OklahomaTourist
Mouseketeer
- Joined
- May 3, 2008
Once in a while we need a reminder that there really are guardian angels watching over us, as was evidenced for us during the next-to-last day in our stay at WDW last week.
We were essentially cleaning up our "things to do list," with our son wanting to ride Splash Mountain. Having been in MK most of the day, we were getting a bit weary, but realizing we probably wouldn't get back there, we headed our way fairly late in the evening - around 9ish. The wait time at SM was 90 minutes. So my DS hopped in line, and the rest of us plopped a spot at the landing area.
We waited, and had a nice visit with a family from North Carolina, enjoyed the Wishes fireworks from a totally new angle, and after the 95 or so minutes passed, out came my DS who was very disappointed that he didn't get MORE wet . And as our crew made its way to the exit, my wife shrieked - "Oh, no, MY WALLET IS GONE!"
Just about one of the worst nightmares you can think of - a wallet full of credit cards, cash, driver's license, the works, had disappeared. We went back to the SM landing area and looked where we were waiting - nothing. And I started going through my head about how we'd have to start making calls, cancelling cards, and the incredible hassle that probably lay ahead.
We head over to a gift shop directly across from SM on the off chance someone might have turned it in there. No luck; however, the CM there said that any wallet found by Disney personnel in MK would be forwarded to City Hall, so I put the DS in charge of the rest of the crew (wife, daughter, mom) while I did my best impersonation of a sprint through the crowds down Main Street and to City Hall.
And when I get there, I wait in a line for what seems like an eternity for a CM. By the time I get to the desk, my crew has caught up with me. I tell the CM we've lost a wallet, and my wife chimes in with the description. The CM disappears for a few seconds, and comes out with a small cellophane bag WITH MY WIFE'S WALLET IN IT, marked with a tag saying "found at Splash Mountain."
And everything in it was exactly where it was supposed to be - cash, cards, driver's license, the works. Not so much as a dollar missing.
I thanked God right then and there for the honest person that found the wallet and turned it in, and for the incredibly efficient system in place that got the turned-in wallet to City Hall so quickly.
I don't know who it was that found the wallet, but I hope God blesses you richly for your honesty. It preserved a vacation that could easily otherwise have turned into a troublesome nightmare.
Whomever you are, thanks again!
We were essentially cleaning up our "things to do list," with our son wanting to ride Splash Mountain. Having been in MK most of the day, we were getting a bit weary, but realizing we probably wouldn't get back there, we headed our way fairly late in the evening - around 9ish. The wait time at SM was 90 minutes. So my DS hopped in line, and the rest of us plopped a spot at the landing area.
We waited, and had a nice visit with a family from North Carolina, enjoyed the Wishes fireworks from a totally new angle, and after the 95 or so minutes passed, out came my DS who was very disappointed that he didn't get MORE wet . And as our crew made its way to the exit, my wife shrieked - "Oh, no, MY WALLET IS GONE!"
Just about one of the worst nightmares you can think of - a wallet full of credit cards, cash, driver's license, the works, had disappeared. We went back to the SM landing area and looked where we were waiting - nothing. And I started going through my head about how we'd have to start making calls, cancelling cards, and the incredible hassle that probably lay ahead.
We head over to a gift shop directly across from SM on the off chance someone might have turned it in there. No luck; however, the CM there said that any wallet found by Disney personnel in MK would be forwarded to City Hall, so I put the DS in charge of the rest of the crew (wife, daughter, mom) while I did my best impersonation of a sprint through the crowds down Main Street and to City Hall.
And when I get there, I wait in a line for what seems like an eternity for a CM. By the time I get to the desk, my crew has caught up with me. I tell the CM we've lost a wallet, and my wife chimes in with the description. The CM disappears for a few seconds, and comes out with a small cellophane bag WITH MY WIFE'S WALLET IN IT, marked with a tag saying "found at Splash Mountain."
And everything in it was exactly where it was supposed to be - cash, cards, driver's license, the works. Not so much as a dollar missing.
I thanked God right then and there for the honest person that found the wallet and turned it in, and for the incredibly efficient system in place that got the turned-in wallet to City Hall so quickly.
I don't know who it was that found the wallet, but I hope God blesses you richly for your honesty. It preserved a vacation that could easily otherwise have turned into a troublesome nightmare.
Whomever you are, thanks again!