"...Anyone Who's Anyone KNOWS That You ALWAYS Leave the Best for Last...BTW, THANKS Ron, for Being Such a Trooper."
...we awoke to atypical Florida temperature that was noticeably and considerably cooler than this past week...the morning met us with 60-degree weather, which, as it turned out, didn't climb to much more of a reasonable number. Unfortunately, this sad fact only magnified the fact that Ron awoke to a slight fever. Well, I let him take his time in getting up and about, since I was in no way going to rock the boat and be the cause of a less-than-perfect visit to Magic Kingdom. At this point, I still was unsure of whether we were even going to visit the place. Secretly I was hoping that the last remnants of the Halloween revelry was still in tact given that we hadn't visited MK yet and in fact, never had seen the highly-praised Halloween decorations. At this point, I was still holding on to hopes of even visiting Magic Kingdom at all - I was already completely disappointed that, yet again, the Cali Grill was not in the cards for us. Turns out, my brother and his family would be landing at MCO roughly the same time we headed for the bus depot at AKL and I hoped that we'd bump into each other at some later point in time. Of course, I am holding Kirk solely responsible for bringing the chilly Jersey weather with him on the plane, especially since we had enjoyed such delightful weather all week....ask you can see, my prayers were answered, because we were greeted by two of the happiest jack'o'lanterns:
....I paused briefly to capture this shot:
....which, in hindsight, turned out to be not a good idea. As I began walking around the 'circle', an ignorant woman pushing a stroller, crashed into me, tearing a 3-inch vertical gash into the back of my ankle. She then looked down, not at all aware of what she had just done, saw the now-bleeding wound, mumbled "sorry" and went off on her merry way. Ron and I just looked at each other incredulously. In fact, she had hit my heel so hard, that it actually took my shoe off! Well, needless-to-say, not a good way to start off at the Magic Kingdom, as I hobbled my way towards the nearest first-aid station, located directly adjacent to the Crystal Palace:
...that on-duty nurse was so polite and accommodating - she cleaned out the gash, which by now was bleeding profusely, applied some antiseptic ointment, and covered it with a large square bandage, wrapping it with an ace bandage of sorts, to keep it secured. She also handed me a few extra bandaids and instructed me to sign a form [i'm guessing an incident report] and sent us on our way...
....passing the morning 'parade', we headed in the direction of a certain attraction where those seven clever gentlemen work and play, all the while singing unending versions of
Heigh Ho...as we hurried along to our destination, to my left, I did spot a fellow who really likes to BOUNCE:
....since I already had my preset fast passes, we waited less than ten minutes, while the onlookers in the stand-by line appeared to be almost out of energy AND patience:
....Ron expressed his desire to quickly leave this section of the park, since he sensed that this area was the 'kid-friendly' section of MK and we were obviously sans bambinos - where to, but....