Soarin' fastpass. Then a quick wander through both Innoventions. Skip the crazy line for Sum of All Thrills. Totally forgot about Club Cool. Test Track was also too long, and neither of us cared enough to do it. So, we did Ellen's Energy Adventure and wander around a bit.
Then, lunch time at Coral Reef. It's only 12:30ish, but two of the four tables surrounding us have kids who'd rather be elsewhere. And they're letting everyone know. The food was pretty good. It seemed a little vicious to eat fish IN FRONT OF FISH, but they sure are tasty. I was very happy with the meal. It also seemed a lot less painfully filling than the other lunches we'd had, but that could be we were just getting the hang of things. You know, on our last day.
We use our fastpasses for Soarin' and then do the Living Seas ride. Enjoy strolling through the post ride stuff, and then, it's time to hit The World! We bought the Epcot passport, and decided we'd drink around the world together, alternating so we're not hammered.
Michelle smokes once again, while I run up to Norway and get Maelstrom fastpasses. Then we meet back up in front of Mexico, get a frozen margarita and head in to the pyramid. When told we'd have to pitch the drink to ride the Gran Fiesta thing, we just head back out. Decided against buying all my 4-year-old nieces and nephews maracas, since their parents know where we live.
Norway offers a great photo op with a Troll before the ride. I get some shot of booze that tasted medicinal.
China is gorgeous, and we could have spent tons of money in the shops there. We were trying to finish relatively quickly, so we skipped the films. Michelle gets a plum wine.
As we're heading to Germany there's a raised drawbridge up, and they're moving the world into the lake/lagoon/bay. Germany is a quick stop. But I did learn Snow White is German. I get a shot of Appel something. It was like the Norway one, but with an apple taste, not medicine. (Definite trade up)
Italy is a glass of wine. Pleasant, and a smoking area inside.
America is a Sam Adams beer for me and a quick snack at Liberty Inn. As we were leaving a Cast Member comes in and announces the visitation of a recently married Canadian couple, the room applauds. It was cute.
Japan is STUNNING. And the fact that there was no PhotoPass photographer on site is one of my biggest annoyances of the trip. I get a cold sake, and we stroll through the shops making plans for how we'll spend lottery winnings when they come to fruition (despite never buying a ticket).
Morocco is unfairly truncated by construction... but quite pretty. And the Arabic in our passport is really spiffy looking. Michelle got some fake Moroccan drink, a Habibi Daiquiri. The guy signing the passport warned her to be careful with those.
France, we're in for a while. Michelle wants to show off her new Maleficent purse to Aurora. And I get our passport signed and buy her a glass of champagne. The wait isn't too bad, and the pictures/interaction with Aurora are great.
We make it to the UK, and I'm in line to get a Bass when Michelle yells at me from the Alice line that they don't have a PhotoPass person there, so I need to head over to take the picture. Then she's out of line, and we just go get our pics taken with Pooh and Tigger. I wish the photographer there had gotten me off to the side shaking my belly fat with pooh in explanation of why WE didn't bounce. Thankfully we go out the back door and I don't spend a ton on Beatles paraphenalia.
The light at the end of the tunnel is so close, Canada. We grab a drink, get the passport signed and make our way to the front of the park.
I want to ride Spaceship Earth as we head out... it's 7pm. And the universe has decided to remind us we should have been home by now.
We hop on the monorail, then hop on the MK express. Our goal at Magic Kingdom is ride Haunted Mansion, do the Hall of Presidents, grab a quick service bite to eat, and pick up my sketch at the Art of Disney, then get our bags at the Poly and head to Hyatt Place for a few hours of sleep before our flight. That's a lot of steps. Quite a few opportunities for failure. We hit them all! (Yay us!)
The parade starts soon, so the entrance to MK is really crowded. We make our way through the crowds up to Haunted Mansion and get in line. We get into the building, through the dropping room, and into the line inside. As we get about 50 people deep, we see the ride is stopped. It stays that way for about 10 minutes. When we're about 6 people deep, the ride stops again. And this time we see what's going on. A family of 5 is spread across 3 cars, and the lone kid is freaked out and crying, the dad is arguing with the attendant to let his wife move into the car with the kid. I see her get out and back, and eventually the ride starts back up. This was a 5-6 minute stoppage. I can't imagine how often it happens, but man it sure seems like a crappy thing to do to hundreds of people behind you. To be fair, I don't know how badly freaked out the kid was, and there's not a lot of time to make decisions boarding the ride. While we're on the ride, it stops AGAIN. This isn't so bad as it gave Michelle and I time to look for details we'd miss. That stoppage was mercifully short, maybe 2-3 minutes.
It is 9:15 when we get off the ride. We got to the park a couple of minutes before 8.
We fight through the crowds up to The Hall of Presidents, to learn it closes at 9. So, we decide to just hit the Harbor House for some food. It also closes at 9. I talk to a CM to find out what might still be open that we can hit without trying to cross the mass of people. She says, Pinocchio, Pecos Bill, Casey's and Cosmic Ray's are all open until close. So we choose to hit Pinocchio's...which also closed at 9. Casey's is on Main Street, and Pecos Bill is clear across the park. We're cutting through Tomorrowland and decide to just bite the bullet and get Cosmic Rays, which is supremely crowded.
We use 2 of our final 3 credits (remember we had plans for real dinner here) on a chili dog and a cheeseburger. They weren't good. But they were food. We are still heading back to the Polynesian to pick up our bags... I really should have just pushed for Kona, or even Captain Cook's. Originally we wanted to do something we hadn't done yet, but the mess we made of MK made us forget some options, and I our tiredness and hunger made for poor choices.
We still have to pick up the drawing on Main Street. And Celebrate The Magic has started. Every time I start to get annoyed by crowds, I just look at the mass of people looking at the castle and smiling. It helped provide some perspective to see all the joy around me. My minor inconvenience and run of bad luck wasn't really that bad. We had had a marvelous time for several days, and this was just bad timing. Nothing more.
We get the drawing. And head to The Polynesian. The pineapple dole whip has run out, so I have to just have vanilla. Woe is I. The pineapple is fixed about the time Michelle's done with her cigarette, but I don't go back for another. That would have been purely gluttonous!
I tell the cabbie we need to go to The Hyatt Place Airport Northwest. He says OK... Twice more during the trip, I stress it's the Hyatt Place, not the Airport Hyatt. I see the credit card machine and say it makes me happy, since we have like $80 cash left, I'd prefer to pay by card. The driver says it sometimes doesn't work.
He, of course, takes us to the airport. I show him my phone GPS, as he stops the meter and apologizes profusely. The CM at the Poly told me the cab ride should cost around $50-55 to this place, the cabbie stopped the fare at $66.60 (OMEN!). He gets us to the hotel, he didn't know existed (it's one of 5 in this little cluster north of the airport). He's helping Michelle get the bags on the cart, and I just decide to run my card and go through paying while they're negotiating luggage. It won't let me NOT tip. So he gets 15%, the minimal selection amount. (There was probably an "other" button, but I was very tired) He gets back in, and I tell him I paid on the card. He says, "but without the paper slip, I don't get paid", pointing at the broken printer. "Yeah, that sucks, but it charged me. What do we do?" He calls to get the charge voided, and we wait on hold for 20 minutes. It's 11:45, my flight leaves at 5:30AM. They eventually answer, relatively quickly void the charge, and I give him $67 cash. He's super apologetic.
Michelle has no idea why I'm still out there 20 minutes later, but never comes out to grab the card to get the final check-in done, she probably couldn't anyway, since it was in my name. We get that done, go up to the WAY NICER than we need room for 4 friggin' hours, and repack the bags and additional junk. Hit the pillow for 3.5 hours
3:30 AM wake up call.
In the dark and sleepily, Michelle can't get the phone hung back up. It's pretty funny, or would be if we weren't insane.
Our flights are quiet, peaceful and un-delayed. The leg from ATL to SDF has a special guest 2 rows in front of us, none other than Richard Petty. He was harassed the whole flight by people between us, and I didn't want to add to that. So I never got a chance to yell to him, "I loved you in Cars!" He was completely nice to everyone, and probably didn't consider it harassment at all. I'm sure he'd had a full night's sleep. Our luggage arrives and the mother-in-law picks us up. The dog's super happy to see us, but it's his sleep time in the middle of the day too. So we all crash out, sleep from 11ish until 3.

My only character meet. And it was forced ( I channel Eeyore a lot )

France is photogenic.

Even from afar.

Almost a good pic.

Coral Reef was pretty spiffy.

Michelle trying to scare Aurora with her Maleficent purse...

However they quickly made up and became friends.

No photos taken during the hair pulling remainder of the night.