Gramma, Leo and I took some time to enjoy our new Home before going our separate ways for the evening. Leo insisted on snacking outdoors, on the 98 degree balcony.
There's my handsome little buddy!!! Hi Leo!!
One can buy into a brand-spanking new DVC resort and enjoy it till the next brand-spanking new resort comes along!
Love the way you think!! Yooo Hoooo....Andy....over here....
Lauralees DH and son also had Turf Club reservations, so I told Gramma to be on the lookout maybe the boys could get another swim in together before bed?
Yeah sure...provided my boys actually got OUT of bed to go to dinner...
I stopped at my car to gather the lime green goody bags Id put together for my imaginary-but-oh-so-special friends and walked to my bus stop feeling like a total idiot. The bags were much larger when open than Id expected. I mustve been a sight.
Yep - we were the bag ladies of the bus line!!
IShoot. The plan was to be at the bus stop at 5:30 and get on the very first MK bus. If I got on now, Id be early and LL might not be at her stop. If I waited for the next one, and LL was at her stop, wed miss each other. What to do?????
I was thinking the same thing when it pulled up toward my stop!!
Me neither!
So I hopped on board, enjoyed the drive around my Home, and spied LL at her Congress Park stop
. carrying a bunch of bags, herself. I think we took up 4 seats between the two of us with all our extra baggage. Shed arrived at her stop moments before the bus pulled up, too.
We had some serious bus mojo going baby!! On fiya!!!
We chatted our way to the MK, talking about who-knows-what, and chose the monorail for the final leg of our journey. As we walked up the ramp, we heard ALL ABOARD! and caught the monorail just before it departed.

The vacation gods were smiling upon us my friend...paving our way to the Poly!!
Maybe it was the spirit of Lapu Lapu himself!!
Does anyone else take a deep breath and feel every stressor in life disappear when they enter the Poly? Happens every time for me. If DVC had a property there, Id be in deep financial trouble.
I could totally see that!!
We were early NOT late!
I meant to give you props for this in my TR and I forgot...
V was early - NOT late...more than once this trip!! I may have made you sound perpetually late before...and this needed to be mentioned!
What happened next is a bit of a blur. I cant remember which came first, but in rapid succession, the heavens opened and I saw a weather alert on the TV a MAJOR storm was moving through. No joke it looked like a bloody hurricane out there. Trees were bent over, rain was falling horizontally and sidewalks were flooding. All this we saw form the sanctity of the Tambu, beverages in-hand. We were pretty darned impressed with ourselves. Our mojo was ON it was gonna be a GREAT night!
Yep...it was just like that!!
Tracy, Jo and Slate found us in the Tambu and I finally got to give Slate a hug! Our little group was complete and it was time to party. Like a rock star. Baybee.
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Aaah...the moment I've been waiting for!!!
Kona Café. They never knew what hit them. Five semi-soaked, (3 by rain, 2 by booze), women invaded the family restaurant and one waiter, one bartender and one manager may never be the same.
I couldn't have said it better myself!!
Pictures were also taken for posterity (and blackmail):
Jo and Slate
Tracy and Lapu #1
My precious
we loves our precious
The rest of dinner is somewhat hazy now. No, not so much due to Laputoxication, as to the fact that when a bunch of women get together and let loose, a lot happens all at once.
There you go...you're right!!
I believe all of our recollections will be different, though well likely remind each other of things we witnessed but have since forgotten. Here was my view
Oooohh....this is gonna be gooooood!!
~ We ordered appetizers and dinner. I had the crab cakes and they were DELICIOUS!
Are those chopstix I spy???
~ We also ordered more Lapus. One or two more rounds. I forget. But I do know they were starting to get out of control.
Yep...
Someone decided we shouldnt let the server take any away so we could get a picture of all the empty pineapples. The only place to go was up, and we soon had Lapucondominiums sprouting up in the middle of the table.
Can you imagine what our table looked like from farther away???
~ Slate wowed me with her ability to tie a knot in a cherry stem with her tongue
and coaxed me into giving it a try myself. If anyone has photographic evidence of my attempts and abysmal failure, please burn them at once.
I don't but I'm sorry I didn't take any. It was darn funny, V...
~ Discussion ensued about a variety of subjects including other peoples TRs that weve enjoyed; the golfing that had occurred earlier in the day by Jos, Ts and LLs husbands plus Waldo; year-round versus traditional schooling; accents from around the world; chewin tebacker; the relative merits of
Crocs styles; and a bunch of other stuff that the tables surrounding us enjoyed as much as we did. Im sure.
Yep - it was like our own version of the View!!
Speaking of the Lapus
our awesome server asked if wed like a third (fourth?) round. Yes, please! We knew wed be heading down to the beach/lobby, but the beauty of the pineapple is its transportability.
I thought it was the fourth, but I could be wrong.... My giant Pina Colava didn't help either...
Our server came back shortly
. empty-handed. It seems wed run the bar out of pineapples. For real.
Intelligent, resourceful women that we are, we had a solution: just refill our old pineapples!
Women really should rule the world, dontcha think?
Nope. No can-do. Wouldnt be sanitary.
Sanitary schmanitary...It's a BS rule.
At some point, maybe at this one, the manager got involved. She came over to explain that it wasnt just the Kona bar that was out of pineapples, wed used up the ENTIRE Poly inventory! Seriously? They only keep eight pineapples on hand? For to make their signature drink?
Thuy must've figured that a woman would have been able to deal with us better...
But Happy-tohelp-you-please-take-your-party-elsewhere-super-manager-lady had an alternate plan: shed have the bartender whip up another round in regular glasses and we were welcome to dump the contents into our own pineapples. Perfect!
When they came, we all ooood and aaaaahhd over the scrunchy, cute little tiki-faced glasses. Not so little, actually, but squatty and FUN! And thats when our server mentioned that we were free to take them with us to the Tambu Lounge. And, after that, what happened to those glasses was none of his business. He said this several times. Im a relatively honest gal, but I know when to take a hint grab the tiki glasses and GO ladies!

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And so it was that we all went home with 5lb. glass souvenirs. Did everyone get theirs home safely? Mines sitting on a shelf at work, reminding me of the fun we had that night.
I've got mine!! I can't believe it made it home in one piece!!
I really thought the rain had stopped and was all set to forge on out to the beach
nope. While considerably better than earlier, it was still raining pretty hard. Darn.
Imagine where the night could have gone if the weather cooperated....
I needed my once-or-twice-a-year cigarette and LL was ready for a smoke break, too. With memories of sneaking down to the on-campus pond in high-school, we huddled under umbrellas with T, just outside the Niuue longhouse. Didnt it used to be smoking rooms? That was our rationale, anyway. Rebels.
We must've been quite a sight....
Poor Davids impressions of us all Lapud-up - however, probably werent so stellar. Im just guessing here. Sorry David! I swear were all really nice, normal(ish) people most of the time!
Normal is over-rated anyway...
For some reason, and this escapes me completely, we stayed outside, hanging out under the stairs at Raratonga.
I was trying to figure that out too!!
I've got nothin'...
And Claire, another DISer, found us there, so the big Lapu Meet wasnt a total wash! Here we are, in all our glory:
HUGE thanks to Jo for sharing her pic, as I never got any of the group!
Ok, I don't even REMEMBER us all posing for this one!!
Wait were there other fireworks-watchers?
Yep - go see my side of the story...I don't think they liked us either. Maybe it was the people from Kona...
I snapped a couple more pictures
Wow - yours came out much better than mine!!
So, without stopping for hugs, LL and I dove onto the SSR bus just before it pulled out.
I didn't think the driver was going to let us on...Remember he said something about how he didn't see us waiting at the stop??
I took my time, walking slowly and reviewing the nights festivities. It amazed me then, as it still does today, that five women from very different worlds had found each other in cyber-space and discovered they had more in common than just Disney. Sure, its The Mouse that brought us together initially, but what I experienced with these amazing ladies was so much more than I like Disney!, Hey, me too! In their company, I felt warmth. Camaraderie. Respect. Concern. Appreciation. Support.
Friendship. I believe it to be called.
Yep - what she said!!!
Gramma was still up, reading, when I got in.
Did your buzz get killed too???
Next: Can you get a hang-over from pineapple juice?
I'm going to go with YES....
