Day #3 -- Chapter ???
Of course – within what seemed like an eternity….which was probably closer to 1.5 seconds, I realize that she saw a TV nearby and was magically drawn to it like a moth on a light.
(Hey -- check out that sweet braid!!! It's still going strong!)
This is what happens when you travel without your significant other. Have I mentioned that I typically handle the logistics, and DW makes sure the kids don’t get abducted???
I'm so not used to these needless details!!!!
Ok. So after nearly avoiding an amber alert, I decided to reward myself. I mean, I obviously deserved it since I successfully checked us into a new hotel without losing my child!!! What more do you want from me???
I have the highest possible standards!!!
What kind of reward should one get oneself for saving the life of a child? What is adequate compensation for such a Herculean effort?
A dole whip of course!
Only this time, I was going to get it with some rum. However, I wasn’t going to pay for the rum from the Disney – I’m not a sucker!
While I may have invested tens of thousands of dollars in DVC points, hundreds of dollars in Blu-Ray movies, thousands of dollars in tickets and god knows how much in souvenirs and other things, I draw the line at paying sticker price for alcohol at Disney!
I HAVE MY LIMITS.
Instead, I was going to add it myself (I had some Havana Club dark rum delivered via instacart earlier in the trip).
Only problem with this genius plan was that meant that I would have to wait until I got to my room to add it. At the time – this sounded like a glorious idea.
Let me tell you.
The DVC villas are not super close to the main lobby.
Rather – they are actually closer to the TTC (or at least about equidistant). This makes for an easy jaunt on the express monorail or ferry – but walking in 80+ degree weather, the dole whip is not happy.
On top of this problem, the ENTIRE time, Kat is asking if she could have some, and I’m like, “Daddy almost had to file a missing person report…let daddy have this!”
So after dripping about half of the dole whip down my arm....
...we were able to locate our room and successfully check-in.
Let me just say, the rooms at PVB are really nice. As far as studio rooms in DVC, they don’t get much better. Here are a few shots…
The room worked out well for us. She loved using the pull down Murphy bed and it was great being able to let her take a bath while I took a shower. Those two separate bath areas are really nice.
Oh yeah – Dole Whip!!! So after getting the necessary pictures of the room, I scooped out a bit of the dole whip in a separate bowl for Kat so that I could load my portion up with some Havana Club spiced rum. See! I did share! Father of the Year coming my way!
Naturally – after asking for a bite of Dole Whip every 10 steps for the ¼ mile walk from the main lobby to the room, she decided that she didn’t like it.
Momentarily, I began to decipher if this creature was even my child, but then I quickly realized that that just meant there was more for me. Hooray!
We spent the next three hours at the pool. Of course I forgot the sunscreen. Luckily, there were other moms at the pool that took pity on me and let me borrow their supplies. Again – this is what happens when I travel without my wife. Like I said, I'm a four star general --- I handle macro stuff -- and DW handles the little things like making sure our kids don't get cancer.
Nothing eventful happened at the pool – other than Kat banged her head on the dark slide b/c she leaned into one of the pitch-black turns incorrectly.
So PSA, make sure you warn your kids about that.
So after about 30 mins of being in the concussion protocol, I felt we were in the clear. Again! I deal with macro level stuff. I can't get dirty in this micro-level, day-to-day trench warfare!
Side note -- Serious business coming up!!!
One thing that got me slightly annoyed was that I had been working with her on Disney "Name that Tune" for about a year at this point in hopes of her taking home some sweet prizes at the pool…but for some reason, the name that tune contest DID NOT HAVE ANY PRIZES!!! I’m not going to lie. I was a little deflated. When we had come the year before, they gave out some nice gift cards and other prizes…so I was pretty stoked about her destroying the hopes and dreams of every other kid out there.
We did win the contest; however, sadly…we walked away empty handed. Yes, yes – first world problems.
While our pool time ended on a less than stellar note (at least for me), Kat still had a blast. The pool area at Poly is definitely one of the better pool spots…so if you’re staying there, definitely check it out.
After a quick walk to the room, we got showered and changed. It was time for a big night! Any guesses as to what was in store???
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