I apologize now if the second half of this day grosses you out...
Day Four- Magic Kingdom and an unexpected change of plans
Day four was going to be a very full day. We planned to open and close Magic Kingdom as well as celebrate our anniversary at Cinderella’s Royal Table. Once we got back to our room the night before, I could see the toll our day at EPCOT had taken on both of us, especially my wife. I fully expected it to be me that needed to take things slow and needed extra recovery time from the heat. However, I found that I was handling it much better than I anticipated, but she was not. Therefore, we decided to not rope drop MK. We left our room that morning about 8 and ate breakfast at Sassagoula Floatworks & Food Factory aka the food court at POFQ. We shared the Big Easy breakfast platter. It was not good. The scrambled eggs were liquid eggs. The only thing that was decent were the breakfast potatoes. If you are staying at POFQ, don’t eat here unless you have to do so. I would rather drive to McDonald’s and eat there than eat at POFQ. Oh, and I don’t eat at McDonald’s.
Anyway, after we finished there, we headed to the bus to go to MK. The bus had just pulled up and was loading a ECV, so we were able to get right on. We got to the park relatively quickly and headed straight for Main Street Bakery for Starbucks. Yes, yes, I know, but we had snack credits to use. While in line, we got an email that Space Mountain was down and our FP could be used on another ride except for SDMT. I was actually glad because the last thing I wanted to do was suck down an iced coffee while speed walking over to SM because our window was about to close. We knew it was going to be relatively hot, so we packed lighter shirts to wear once we got some pictures in our matching shirts. We got our mandatory castle shots and walked up on the Merida meet and greet with a short line. Jumped on that and then headed to change. DW changed into a tank top and we knew that even with her tanline from sleeveless golf shirts that she would need sunscreen on her back. Took care of that or so we thought… and headed out. We got a DAS return time for SDMT and went around to see if we could catch photopass photographers there in Fantasyland. We had just read the Chip & Co. post about all the magic shots in MK and wanted to get as many as we could. We found the one in front of Rapunzel’s restrooms with Pascal. We got the one in front of Beast’s castle with Lumiere, but we couldn’t find the one with Chip. We then got the one with Sebastian. Gaston was out, so we hopped in line to meet him. He was funny of course and said I could replace LeFou as his henchman since LeFou had seemed to have disappeared and I was wearing his favorite color, red. We then went over and met Ariel in her grotto. She did an excellent job of interacting with the little girl in front of us. The little girl had an Ariel doll, so Ariel picked her dinglehopper and started combing the doll’s hair. The little girl was in awe. The mom had to literally drag the little girl away. It was really cute. After that it was time to head back to SDMT. It was great as usual, but it did stall on the climb out of the mine. That was interesting for sure, especially after our experience on FEA the day before. I had time to look to see if there were stairs to get us out of there if need be and there were, but we didn’t need them as the ride started up again. For some reason, our magic bands were not detected by the photopass sensor so we didn’t get our pictures from it. I was disappointed. Oh well, there’s always next time. After SDMT, it was time for lunch.
Lunch was Be Our Guest. We had dinner there back in March, but this was our first experience with their quick service. We ordered ahead of time and I recommend doing this. We went through a completely separate line and it was quick and painless. It took a little time to get our food, so I can definitely see it taking at least an hour and a half to eat lunch if you don’t pre-order. We ordered the french dip. It was good. I was disappointed it didn’t come with creamy horseradish, but the au jus it did come with had good flavor. It was plenty for us to share. I understand why people say BOG is the best quick service option in MK because you get to see inside the restaurant without the dinner prices. If you’re on the QS DP or the reg. DP, I would definitely try and get a reservation for breakfast or lunch.
After lunch, we headed over to see if Space Mountain was back up and it was, so we hopped in line for it. Once we got off SM, it was time for our Splash Mountain FP so we headed to Frontierland. The heat was really starting to ramp up, so we were glad for the opportunity for some wet relief. We both got a little wet, her more so than me. We needed to stay in Frontierland or Adventureland because we had a FP for BTMR in an hour, so we headed over to get a return time for Jungle Cruise. We had a 4:30 reservation to eat at Skipper Canteen, so I wanted to ride it before we ate there. We had a 30 minute return time. It was miserably hot by this point, so we got in line for the Tiki room. It was a little relief. Before the trip, we bought a metal CamelBak vacuum insulated bottle just like this… https://www.amazon.com/CamelBak-Vacuum-Insulated-Stainless-Bottle/dp/B015DK1RK8?th=1&psc=1 Boy, are we glad we did! Definitely worth the 30 bucks. It kept ice for 10 hours even in the Florida heat. We filled it with powerade at the hotel and had already drank it, so we used a snack credit and bought a large fountain drink powerade to re-fill it. We also got a cup of ice to add to the bottle. The large filled the bottle plus some. If you are going to WDW and it’s going to be warm/as hot as the surface of the sun, I highly recommend purchasing this camelbak or something like it. After we watched the tiki birds, we headed back to Jungle Cruise. We were the last ones onto the boat, so we had to sit in the exit… in the sun… with no relief… ugh. We get off and I could tell she was dying. I said let’s do this… Let’s cancel our reservation at Skipper. Go ride BTMR, hop on the train to get back to the front of the park. Go back to the room, clean up, rest a little, then come back to MK in time for dinner at CRT. You would have thought I had just given her a million dollars. She was so happy. So, we head over to Skipper and cancelled stating she was not feeling well. Man, if I had known how much this was actually foreshadowing… We then go ride BTMR and get on the train to head to the Main Street Station. As we are about to pull out of Frontierland, I hear a lady ask one of the CMs on the platform how long the train would be stopped in Fantasyland. It peaked my interest because I really just wanted to get out of MK for a while. She said because of Festival of Fantasy it would be 30 mins. UGH!!!! I decide we should get off in Fantasyland to get a return time for SDMT that would use when we get back before dinner. We get off the train and oh my lord! I don’t know how anyone doesn’t lose their mind in the circus area even when they have small children. There is a reason I’m not an elementary teacher. We walked very quickly to get out of there and away from the hundreds of SCREAMING children. Saw two little boys slugging the crap outta each other and the mom just standing there telling them to stop. Needless to say, you could tell it was time for rest or naps for most of those kids. I don’t have kids, but I know 3 o’clock is the witching hour for many a toddler who has not had a nap yet. Anyway, we got our return time for SDMT and headed to the front of the park. We knew we would have to deal with the parade crowd, so we went through Tomorrowland and across by the Plaza restaurant. We were able to walk ahead of the front of the parade and get out. It didn’t take long for the bus to pick us up and get back to POFQ. We needed to eat something at this point, so we went back to Sassagoula and got a chicken sandwich. It was terrible. Dry and flavorless. Ugh! While waiting for the sandwich, DW said she wasn’t feeling so hot so I told her to go get our drinks and sit. I would wait on the food. We had stopped by the room to drop the backpack and grab our mugs. The smell in the restaurant was getting to her. We ate and headed back to the room. Her stomach was still a little upset, but we both thought it was the heat. We both showered and tried to rest a little.
(Warning: This next paragraph involves puking… Sorry if it grosses you out, but I want people to see how amazing the CMs responded to her needs.)
About 5:30, we headed back to MK. Our dinner reservation was at 7:20 and we wanted to ride SDMT before we ate. We decided to not take the big backpack back with us, but use a little drawl sack style one we had. We filled the camelbak with water. I threw a washcloth from the room in the bag, why I don’t know… and we headed out. We got to the bus stop and a bus was loading 2 ECV’s. There was a student group waiting to board as well. Needless to say, the bus was packed and we had to stand. It was fine or at least I thought. One of the students offered me his seat, but I declined because I didn’t mind standing. I was wearing the backpack and we weren’t far from the hotel when my wife asked for the water bottle. I could tell by her look that she wasn’t feeling well. I asked her if she needed to sit that the kid had offered me his seat and he would probably give it to her. She said no. (Damn Marine hardheadedness.) I said ok. She drank on the water, but by the time we got to World Drive, she knew she was about to be sick. Thank goodness there was nothing in the backpack except that washcloth because it was about to be a puke bag. She asked the kid if she could sit and he hopped right up. They were police explorers, so I knew he would recognize a person in need. Sure enough, she wasn’t seated for 2 minutes before she got sick. I don’t know where she developed the ability to puke quietly, but she did and thank goodness because the last thing we wanted was the chain reaction that sometimes occurs. We got off the bus and headed to the gate. We didn’t realize there were restrooms there by the bus depot. We were trying to get to first aid, but knew security would need to search the bag. They sent us to the restrooms back by the busses to wash out the bag. She gets it washed out and has to sit on the bench outside the restroom for a moment to try and collect herself. We when walk back to security because by this point we know we aren’t making it back into the park. She tells the guard at the no bags line what happened and that she needs help. What she/we meant was that we needed to get back to our resort without having to get back on the bus. We thought she had motion sickness. He has her sit down on the umbrella base that was more like a box while he tried to find his supervisor. They end up calling the paramedics. The head of Guest Relations for MK comes over. She’s fighting with everything she has not to get sick again. A female guard brings her a wet towel to put on her neck and it helps. The paramedics check her out and determine its heat related motion sickness. Jeff, head of GR, gets our reservation at CRT cancelled for us because I couldn’t get through. He also gets a CM from GR to drive us back to POFQ. The paramedics give us a vomit bag that was amazing because she used it as soon as she heard someone was taking us back. Anyway, she didn’t get sick again after that, but we asked for another bag just in case. Elsa, the CM from GR, pulls up in a white traverse, not one of the “Minnie” vans mind you, but just like it on the inside. The Minnie vans made their appearance the next day, literally. Elsa and I chat on the way back to the resort while DW prays in the back seat that she doesn’t get sick again. Come to find out, Elsa’s from Houston and went to high school with my cousin. Again, small world. Jeff called our resort to let them know what happened. When we get back to the room, there’s already a message from the front desk checking on DW. Jeff calls to let us know he was able to get the reservation at CRT cancelled. He also tried to get us another reservation for Monday night and put a complimentary 1 day hopper on our magic bands so we could go back to MK since we were missing our anniversary dinner. Monday was going to be a pool/resort day for us since we only had a 4 day hopper. Needless to say, they went above and beyond to take care of her and us.
We get back to the room and I get her settled in bed. I go get her some sprite and myself dinner to go. I then torture her, unknowingly, with my fried chicken. It was actually really good, but I didn’t realize how much it would smell up the room. I should have known, but by that point I wasn’t able to think. It had been a stressful couple of hours. I ended up having to throw away the to go box in the trash can by the elevator. She was freezing out from under the blankets, but was hot under them. It was obvious she was running fever. It finally dawned on me what was going on when she got up to go the bathroom and I got a good look at her. She was sunburned! I mean cooked on her forehead and chest. The tank top was cut lower than her golf shirts and the straps cut in further. She hadn’t worn her visor like she had been and even her scalp was burned. She had sun poisoning. I’m the one with the fair complexion who usually cooks like a lobster in the sun, but I was fine. She can spend hours on the golf course and not burn. It was so strange. Nevertheless, she was dealing with sun poisoning. I told her what was happening and she wasn’t sure I was correct, but I was. I gave her two advil because they are anti-inflammatories and headed back down to Sassagoula to get her some ginger ale. I had grabbed her some crackers when I went down before and she was struggling to get them down, mainly because they were stale AF. Again, don’t eat at Sassagoula. Anyway, the advil kicked in, she drank the ginger ale, and the fever broke.
The day definitely didn’t turn out how we had planned, but it really was ironic. We can laugh about it now. Maybe on our third anniversary we will actually get to celebrate. On our first, she was taking care of me because I had just gotten home from surgery. Now, I’m taking care of her… Hopefully, the third time's the charm. Jeff wasn’t able to get us in at CRT on Monday, but it’s ok. We have a reservation for it when we go back in November. Day five takes to Hollywood Studios on a very modified plan.
Thanks for reading and I hope I didn’t gross you out too much.