elcmum
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- Mar 27, 2014
The update with NO photos
How does this even happen?
I left you with a photo of the ASMo food court jam-packed, and the news we were tired and cranky. On the bus heading back to ASMo I was trying to follow what was going on with social media and alerts, learning basic information like the parks were going to be closed the next day -- Friday.
In the back of my mind I was trying to mentally reshuffle our plans. ("Okay, tomorrow we were supposed to be at Epcot. Let's move that to Saturday, we'll stick with HS for Sunday because I don't want to lose the 50s PT dinner, we'll stick to just MK on Monday and since we are going to MNSSHP, we'll spend the morning at MK and take a break and then go back for the party in the evening.")
The reality is it took a lot longer for me to figure that plan out.
I was bummed about our FEA FP for Epcot knowing we probably wouldn't be able to get one on Saturday at such a last-minute notice. I also had a work meeting on Tuesday morning, and while secretly hoping it would be cancelled, I planned that if that happened, we would hit Disney Springs Tuesday morning before our departure.
There were a lot of if/then/when plans, and everything was undecided until the storm passed. In all honesty, the one plan that never crossed my mind was that we could be stuck at ASMo for the rest of our trip because the parks were all closed.
Whew.
We arrived at ASMo and waited, again, in the world's longest line at the main desk, where I enquired about picking up our GG order. It turns out I was in the wrong line and wasted that time by being in the wrong spot, and needed to go to bell services.
No worries, it turned out to be a good reason to be in the line. The CM told me that all resorts and their restaurants would be closed on Friday; we should plan tonight to have enough food in our room as the food court was closing around 7pm, and there was going to be a mandatory lockdown for all guests on Friday and we would be confined to our rooms until an all-clear was given.
Whaaaaaaaat???
Oh, and there were box lunches for sale in the food court, on a first-come, first-served basis.
There was a lot more mental planning going on at that point. I had ordered PopTarts, water, chips & hummus, and bananas from GG, and was able to get the order dropped off in our room. We went to the food court and looked at the box lunches (ham sandwich, chips, apple, cookie) and grabbed two of them, even though they were a ridiculous price at $12 per box.
The food plan was:
- PopTarts and fruit for breakfast
- Ridiculously over-priced box lunches for lunch
- go to the food court at dinnertime and buy a pizza; we'd eat two slices for dinner, and the other half for dinner the following night.... and also buy two giant cupcakes, and eat half on Thursday for dessert, saving the remainder for Friday.
We went back to the room and watched the news for awhile.
(Knowing we were flying into a hurricane, I actually packed a few torches [flashlights] in our luggage. The mousekeepers at ASMo dropped another torch/flashlight off in all rooms while cleaning them on Thursday.) There were periodic messages that came through on the phone in the room providing updates, and at some point we needed to buy the pizza so we went back to the food court at 6pm... and holy mackerel, this is the what the food court looked like:
Guests who stayed at the parks until 5pm returned to chaotic pandemonium.
Let's see... there was the woman who bought about twenty box lunches. There was also a family who bought at least ten pizzas.
The food was flying off the shelves, the box lunches were all claimed and there was a lot of drama about those, too. (Apparently there is no standard to box lunches at WDW; some resorts had good box lunches like ours... other resorts just had bread with one slice of ham, and a small side. This may have also been because they didn't expect everyone would go box lunch crazy and had to make box lunches on the fly.) Pretty much everything was starting to get cleared out. And then, the guests who were at Disney Springs for dinner until the last possible minute returned to basically nothing left on the shelves.
It took us an hour to place an order for our pizza and pick it up. The CMs were honestly doing the best that they could with the demand, and it was rather saddening to witness the level of crazy that people exhibit when there is a potential emergency.
We ended up getting the refillable mugs, and spent the evening going to and from our room and making the most of the drinks (Sprite! Hot chocolate! Lemonade!) and also just people-watching, too. It was a good thing we left the park at 2pm, because I felt confident we would be okay.
At some point we were just resigned to staying in the room; the food court closed, and we were prepared and ready to spend Friday in the room.
CJ has the ability to sleep well in hotels, and I do not. It was a fitful night of sleep and every few hours I kept watching the Weather Channel to see where the storm was and if it made landfall. Our room had a failed window seal, so even when I tried to peek out the window throughout the night I couldn't really see much. It sounded loud and wild, but I wasn't exactly too sure what was going on outside and the damage there would be.
Eventually, daylight came... and it was good.
Coming next -- The day WDW was closed...
How does this even happen?
I left you with a photo of the ASMo food court jam-packed, and the news we were tired and cranky. On the bus heading back to ASMo I was trying to follow what was going on with social media and alerts, learning basic information like the parks were going to be closed the next day -- Friday.
In the back of my mind I was trying to mentally reshuffle our plans. ("Okay, tomorrow we were supposed to be at Epcot. Let's move that to Saturday, we'll stick with HS for Sunday because I don't want to lose the 50s PT dinner, we'll stick to just MK on Monday and since we are going to MNSSHP, we'll spend the morning at MK and take a break and then go back for the party in the evening.")
The reality is it took a lot longer for me to figure that plan out.
I was bummed about our FEA FP for Epcot knowing we probably wouldn't be able to get one on Saturday at such a last-minute notice. I also had a work meeting on Tuesday morning, and while secretly hoping it would be cancelled, I planned that if that happened, we would hit Disney Springs Tuesday morning before our departure.
There were a lot of if/then/when plans, and everything was undecided until the storm passed. In all honesty, the one plan that never crossed my mind was that we could be stuck at ASMo for the rest of our trip because the parks were all closed.
Whew.
We arrived at ASMo and waited, again, in the world's longest line at the main desk, where I enquired about picking up our GG order. It turns out I was in the wrong line and wasted that time by being in the wrong spot, and needed to go to bell services.
No worries, it turned out to be a good reason to be in the line. The CM told me that all resorts and their restaurants would be closed on Friday; we should plan tonight to have enough food in our room as the food court was closing around 7pm, and there was going to be a mandatory lockdown for all guests on Friday and we would be confined to our rooms until an all-clear was given.
Whaaaaaaaat???
Oh, and there were box lunches for sale in the food court, on a first-come, first-served basis.
There was a lot more mental planning going on at that point. I had ordered PopTarts, water, chips & hummus, and bananas from GG, and was able to get the order dropped off in our room. We went to the food court and looked at the box lunches (ham sandwich, chips, apple, cookie) and grabbed two of them, even though they were a ridiculous price at $12 per box.
The food plan was:
- PopTarts and fruit for breakfast
- Ridiculously over-priced box lunches for lunch
- go to the food court at dinnertime and buy a pizza; we'd eat two slices for dinner, and the other half for dinner the following night.... and also buy two giant cupcakes, and eat half on Thursday for dessert, saving the remainder for Friday.
We went back to the room and watched the news for awhile.
(Knowing we were flying into a hurricane, I actually packed a few torches [flashlights] in our luggage. The mousekeepers at ASMo dropped another torch/flashlight off in all rooms while cleaning them on Thursday.) There were periodic messages that came through on the phone in the room providing updates, and at some point we needed to buy the pizza so we went back to the food court at 6pm... and holy mackerel, this is the what the food court looked like:
Guests who stayed at the parks until 5pm returned to chaotic pandemonium.
Let's see... there was the woman who bought about twenty box lunches. There was also a family who bought at least ten pizzas.
The food was flying off the shelves, the box lunches were all claimed and there was a lot of drama about those, too. (Apparently there is no standard to box lunches at WDW; some resorts had good box lunches like ours... other resorts just had bread with one slice of ham, and a small side. This may have also been because they didn't expect everyone would go box lunch crazy and had to make box lunches on the fly.) Pretty much everything was starting to get cleared out. And then, the guests who were at Disney Springs for dinner until the last possible minute returned to basically nothing left on the shelves.
It took us an hour to place an order for our pizza and pick it up. The CMs were honestly doing the best that they could with the demand, and it was rather saddening to witness the level of crazy that people exhibit when there is a potential emergency.
We ended up getting the refillable mugs, and spent the evening going to and from our room and making the most of the drinks (Sprite! Hot chocolate! Lemonade!) and also just people-watching, too. It was a good thing we left the park at 2pm, because I felt confident we would be okay.
At some point we were just resigned to staying in the room; the food court closed, and we were prepared and ready to spend Friday in the room.
CJ has the ability to sleep well in hotels, and I do not. It was a fitful night of sleep and every few hours I kept watching the Weather Channel to see where the storm was and if it made landfall. Our room had a failed window seal, so even when I tried to peek out the window throughout the night I couldn't really see much. It sounded loud and wild, but I wasn't exactly too sure what was going on outside and the damage there would be.
Eventually, daylight came... and it was good.
Coming next -- The day WDW was closed...
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