, of course, had to pause for a few pictures.
The building in the middle of this picture, and extending to the left, is El Centro, which houses the lobby, gift shop, and restaurants.
Our destination lies across these waters.
A look back at the Casitas buildings.
Ah yes, the Dig Site is in the distance.
I was greeted by a challenge coming from the beach volleyball court. Of course, it was James. Let me at least see the pool first!
Here are a couple of pictures of the pool.
The pool was nice, but
.I gotta say, I like the pool at Port Orleans Riverside better. It has a lot more fun things spraying and dripping. The only spraying item at the Coronado Springs pool is that one thing that looks like a tiki-shower.
I found Judy just as her cell phone was ringing. She answered it and said its cardmember services. I said, dont key-in your credit card number! I just got the same call. So she hung up. She decided to walk back to our room to start getting ready for our evening activities, and shed call our credit card company to find out if there really was a problem with our card. Id hang out with the kids, giving them a few more minutes to enjoy the pool.
I went over and played a little volleyball with James. It was kind of tough since it was just the two of us. Pretty much whoever served, scored. Thats a lot of ground to cover for just one person per side.
Then we went back to our chairs and got James mug for a refill of root beer. I was surprised that you had to have the CM at the snack bar fill it for you. I was used to the system at Kidani where you could fill them yourself. Apparently they dont use the honor system at Coronado Springs.
After that, James challenged me to a game of foosball. He quickly rattled off several points and was soon beating me 4 to nothing. I realized I had to turn it up a notch, so I came storming back. A little further along, James scraped his hand across the end of one of my poles and of course, blamed me for injuring him. We continued on and were eventually tied at 9. The game was to 10 -- the next goal would win (or so it would seem). I soon shot a lightning bolt into James goal, but he had some excuse for why it didnt count. Redo. And soon I scored again. He couldnt come up with two excuses in a row, although he did say something about his scraped hand.
Judy sometimes wonders why I cant let the kids win, but I think its a guy thing. Im too competitive not to play to win. When they win, they know they really have beaten me, because Ill give it my best shot.
As we finished our game, a boy James age came over and I left so they could play each other. I went looking to see what the girls were up to. I found them in the pool, having tried out the slide. I told them that we needed to get going. We refilled our mugs yet again and started herding James out of the pool area.
Judy called me to tell me that she had talked to our credit card company and there was no problem with our card. It was a phishing scam.
As the kids and I walked around the lake, James ran ahead so that he could try out a hammock. He was very disappointed to find that all 3 of the hammocks that we passed on our way back to the Casitas were occupied. They had all been available a few minutes before when Lauren and I had walked over. Sometimes you just cant win. But thats okay, we had plans for a fun evening.
Up next: A Yeehaa of a DISmeet
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Everyone really got into the feeling of really being there in this new version of filmmaking, and couldn't help themselves from rising at the climax to wave their arms with all of the characters in the movie!
mom2AandL! I'm so glad you joined in!
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but i will catch up when i get back.
And what a great dad to play volleyball and foosball after feeling so crummy! I used to be a pretty good foosball player back in the day! 
) I have to admit, it's a bit overwhelming at first. I have two boys; Aidan is 4 and Logan is 3. Aidan just recently started begging to go to WDW. He even wrote it on his report at school..the one thing he wishes for is to go to WDW. They have no idea they are going. They know they are going on a surprise trip but dont know where it is. We plan on telling them the day of, well DH plans on that - for me, it gets harder and harder not to tell them. The only reason I haven't told them yet is because I don't want to constantly hear "When are we going to Disney?"
