bgohre
Always be the second one in the outhouse. It's goi
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- Feb 25, 2009
I was reading another forum and thought it would be great if people shared some of their stories that were either funny or very "interesting".
Here is mine.
On my very first trip (back in '85) to WDW we arrived in the early afternoon on December 31st. The temp was about 60 degrees and coming from WI, this felt darn near tropical. We checked into the Cabin (back then they called them Trailers) at Fort Wilderness, threw on a pair of shorts and tank top and went to Epcot with my Mom, Aunt, Uncle and two cousins. We all went our seperate ways and agreed to meet back at the ball at 1:00 am or so.
As the sun went down it started getting cold, around 10 or so it started to rain. Of course nobody was prepared and heck, we were at Disney so nobody cared. By the time 1 am rolled around we were pretty much all freezing. It was cold and wet and we were looking forward to getting back to the warmth of our Cabin. One problem, no Uncle. So we waited til the park closed at 2a, no Uncle. We loitered around the park until they kicked us out. We explained our situation to a CM and they sent a request out on the radio to look for our Uncle. We watched as Cast Members left until finally a Manager came out and said the park was completly empty.
They got a bus for us so we could get back to our Cabin, by now it was 4am and everybody was soaking wet and frozen to the bone. Everybody was really worried because my Uncle is a type A person. Very punctual and very VERY strict about sticking to our schedule. We got back to the cabin about 4:30am. We all stood in the kitchen area taking off our wet shoes and discussing what we were going to do next. Suddenly, my Uncle comes out of the back bedroom and says and I quote, "if you guys were going to stay out so late, you should have brought jackets with you".
All I could do was picture myself jumping over the couch and shoving my wet shoe...well you can guess the rest. Turns out that he had been walking around with my Mom and Aunt. He went into the bathroom and when he came out he couldn't find them so he decided he was tired so he went back to the hotel at 9p to go to sleep. For the rest of the trip he was truly the best uncle anybody could ever have, pizza, snacks, souveneirs whenever you wanted something all you had to do was look at him and he would buy it for you. While we were all pretty mad at him for that, it turns out to be a great memory.
Here is mine.
On my very first trip (back in '85) to WDW we arrived in the early afternoon on December 31st. The temp was about 60 degrees and coming from WI, this felt darn near tropical. We checked into the Cabin (back then they called them Trailers) at Fort Wilderness, threw on a pair of shorts and tank top and went to Epcot with my Mom, Aunt, Uncle and two cousins. We all went our seperate ways and agreed to meet back at the ball at 1:00 am or so.
As the sun went down it started getting cold, around 10 or so it started to rain. Of course nobody was prepared and heck, we were at Disney so nobody cared. By the time 1 am rolled around we were pretty much all freezing. It was cold and wet and we were looking forward to getting back to the warmth of our Cabin. One problem, no Uncle. So we waited til the park closed at 2a, no Uncle. We loitered around the park until they kicked us out. We explained our situation to a CM and they sent a request out on the radio to look for our Uncle. We watched as Cast Members left until finally a Manager came out and said the park was completly empty.
They got a bus for us so we could get back to our Cabin, by now it was 4am and everybody was soaking wet and frozen to the bone. Everybody was really worried because my Uncle is a type A person. Very punctual and very VERY strict about sticking to our schedule. We got back to the cabin about 4:30am. We all stood in the kitchen area taking off our wet shoes and discussing what we were going to do next. Suddenly, my Uncle comes out of the back bedroom and says and I quote, "if you guys were going to stay out so late, you should have brought jackets with you".
All I could do was picture myself jumping over the couch and shoving my wet shoe...well you can guess the rest. Turns out that he had been walking around with my Mom and Aunt. He went into the bathroom and when he came out he couldn't find them so he decided he was tired so he went back to the hotel at 9p to go to sleep. For the rest of the trip he was truly the best uncle anybody could ever have, pizza, snacks, souveneirs whenever you wanted something all you had to do was look at him and he would buy it for you. While we were all pretty mad at him for that, it turns out to be a great memory.