Amy: great reporting, and great pics, as usual! I especially love the ones from Via Napoli because we didn't get any good ones while we were there. By the way, there's another hidden Mickey in the Norway mural: it's on the cruise-ship lady's uniform, right at the top edge of the clipboard.
Mindflipper: thanks for doing the research for Poly P.
And now, without further adieu:
Day 12, Saturday 12-11-10…. Our last day for this trip (sniffle… )
First things first this morning… we had to pack. Here’s Mickey and Minnie guarding our luggage. These were the ones that Mindflipper gave us. The other set we got from the manager of the Coronado is packed away inside a suitcase:
We left our luggage with Bell Services and had a quick breakfast at the concierge lounge, then headed to AK so Mouseoholic could ride her beloved Expedition Everest one more time. Naturally, on our last day, after being freezing cold the whole trip, the weather was now gorgeous and warm! Go figure…
We arrived at AK without incident and rode EE. Afterwards, we had some trouble deciding what to do next. We kinda wanted to stick around AK, but the Boilers were at Epcot and we really wanted to see them one more time too (today was their last day as well). So in the end we decided to head over to Epcot and meet up with them. We went to the bus stop to catch the direct bus from AK to Epcot. While we were waiting for the bus, there was a group of totally freaky teenagers acting like idiots and irritating everyone. These kids were real psychos… dressed like something out of “Little Shop of Horrors,” only they weren’t play acting.

They were rude, vulgar, and just generally repulsive on a number of different levels, and we were not looking forward to being stuck on a bus with them all the way to Epcot. Well as it turns out, we didn’t have to. The bus was taking forever to get there, and we caught sight of the bus to the TTC and got the idea of going there and hopping the monorail to Epcot. We knew it would take longer, but at least we wouldn’t have to ride with the freaks… plus it would give us one more chance to ride the monorail:
As we arrived at Epcot, Mouseoholic decided to get some “alternative view” shots of the park. They didn’t come out as well as we hoped because of the sun’s glare off the glass (plus the glass was dirty), but some of them were okay:
By now it was already about noon, and I was in a hurry to get to Mexico and meet up with the Boilers, but Mouseoholic just couldn’t resist getting a few more “artsy” pics of the park:
We met up with the Boilers and tried to decide what to do. In the end we all realized that we didn’t have a whole lot of time left, so we just decided to hang out and chat for a while. We wouldn’t be seeing each other again for a long time and wanted to make the most of the time we had together to chat and share stories about the trip. I was eager to have one more Jalapeno margarita in La Cava, so I asked who wanted to join me. Boilerbabe said she could use a little something, so while Boilderdude and Mouseoholic staked out a good spot to hang out in the plaza area, we went inside and got our margaritas. When we got our drinks we regrouped with the others in the plaza and just sat around talking and people watching for a while. We couldn’t believe the trip was over already, and that we wouldn’t have another chance to hang out together for a long time. But although we were all sad to say goodbye, we were still happy that we had spent so much time together, and we were all equally happy to have met so many of our fellow Mayhem Marauders, even though we only got to hang out with them a little bit.
All too soon, the time came for the Boilers to leave (although their flight was leaving about the same time as ours, they were taking the Magical Express to the airport, and also had to get all the way back to the Poly first, whereas we were walking distance from the Boardwalk and were taking a private shuttle service). So with hugs all around, we said our goodbyes, and Mouseoholic and I sadly watched them walk off into the distance.

Then we had to decide what to do with the hour or so that we had left. About that time I started feeling sick to my stomach. I think the stuff at the bar might not have been completely clean today… either that or something was wrong with my breakfast. Either way, it was not pleasant… I’ll spare y’all the details, but let’s just say that I was very thankful Mouseoholic had some Immodium with her.
In the end we just walked around the WS taking in the sights, and then hit the Yorkshire County Fish Shop for some fish and chips. We basked in the sun and ate our lunch right next to the lake. I was still feeling a little “iffy”, but the Immodium and the food helped somewhat. Finally it was time to head back to the Boardwalk. While we waited for Bell Services to retrieve our luggage, I sat in the lobby and tried to feel better. Mouseoholic decided to be evil and take this very unflattering picture of me in my suffering:
Then she made me laugh so that she could get a better one:
Finally we got our luggage and headed out front to wait for our ride. After a while we started getting nervous because it hadn’t shown up yet. They were supposed to pick us up at 3:00, but by about 3:20 they still weren’t there. Mouseoholic called their office, and was told that the driver was running late and had failed to inform them. So now we had to decide whether to risk it and wait, or take a cab. The limo company kept saying they were on their way, but by about 3:40 we decided that we just couldn’t wait any longer and grabbed a cab for a frantic rush to the airport. We were very upset, and let the limo company know as much. They agreed to refund us half of what we had paid, which was about equal to what we had to pay the cab. They also offered us a voucher for free service on our next trip, but we’re not sure we’re going to use them again. We’ll think about it…
Anyway, we screeched into the airport (our cab driver obligingly broke all the speed limits for us), rushed through security, and got to our gate just as our flight was finishing boarding! Made it just in time! Why does every trip end with a wild adventure?! (Remember last year, when we had a wreck on the way to the airport…?).
The flight home was uneventful, I was feeling much better, and we arrived home tired and happy… but sad that the trip was over. We’re now looking forward to the next one, of course… although we don’t know when it will be.
Well, that’s it for the Mousekecouple’s version of the December 2010 Mayhem Marauders trip to WDW. I hope you’ve enjoyed it, and I’ll now leave it to Amy to finish up her version. Hopefully Boilerbabe will soon be able to add hers as well.
