Day Fourteen – 9th September
I can only apologise. With this trip being a very indulgent eighteen days we seem to be having more rest days than John Lesley. Here comes another. My notes are barely two pages and there are four photographs, so if you’ve got a busy day today then this part of the trippie will suit you very well.
What adds insult to that injury is that on my original plan, today was to be a full day at Epcot. However, it was very apparent that everyone was a bit frazzled and tired and so picking up on subtle hints from yesterday like “It would be nice to have a rest day tomorrow”, I changed the plan, cancelled the FastPass+ stuff for the day and booked some more for tomorrow instead.
Feel free to skip this day and pick it up again tomorrow when we do some stuff.
Nana and Grandad had mentioned that they wouldn’t mind going to that discount shop Louise and I found the other day at some point today so I said I’d take them when they were ready. After breakfast and about ten minutes of reading by the pool, they were ready so off we went. Yep, a rest day….I know.
I left them to browse and took the opportunity to go to the nearby Target to restock the villa again. To give Nana sufficient time to spend lots of money I took my time and demonstrated enormous “big shop” expertise by doing two shops at the same time, one for the villa and some stuff for Emily’s apartment. Once done, I went to refuel the minivan and then loitered outside of the Ross shop Nana and Grandad were in waiting to pick them up. Today truly is the stuff of trip report gold isn’t it?
Once back home some of that actual resting happened, pretty much for the rest of the day. I binge read another Jack Reacher and so I’ll be honest I was fairly oblivious to what anyone else did. I was aware of some bodies in the pool at various times but beyond that I have no clue. Oh, it was hot too.
We had evening plans so the readying happened from late afternoon. I joined in with that ten minutes prior to departure at around 6.30. With Emily’s groceries in the boot (trunk) we arrived at The Commons around 7 and went through the pleasingly arduous security process to get to drive down to her apartment.
Most of us took the chance to go and have a nosey around her home and we met another of her room mates, Siri. Yes, that’s right, we met the infamous Siri. She was Norwegian, nineteen, lovely and incredible at English. I felt suitably inadequate.
After packing away Emily’s food into her bits of the kitchen we were about to leave and her phone went as her boyfriend Facetimed her. This went on for some time and we hung about like spare parts for a bit. As this had been the first time they’d managed to Facetime properly since her arrival she decided to stay in and chat with him rather than come out to dinner with us.
We left her to it, feeling more like an Asda delivery service than parents and went to eat ourselves.
Tonight was Bahama Breeze which is literally two minutes from The Commons. We asked to be seated on the patio as we can’t get enough of them steel drum UB40 covers from the resident artiste.
We ordered –
Me – Buttermilk Chicken Sandwich
Louise – Jerk Chicken
And my crap notes for today failed to capture anyone else’s food either in written or photo form. These rest days are the path to shoddy notes and need to be discouraged and eradicated as soon as possible.
As we ate we were joined by a scruffy little kitten.
Knowing that we shouldn’t, we fed it some bits and we saw not only was it eating stuff but it also dragged stuff below the decking. Upon investigation we saw another, much more shy kitten, there eating the bits it was being given. Needless to say we threw more food down to that one, no doubt infuriating the restaurant owners.
The food was as lovely as ever and we were the most full we had ever been ever, since the last meal and we were never going to eat again…..again. We shuffled to the car and I had us home by 10.30. We went straight to bed in order to give our bodies the optimum conditions under which it could convert that food to fat as quickly as possible.
Till the next time……
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I’m a big fan of your trip reports and have read many full trip’s worth. There’s a small element of not feeling like your heart is in it this time round (there is also a big gap on the DIBB page). Not a dig as I appreciate your efforts but I can’t help feeling like this has become a burden this time round. Sorry 😦
Hi Peter. You are probably right to some extent and I appreciate the honesty. I put it down to life being very busy and annoyingly complicated, (as was the lead up to this trip) and when you’ve written as many as I have there’s an element of groundhog day for me, let alone the poor readers. With regards to the Dibb, I’ve just decided I won’t post any more reports on there. I hadn’t since 2012 (I think) but thought I’d share these most recent ones as I just won’t have the time or inclination to put them into an eBook for now. Hence me blogging them here each week. It’s just easier.
For reasons that aren’t important enough to document I’ve decided not to post any more reports on The Dibb. Whether I am vague about why or explain fully there will be hooha about it so I choose not to. No big drama and it is mainly time pressure that made the decision.
I promise to try harder….. or maybe just something different 🙂