- It’s great to be back home. We got back home around 10:10 PM on Monday night. Amazingly the kids didn’t have any problem with getting ready for school the next morning.
- This is my last major vacation post.
- I forgot to mention that every morning the kids woke up to a new shirt to wear which was a gift from a Disney character. In really was their mother, but I won’t tell them, yet.
- Breakfast with the characters:
I love how BoyGeeding tries to wiggle his nose and Micky’s costume allows his nose to actually wiggle.
Donald beat me at thumb-wrestling
- To our surprise, the kids didn’t ask us to buy one single item, and it only occurred to us the night before we left. So we bought them both mouse ears, BoyGeeding a pair of sunglasses, and DaughterGeeding some earrings.
- DaughterGeeding used to be a big Doc McStuffins fan, but she was still happy to meet her.
- Tired and ready to go home.
- On our American Airlines flight back home, a Southwest Airlines flight attendant, in full uniform, sat behind us.
- When our American Airlines flight attendant asked me if I wanted a beverage, I asked for a Sprite. Since I saw he handed a Coca-Cola can to another passenger, I thought they would surely carry Sprite, which is part of the Coke family. He handed me a Sierra Mist, which is made by Pepsi. I told him that I asked for a Sprite, and he told me that’s what he handed me. Trying not to be rude, I told him the can in my hand is a Sierra Mist and not a Sprite, and then said, “They are the exact same thing.” Well, I beg to differ, and I could totally tell the difference. Hey, I don’t mind if you don’t have the product, but when I ask for a Sprite, just tell me you don’t have it and offer an alternative, don’t placate me. I know how annoying this is for devout Dr. Pepper drinkers when people say Mr. Pibb tastes the same and people can’t tell the difference.
- While at Hollywood Studios, I wanted to get a picture taken in front of the Pixar sign and asked one of the Disney photographers to snap the pic since he was stationed in front of the sign. Oddly, when he took our picture, he didn’t include the sign.
- At several of the parks, I noticed people put on a GoPro head strap the moment a ride would start.
- I’m going to have to keep BoyGeeding away from his uncle (WifeGeeding’s brother). He’s a big fan of the movie A Christmas Story and thought it would be funny to tell him to lick metal poles when they are cold. BoyGeeding’s version of cold is anything in the shade, and he started to lick all the handrails around.
- Just about every foot of each park is covered by free Wi-Fi.
- I’m very happy with my hat purchase. As I mentioned, my father suffered from skin cancer on the forehead and ears, so I made sure to purchase one he would have worn that would cover both areas. Not only did it provide me shade, it soak up a bit of sweat, and when it rained (mainly sprinkles and light rain) it kept it out of my eyes.
- I’m very happy I didn’t bring around a camera, which is going to surprise my friends because they know I like snapping pictures and playing amateur photographer. Actually, they would have just said it’s the Asian part of my heritage coming out. Toting one around would have been a pain, and since Disney has their photographers placed everywhere you can ask them to snap a pic, or in my case, just use my phone.
- WifeGeeding’s father doesn’t carry around a cell phone. This caused some anxiety on his family as they often wondered where he would be or if he would show up at a certain place at a certain time. From what I recall, he was dependable about nine out of ten times. Crazy how life use to work like that, huh?
- You can find gum to purchase at any Disney park or the Orlando airport, I was told this was to prevent finding used gum being found everywhere. The Orlando airport reminded me a bit of the old DFW terminals that had tile everywhere where you could hear luggage being wheeled across them.
- We last ate at the Coral Reef Restaurant in Epcot thinking the kids would enjoy the view of seeing sharks, stingrays, and other aquatic life swim around a living coral reef. The senior aged lady that escorted us to our table was from Vietnam, and I struck up a nice conversation with her and found out she was from an area very close to my mother’s village. She took us to a table that didn’t provide a good view of the aquatic life, but since we had this great conversation and a bit of bonding, she was able to arrange for us to get a much better seat, all without my prodding or asking. We exchanged hugs before we left and she hoped that we’d come back, but said she won’t be here as she’ll be retired a year from now.