A week and a half ago, our family spent a couple of days at WDW at the tail end of a Florida trip that included a few days in the Tampa area with my inlaws. Cast of characters:
Me: Dear Old Dad, 46, lover of dark rides, unreconstructed trip planner
Wife: Linda, 47, doesn’t do thrill rides (and she considers Peter Pan a thrill ride), shopper
DD8: Colleen, on the verge of independence but not there yet
DD7: Mary, mama’s girl but thinks Mommy is a chicken, has about 12 stuffed Minnies in her room
We’ll do this in four further parts: the first night’s dinner, Day One, Day Two, and a roundup of highlights and lowlights.
Me: Dear Old Dad, 46, lover of dark rides, unreconstructed trip planner
Wife: Linda, 47, doesn’t do thrill rides (and she considers Peter Pan a thrill ride), shopper
DD8: Colleen, on the verge of independence but not there yet
DD7: Mary, mama’s girl but thinks Mommy is a chicken, has about 12 stuffed Minnies in her room
We’ll do this in four further parts: the first night’s dinner, Day One, Day Two, and a roundup of highlights and lowlights.
They announced our name and hometown, and we were paraded to our table and seated first - very cool for a first visit.
