This has been a great trip. It’s been an excellent conference, and even though we didn’t get into the park yesterday, we all had a good time playing at the many pools and beaches, although I could only do that after the sessions were over. However, since it’s 80 degrees through the night here, the only hard part of scheduling was figuring out when we had to leave the pool.
It’s nice to be able to stay outside late because while the sun has been up I’ve mostly been inside a windowless conference room. I’ve been out long enough to see the maid parade this morning–a bit surreal to see 100 costumed maids, complete with parasols, parade around the pool–and some make some other observations, which have raised some questions…
Disney Employees … sorry, Cast Members
Love the hotel, pools, beaches, food, boats, monorail, park–everything that you do. Love the magic that makes it all so easy to enjoy, but seriously, does ending every conversation with, “Have a magical day!” make you want to shoot yourself in the head? Also, how many times have you ended personal conversations with that by accident–
“Wanna have another drink, Dave?”
“No, dude. I’m outta here. Have a magical day!”
Why do you hate hotel cribs?
Also, for future reference, the headboard is called that because you’re supposed to sleep with your head at that end of the bed. The other end of the bed is called “the foot” of the bed because you are supposed to sleep with your feet at that end of the bed.
While it is, perhaps, impressive that you can spend the entire night stretched out from one side of the bed to the other, a few words of advice about this: if you punch your mother in the face and kick your father in the face all night long while you do this, please plan on being well-behaved for the entire next day.
Also, just because your mother is flexible and can sleep in a full split with you extended horizontally between her legs, don’t think that your father can do this without reconstructive hip surgery.
Also, Disney…any way to make the crib rails two inches higher so that tall toddlers can’t climb out within 30 seconds? Maybe apply some Disney magic?
Denim shorts–stop it. Now.
They aren’t cutoffs, and you shouldn’t be wearing cutoffs anyway unless you’re time traveling back 40 years to Max Yasgur’s farm.
Denim shorts make you look like a doof. Not even Disney magic can make you look good in these. Especially those long ones–denim knickers? culottes? capris? Whatever…they’re a disaster.
You’re an adult. Wear adult clothes.