So
the check out process was amazing. Too
good to be true even. We went over to
get a cup of coffee and there hanging on our door was an envelope containing
our boarding passes and new luggage tags for our flight home. However, when Josh opened his envelope, it
was missing one minor thing – Christi.
Not that she was all that broken up about the possibility of having to
stay longer, but she did kind of want to accompany her family. Her knight in shining armor husband took care
of the problem with a quick trip to the front desk, though, and we were all
set. I think they were afraid to see
Josh coming by this time. They got to
know him really well when we first arrived and their pack n play was missing
from their luggage. They did finally
locate it, but not until they saw Josh’s smiling face more times than they
cared to.
Once
that snafu was addressed we checked in our luggage (yep, they do all that at
the resort as well), jumped into a real live taxi, and headed for the Polynesian
Resort for a special breakfast experience.
Our table was right by a corner bank of windows overlooking the bay with
the big Cinderella castle in the background.
Very pretty. That’s some travel
agent we had. Thanks, Christi.
Now,
on to the breakfast. It was an
all-you-can-eat family style affair. Bacon
and eggs and waffles and fruit and pastries.
And we had some visitors while we ate.
Mickey and Pluto and Lilo and Stitch were all there. Lilo didn’t hold much appeal for the
boys. Stitch was Ok. Luke thought he was some strange-looking
puppy dog. Mickey brought forth the
smiles, though. At least until he
accidentally smacked Caleb in the head.
But Pluto was by far the highlight of the day. Can’t beat a good, old-fashioned dog.
To
get back to our resort where we were to meet the bus to the airport, we had to
take the monorail to the central station, then transfer to Epcot. From there we caught the bus back to home
base. Phew. But we made it with an hour to spare. Even had enough time for the boys to visit
the game room.
Now,
remember that part about “too good to be true”?
As we were going through security checks at the airport we noticed that
Chris and Christi’s boarding passes were exactly the same. Exactly.
They let both of them pass with little more than a quizzical look, but
our senses were certainly awakened. We
headed right over to the Southwest booth to get it straightened out. Sure enough, Chris hadn’t checked in
yet. Never mind the fact that she was
standing right in front of them. The
attendant was very nice about the whole thing.
Blamed it on Disney, of course. She
took care of everything and issued Chris a proper boarding pass.
No
real issues on the flight home. We
stopped at Gringos for supper (after we got in the car. The airplane didn’t pull over and stop at
Gringos). The boys were happy to see
Freddy, and the four of them ran in circles for a while until bedtime. Once they settled down, I don’t think it took
them long to start snoring. Chris and I made
a quick trip to WalMart for some milk and stuff for breakfast, but we were
ready as well. Great to be back in our
own bed.
Romans
6:18 says, “You have been set free from
sin and have become slaves to righteousness.”
Father,
thank you for a great week with Josh and his family. Help them to hang onto some good memories. Amen.
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