I know not everyone reads these and even fewer read all the details but they just check out the pics. I mostly do them as a way for me to re-live the trip

and also a way to remember details down the road. The fact that a few of you actually read it and ask questions is just icing on the cake! I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.
So…
This trip came about relatively quickly…In February when I was at a work meeting in Vegas it was announced that one of our vendors was taking us to WDW in May. At that point I wasn’t even sure if I would be allowed to go or where it was. Details trickled in—it was going to be held at the Grand Floridian! And spouses were invited!!!! I still didn’t know if I was going, but I was hopeful.
The last day for registration was upon us and my boss called me and my counterpart into his office. He wanted us to split the week up—for political reasons, he couldn’t have all three of us out of the office for the whole week. (The trip was arrive late Monday and leave anytime Friday, essentially killing that whole week.) So, he asked that we kick it around and talk and decide who would go which half of the week…
We got back to our offices and we both agreed that instead of this split week nonsense, one of us should go the whole week. Well, it’s no secret that I am a WDW Freak here at work (I am the one they come see for the ominous question: We are thinking about going to WDW and they told us to see you—what do I do? What???? What a question, right?) but the trip also involved lots of free golf at nice places in the Orlando area and my counterpart is a HUGE golf person. He loves it and he’s good at it. So…what to do, what to do.
He said that his wife could not get off of work and he would rather not spend a week at WDW with the boss-man anyway—I should go. I made him promise that there would be no hard feelings and after I got the ‘warm and fuzzies’ from him---I called my wife. “Honey, we are going to WDW!!!!” (again

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OK, so it’s never as easy as it sounds, right? So here were the wrinkles: My wife and I were already scheduled off that Monday because we were going to run the Pittsburgh half marathon the prior Sunday. Hmmmmm. We were driving up with one of my sons, and then driving back on Monday. I didn’t want to drive after the race and we didn’t want to drive all day Monday then get on a plane that night---it was too much. So we hatched a plan: We drove up like normal, they dropped me off at the Pittsburgh airport on Monday after the race—then they drove home and my wife flew down on Tuesday AM.
So what did that do for me? Well, after checking flights, I realized I could be landing at around 9:15 with a non-stop out of the Burgh. The reception dinner wasn’t until 6 that night. Yes I had a free day at WDW all to myself—no kids no wife no nothing except me and whatever I wanted to see.

Yayyyyy!
The other wrinkle was that my boss said he wouldn’t pay for my wife’s airfare, only mine—no problem. It was about $250—so the way I see it, $250 for a 4 night stay at the GF was well worth it, right? More on that later

Our most gracious hosts sent out an email that explained the daily activities options. Tuesday and Wednesday we had meetings until noon and then we could choose from a variety of activities. Golf, fishing, park hopping, etc. Of course, we chose the park every day

Thursday was a free day—all day.
So we were all booked---just the tedious waiting game was all that remained between us and our first (and probably only) monorail WDW hotel stay. I tried to keep my eye on the 13.1 miles I had to run the day before, but I will be honest, it was hard. I kept trying to plan aspects of the week, while still running for training.
Finally the day came—we ran the race with no problems—we had a great, great time up in Pittsburgh.
We are from Pittsburgh, so we got to see old friends and some family. It was nice and I am glad we did it. My wife dropped me off at Pittsburgh International at 5:30 with a 7:00am departure and she headed for her 7 hour drive home with my son. (I certainly got the better end of this deal, didn’t I?)
I tracked them the whole way on “Find my iPhone” and they were making good time. We took off a little late and landed about 5 mins late. No problems there---nice easy flight. I got to the DME and the CM asked me, “Where is your wife?” Huh? “Ahh she’s coming tomorrow, is that a problem?” I know I entered the dates correctly because we were essentially flying on two different itineraries. “No, it’s OK, I just see in here that she was scheduled with you.” Hmmmmm this concerned me, but I was too excited to be back (after 4 months) to let it bother me. My wife was a big girl and she could handle getting her way to WDW the next day.
I arrived at GF (last stop of three—figures) and as I exited the bus a swarm of CMs with iPad type devices were waiting for us. One of them came up to me and said, “Welcome, Henry.” It caught me off guard and I said, “Ahh yeah?” How did she know it was me? Lucky guess? Regardless, she took me to the front desk where I was checked in promptly and efficiently by Pennie. It was about 10:30 at this point and I was very surprised when she told me my room was ready.
I strolled through the impressive lobby and then out onto the grounds. I sent a few pics to my wife to show her what she was in for. They were still making great time. I dumped my laptop bag, did a quick scan of the room and hit the road for DHS! We had a great view of… the laundry bins.

They stored the linen bins just to the left of that last shot…
After consulting with my bro (and good friend) NaCler, about some suggestions for this free day, I agreed with him that I should split time between DHS and Epcot. He also suggested MK since it was so close (one stop away!!!) but I promised my wife that we would go see the new Fantasyland together for the first time.
I arrived at DHS a little after 11 and I was hungry! I had nothing except an Egg McMuffin at 6am. So I decided to hit Star Tours and then eat at the Backlot Express, mainly because I hadn’t done that in so long. Somehow we have a family tradition of eating at the ABC Commissary (of all the things, huh?) so I tried to zig instead of zag on this free day

Well, that didn’t work out…Backlot Express doesn’t open until 11:30, so ABC it was..lol. I am a notoriously fast eater, so I scarfed down a burger and fries and, yes, a beer and got back into the park. Part of my plan was to do ToT at night based on info from my consigliere, so I avoided that side of the park for now. I walked through the Streets of America looking in all the windows and took a few pics. I had no schedule and no true “Must-do’s.” The only thing I had on the agenda was to be back for a Reception Dinner at 6 at the GF Marina. I was having a blast doing nothing really.
Know where this one is?
An aside on the ABC Commissary: We just love this place for some reason. If you go between 11 and 11:45 the place is all yours! No wait for food and always plenty of spaces to sit. It’s nice and cool in there and the bathrooms are always clean and empty. Just my $0.02

I went ‘into the movies’ at TGMR, then I just milled around a little, looked in a few shops and then I heard something…yes, it was Epcot calling my name, so I hopped on the water taxi/shuttle.
I walked into the International Gateway around 1pm and I grabbed a beer in England. I walked in the shops there and decided to head to the front of the park. But then something amazing caught my ear…
The Flower and Garden festival was going on and I am no Flower and Garden type person, but I admire the topiaries and the extra food stands that they have out, a la Food and Wine Festival. So, while walking towards the bridge between WS and FW, I heard someone say, “Oh that’s where you can get Dole Whip with rum in it.” Rrrrrrrrrr. Dead stop, excuse me?? I looked at the menu board they have out in front of it and sure enough there it was: Dole Whip with spiced rum. Wow! Legal RSDW??? Yes, please:
After I had that beauty in hand, I sat by the fountain and just people-watched. It was heaven. I texted back and forth with NaCler a little bit, and then I went on SSE, but not before a quick visit to Club Cool to aggravate my son

he loves that place. A few Beverlys in my belly to help the digestion process and I was ready for the rest of my day.
Captain EO was also on the docket. I had a screaming kid incident in CE. He kept yelling, “Be nice!” He was obviously scared out of his mind, but Dad just kept on telling him to hush. I wanted to turn around and see how old this kid was, but it wasn’t for me to judge. It was a little aggravating, but all kids scream at some point…besides I was too worried about the drama unfolding in the Cosmos on the big screen.
I had promised Amy that I would have “beer for her” so what better place than Germany!? So I marched back there and did my duty for Amy. I didn’t even really want a beer at that point ---hahahah… you didn’t actually believe that did you?
I went and watched Reflections of China and then I decided to head back take a quick nap, shower and get ready for the dinner. I knew the dinner would be just heavy appetizers and drinks, so my plan was to have a few cold ones, shake some hands and then run to the room, change and head back to Epcot. On the way out I noticed that Soarin` FPs were for 6:45 and 7:45...I knew I could get back there by 7:45 with my flawless plan working like a well-oiled machine. So I grabbed a FP and then hopped on the monorail.
They were setting up the reception dinner tables already and guess what? It was RIGHT in from of my room. No kidding, I could have practically sat on my patio (I had a ground floor room) and been a part of the party. OK so this wasn’t going to be easy. I had only one choice—I was going to have to hit the parks in my business casual attire. I decided to sneak out when I had a chance and vanish into the background. Well, it wasn’t as easy as I had liked.
A view from the Marina where we had dinner:
I got there right at 6 (so I could leave quicker) but you know how it is…6 means 6:15 to everyone else and by the time my host got there it was almost 6:30. Ugh! They were messing up my plan! I kept looking at my phone---I was going to miss my FP if I left much later.
I didn’t leave until about 7:40

I missed my FP window. But anyway, it was good to catch up with some of the other people I deal with on the phone, but don’t get to see ever.
I got off the monorail and decided to set up shop somewhere with a beer for Illuminations. I took the long way around WS starting at Mexico. I saw on the agenda that we were going to be watching Illuminations with the group from a private viewing area in France, with a dessert bar, so my goal was to be over there when the show started. I looked in the shops for souvenirs for my sons—mainly in Germany and Italy based on some ideas they gave me.
One of the many, many topiaries:
It was about 8:50 so I fueled up with one last cold one and headed to the bridge between France and England. I saw where the private area was going to be, plus I could bee-line it to DHS via the IG once Illuminations was over. Which is exactly what I did.
I walked over to DHS at a brisk pace and I was there in no time. I decided to ride ST one more time and then head to ToT. While on ST, I got seated at the end of the row right next to some young girl, maybe 10-11 years old? And she looked at me and smiled, so for fun I asked her, “Is this scary?” and she immediately assured me that it was not very scary at all, “it just moves a lot.” She was cute as a button. Her mom, on the other side of her, asked what I had said and when she explained it, her brother said, “but it IS scary!” So jokingly, I cut my eyes at her and pretended scared and said, “So is it scary or not?!” She reassured me that it wasn’t and that her brother likes to mess with people. It was pretty funny. After it was over, I told her she was right, it wasn’t scary and she gave me a big smile. It made me miss my boys—they love ST, both new and old versions.
Off to ToT…10 min wait and I was on. NaCler was right—it’s worth doing this at night. If you never have—put it on your list.

I enjoyed the ambiance of DHS at night and then called my wife. They were home safely and she was in bed exhausted, but ready to come see me (yeah right—she was excited about the GF

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After one last cold beer at the Tune In Lounge, I headed back to GF. (Third stop of three…again)
I was out cold in no time—it was a long but satisfying day. It’s nice when you get to go so often that you don’t feel pressured to do everything and see everything and you can slow down and smell the roses (from the Flower and Garden show, of course

). I am very lucky that I have a great wife that allows me to come back again and again.
Next post: My wife arrives! Meetings until Noon, then Epcot with the group.