Episode 2: meltdown mayhem and a magical upgrade!
Once on property I really stopped paying attention to where we were driving. I was really excited to be back and busy looking for things like monorail tracks, and trying to catch glimpses of Spaceship Earth and Tower of Terror over the trees.
Before I knew it we were driving by signs for the All Star Resorts and we were very close to the McDonalds on property. Uh-oh, something isnt right here! You see, every time we drive into WDW from the airport, we somehow miss the turn off to the MK area, and end up dead ending into the AK parking lot. I swear we should just stay at AKL for every trip, it would save us a lot of time and aggravation. My mother swears over and over again that there is no sign indicating where to turn, but I think we all know the truth!
Anyway, I was really happy I realized it early this time, and we were able to get turned around fairly quickly (sure beats explaining to the AK parking booth operator that you got lost!).
I paid close attention on the way back and this time we made the turn correctly and were on our way to the Contemporary. I, of course, had to take a picture of a Disney bus.
And soon we were in view of our destination!
After a little confusion about exactly where to drive in (from now on, IM doing the driving), we made it to the porte cochere, and asked the bell staff where to park for check in. They told us to just pull the car off to the side, which Im pretty sure is not standard protocol, but whatever.
My mom, Everett and I hopped out and proceeded to head to the check in desk. This is where my first rant of the trip comes into play. I really, really, really, wish parents would monitor their kids behavior. I understand it is a vacation, and we are all prone to lapses, but when it comes to the biggies- like potentially dangerous behavior, potentially destructive behavior, and really rude behavior (or any combination of the three) be the parent, and step in. For example, when we entered the lobby, and got into line to check in, Everett immediately noticed that there was a family of children jumping on and off an ottoman in the lounge directly adjacent to the check in line.
Everett is in a big mimic phase right now, especially when it comes to big kids, and one look at what those kids were doing and it was like his entire brain lit up and every fiber of his being was concentrated on joining them for the jump-fest. When I wouldnt let him, I became public enemy #1 and an epic meltdown ensued. Now Im not saying that Everett is an angel by any stretch of the imagination (youll see raw honesty about his behavior throughout this TR), but this is a classic example of monkey-see, monkey-do. If those kids had not been jumping, the idea wouldnt have crossed DSs mind.
Of course at that exact moment we were called up to the check-in desk and I had to drag DS in full melt down mode up to the counter. I felt terrible because Everett alternated between writhing on the floor and attempting to pull his arm out of the socket straining to break free of my grasp, all while yelling, I go jump with little boys! I wanted to just sink into the floor.
Usually in this situation, either my mom or I would take DS as far away from the jumping boys as humanly possible, but we both needed to be there for check in. Compounding all this was that we had a tougher than usually check-in situation, in that I had two separate reservations that I was linking and I was hoping that we could be assured that we wouldnt have to switch rooms for our last night. The issue was that the military discount I used to book the room expired on Sept 30th, and a whole new military discount started on the night of Oct 1st. Since they were technically two different discounts (because of the fiscal year Im assuming) I had to have two different reservations.
I have to say that the CM that checked us in was BEYOND awesome. She was unflappable in the face of hurricane Everett, got everything taken care of quickly and efficiently without any extra spiel or chatter, and made all the appropriate calls to make sure that we did not have to change rooms. She even gave Everett a balloon, which while not immediately appreciated by Everett in the heat of the meltdown, was really appreciated by me. I really wish I had gotten her name, but in all the craziness, I forgot.
One thing I did notice as I was signing the bill, was that the reservation said Theme Park View. I thought that was a little odd, since I didnt book a theme park view room, but the price matched my records and I was really anxious to get Everett up and away so I didnt give it much thought.
We spirited Everett away, who calmed down considerably when the boys were out of sight and the prospect of pushing elevator buttons was dangled before him.
Our room was ready, which was really a godsend, and Everett and I went up to investigate while my Mom went to get the first of the luggage.
We were on the 10th floor, which was awesome, because I like having a higher vantage point. When I came out of the elevators and scanned for our room number, I noticed that I was being directed away from Bay Lake, and was headed in the direction of the theme park side of the tower. This was odd, and a tiny bubble of hope formed in my mind.
I used our key (with the new RFID locks, which are awesome BTW), entered the room, rushed over to the sliding door threw open the drapes and saw this
OMG UPGRADE!
I was on cloud nine! I have been to Disney many, many times and have never received and upgrade. As I am taking in the view, I hear a little voice beside me saying Thats castle! Well, maybe this Disney brainwashing is rubbing off a little after all.
Everett and I headed out to the balcony to better see the view and especially the monorails which were the real attraction for a train obsessed little boy. The biggest excitement was when the express and the resort monorails passed each other on the track. Everett would watch with baited breath yelling- Monorail- CRASH! and when they successfully passed each other he would say Oh, monorail OK with obvious disappointment in his voice. Oh little boys and destruction.
Speaking of destruction, before the room was totally trashed, I took a few photos. Let me just say here that I loved our stay at the Contemporary, but if I did have one minor complaint it would be about the rooms condition. We had a 50% discount thanks to the military promotion and still the room was not cheap, I couldnt imagine paying more than $500 a night for a room that had such obvious blemishes.
There were multiple gouges in the wall, which wouldnt have been too bad, except for they were where the walls were painted tan- so the white gouges really stood out. Also most of the furniture was badly dinged and the tile mosaic under the TV was missing more than a few tiles, which made it look a little shabby. I also was not really impressed with the cleanliness of the room. The frosted glass doors of the bathroom Im sure was a neat idea on paper, but if not really kept up, just end up looking grimy and streaky. I also dont think they vacuumed the room before we arrived, since I found a penny, and a wadded up napkin just laying on the floor. Im sure the housekeeper would have found them if they were vacuuming.
I know these are really tiny details and they didnt impact my vacation at all, but I think they deserve to be pointed out and discussed, so that people have realistic ideas of what the rooms at Disney are going to look like and how they can be improved. If Disney really wants to complete with luxury hotels like the Ritz Carleton that is being built near property, than it needs to step up its game at the deluxe resorts. Youd never see a room at a Ritz in the condition that I found at the Contemporary.
Other than the cosmetic problems, I found the room to be lovely. It was HUGE, which is one of the benefits in staying at Disneys older resorts. I also found the bedding to be very comfortable especially the pillows.
The décor was also very nice but it could have used some more drawer space. There wasnt a whole lot of places to put clothes, especially for a longer visit.
There have been many complaints about the sink redesign in the bathroom, but I didnt find it to be too bad. There isnt a lot of counter space, but for my purposes the table between the two sinks fit everything I needed handy for daily use (toothbrush, toothpaste, deodorant, sunscreen).
The view was obviously the big draw, and me and Everett happily sat out on the balcony while my mom finished bringing up the luggage and checked the beds for bedbugs. Some of you have been following me for a while, and might remember our memorable December 2011 trip when we ended up in a bedbug infested room at the Poly. Ever since then my mom has been on hyper bedbug alert and is very diligent about checking each and every time we enter a new hotel room. I have embraced the opposite philosophy, where I figure that lightning doesnt strike twice, and now that Ive paid my bedbug dues, Ill never have a room with them again.
Once we got the all clear from my Mom, our next order of business was to get some lunch. It was way past Everetts usual lunchtime, and Im sure being hungry didnt help when it came to his epic meltdown.
I quickly packed up our park bag, because the plan was to head to the MK after lunch, and we made our way down to the Contempo Café.
I wasnt particularly impressed with the lunch offerings, but decided on the Chicken artichoke flatbread. One important ingredient that was missing from the description is tomatoes. I pretty much loathe raw tomatoes so I was really dismayed to find that they were covering my flatbread. I am usually pretty vigilant about looking for them on menus, and I even went back to the board to see if I missed something, but nope, no mention of them at all in the description. So- word to the wise- the Chicken Artichoke flatbread would be more accurately named the Chicken, tomato and artichoke flatbread.
I didnt take any pictures, because it looked pretty sad after I mangled it picking out the tomatoes, and I didnt take pictures of DS chicken nuggets- because seriously, you all know what they look like, and I dont even remember what my mom got (some sort of sandwich maybe?). Anyway, I was really concentrating on eating as quickly as possible so we could get to the MK and I could push Everett to nap in the stroller.
by the time we arrived for lunch it was pretty dead
Despite being really tired and overstimulated, Everett was actually pretty good at lunch. The monorails going by kept him distracted, although I did have to pull out the ipad toward the end of the meal. He even did a good job eating which always is a real plus.
Everett and Ga-Gae watching the monorails go by
Even though my goal was to get out of there as quickly as possible, there was one thing I couldnt miss before we left, and that is the chocolate peanut butter cupcake that I first learned about in the other Marissas TR. I had smartly not ordered it with the meal (because there is no way Everett would have eaten any of his lunch with a cupcake staring him in the face), so I hopped back in line and came back with this little beauty.
We split it three ways which was perfect because it was HUGE. It also was extremely delicious, and probably my favorite cupcake in all of WDW. The frosting was really light and creamy, more like a whipped cream than a butter cream, and the cake part was perfectly moist, and the peanut butter inside was sweeter than a sandwich filling PB, more like what youd find in a Reses Peanut Butter cup. It really was like a peanut butter cup in cupcake form which of course made it perfect! This may have been my first of these cupcakes, but it certainly wasnt the last (Third trimester- dont judge!).
After lunch my mom and I split up. She went back up to the room to do some work remotely (today was technically still a work day for her), and Everett and I headed up to the monorail to go to the MK.
Everett was really excited about the monorail, as he is about pretty much any time of rail transportation, freight trains, passenger trains, subway trains, you name it, he loves it! I have to say that because of that, the contemporary was the perfect resort for our vacation. Its always nice to be on the monorail line with young kids, but when you have a train obsessed little boy, a hotel that acts like a tunnel for trains, well youve pretty much entered nirvana. His monorail enthusiasm never waned during our trip, and spying each and every monorail that went by was just as exciting as the first.
We didnt have to wait too long for the monorail to arrive (which was going to be a theme for the trip, they were really efficient and we didnt run into any serious delays or problems), and once inside I reclined Everett and he was asleep before we even reached the GF. He had been up really early, and had a very busy and exciting day so far, so I knew he was exhausted.
Now, I was about to enter the MK, and thanks to one snoozing passenger, I got to call all the shots, where would I head first!
Up next- almost solo in the MK!