Brunch with a Twist
We found out about Brunch with a Twist maybe a month before our trip, on Twitter. We immediately discussed how awesome it was that there was a cool food thing happening while we were there. It was definitely something we wanted to do AND we’d have a built in baby sitter for us to go. However, I realized that I wouldn’t really want to be left on my own with both kids at a Disney park for several hours. I do that several times a week at our local zoo and those two kids can be exhausting. I didn’t really want to put that on my mom. Plus it would happen during a meal time. I had nightmare situations run through my head of my mom trying to order food and then carry it to a table while trying to coax my DD5 and especially DS2 along with her. Trays of food flew right and left in my visions. So we talked ourselves out of the brunch right after talking about how amazing it would be. I decided to ask my mom on the off chance she might say yes. I barely brought up the fact that there was a fancy brunch and my mom straight up offered to watch the kids. I made sure to give her as many details as possible (maybe without giving her a FULL picture of the time the brunch would take with transportation). I told her about bathroom breaks, changing diapers, dealing with the food situation, not to mention carrying on and completing our mission of accomplishing attractions at Hollywood Studios. She said she was game. “I can just give them ice cream for lunch.” I guess that is her ‘right’ as grandmother after all. We booked the brunch right away.
Fast forward to the day before/day of the brunch and my mom was asking exactly how long we would be gone. Then there might have been some eyerolling and/or heavy sighing. But she was really excited with having the kids all to herself in the park. I had been prepping the kids pretty much since we booked the brunch for this exact moment. “Remember, listen to GranMar and do as she says. Don’t run off. Help her out. Have fun!” “I KNOW, Mom!” They don’t always listen to me very well, but the magic of grandparents is alive and well in my mom. They listen to her really well, so that’s good. Less for me to worry about.
I wasn’t sure Disney would let us leave them unsupervised. I mean sure, the kids would be fine. But would they let a Grandmother be in the park without supervision? We would find out soon enough (spoiler alert: it was allowed).
I was happy that the brunch fell on our Hollywood Studios day. After many visits to the world and especially with little ones not quite tall enough (or too afraid) to ride the two big rides, we find this more of a half day park. There’s only so many times I can watch the Beauty and the Beast show. So after doing our must dos (GMR, TSMM, and Star Tours) it was time for us to head out. The brunch started at noon. They told us to allow an hour and a half or so for Disney transportation. I’m always one to arrive early. I hate being late to anything. However I wanted to stay with my mom for as much time as possible so that she wouldn’t be too worn out or sore from carrying DS2 the entire time. I guess I haven’t mentioned that we don’t do strollers. We like to walk fast and weave through crowds. That’s not easily done with a stroller. The kids can ride on our shoulders if they get tired. Though I carry DS all the time. Anyway, all that to say since we could just take a bus straight from the park to the Grand Floridian we decided to leave at 11. Of course right after we said our goodbyes I noticed two Storm Troopers heading for GM, DS, and DD (who happened to be dressed up as Princess Leia). I paused to take sneaky paparazzi type photos from far away knowing that my mom didn’t have a camera with her. That ate up a couple of very precious minutes. At the time I knew we didn’t really have the time to stop for this distant photo op but I also knew that I’d much rather have some photographic evidence of my daughter being detained by Storm Troopers.
We hightailed it out of the park and all the way around the bus stops to the GF stop. We saw as we were heading there that the bus was there! Great timing! Just as we reached the beginning of the line/queue area the bus left. What?! Are you kidding me?! Did the bus driver just wait that entire time until we were almost there and then laugh and drive off? I think so. This is the big villain type park. Ok, so now we wait. There should be another bus soon. It was like 11:10 now and the brunch wasn’t until noon. Still had time to make it. We discussed out options though as the minutes kept ticking by. Do we get an Uber and head over? That would be way too easy. (Really we didn’t want to pay any money when we already had free transportation.) Surely another bus was on its way. I think we hit 11:30 and we were wondering if they were just running one bus. We saw a couple buses for another resort come and go. There were two people in line behind us. A Wilderness Lodge/Contemporary bus pulled up next to us and the other two people jumped out of line to get on that one. We joined them. We’d still be good as long as the bus went to the Contemporary first. But why would it do that when the Wilderness Lodge is the first hotel it comes to? I was really freaking out at this point. If everything went perfectly we could still make it…as long as the monorail was running. I nearly had a heart attack when we turned into the WL first. Just skip it! Fortunately we didn’t wait long there.
During this whole transportation fiasco we recalled our first time staying on Disney property back in 2003, our engagement trip. We were seniors in college and somehow managed to swing a trip over Thanksgiving to stay at the Wilderness Lodge. This was back in the day of $50 a day park hoppers. That was SOOOO expensive back then, especially to us at the time. Anyway, our first night we had reservations at Jiko. We had no idea how long Disney transportation could take especially when there are transfers you have to make. It took us a million years to get from the WL to AKL. Well, at least 2 hours plus. I was freaking out the entire time. We were really looking forward to eating there and I knew they weren’t going to let us in (I think this was ON Thanksgiving day too) because we were so late. When we arrived they found a spot for us. It wasn’t a big deal after all. I was overly anxious for nothing.
I digress…Back to the bus to the Contemporary. As we were getting close we saw a monorail heading for the Contemporary. I thought we’d have enough time for that one to leave and be well on its way to coming back around by the time our bus pulled up and we got to the monorail stop. Alas I was wrong. We hopped off the bus and booked it upstairs to the platform just in time to see that same monorail just closing its doors to leave. Foiled again! Now we knew there was zero hope. We were officially going to be late. Having never done this brunch before or finding a review for the one that happened during the last F&W festival, I didn’t know how this brunch would go down. Are there only 10 spots available and everyone can sit at one table? Are we going to stick out like sore thumbs for not being there on time? Are we doomed to miss the first couple of courses? Are they going to even let us in? No clue! The monorail finally came back around and we got on and waited through two more painstakingly long stops before pulling up at the Grand. We didn’t even sit down on the monorail. I had to stand so that I could pace and fidget and move as if that would help us get there faster. We jumped off. Like, literally hopped right out of the car and speedwalked (spedwalked?) to Citricos. At least it was on the same floor as the monorail. We knew that and were happy we had that going for us. We pretty much did a Kramer as we skidded into the entryway/check in area for Citricos. There were a bunch of people there sitting and mingling at the tables in the lobby area. The lady at the desk greeted us by name. Yikes, we did stick out like sore thumbs. Last ones there. Horribly embarrassed, I apologized profusely. While smiling as if this happened all the time and was no big deal whatsoever she said, “The important part is that you’re here.” Huge sigh of relief. Then we were handed the last two Prosecco Cocktails and our brunch officially began.
The moral of the story I suppose is that if you think you are leaving stupid early to go to something and you’re taking Disney transportation, you’re probably about five minutes later than you should be. If everything works right, you will get there super early. If it doesn’t go according to plan, you will probably be late.
I have to head out now, but will post the food that goes along with this tale later this afternoon.