Mine was a "Girls Weekend." Sounded great...leave the significant others and have a quick three day trip to WDW.
There were seven of us and three of us were Disney old timers. We knew the pitfalls to avoid and the situations to take advantage of. The others didn't have a clue and or didn't care and acted like it from the moment we got there to the moment we left.
"The Others"
One missed her original flight and we should have know that was a sign of what was to come.
We had to stop for two smokers about every 40 minutes.
We had to bypass most of Epcot because one found it "really boring."
We had two who had their cell phones glued to their ears...talking to the significant others we were suppose to be escaping from.
Another one stopped to fix her make up six times in two hours. I finally asked her who she was trying to pick up; Peter Pan? Winnie The Pooh? Prince Ali?
One wanted to shop for her kids the entire time and another one was on a diet...never wanted to eat anywhere the rest of us did.
My favorite was the one who we had to literally pull out of bed each morning. It was an hour before she was human and would even speak to anyone.
The clincher? Ever seen seven women dine on one check and then the most anal one of the group insists on starting "the check breakdown from hell?"
I made it back home, told my husband women were evil, drank my self to sleep and said never again.
