The Real Magic

We ate breakfast in the room before we left.  We all wore our hats we had gotten the night before.  Heather got the girls some ears that just clipped into their hair.  I had to get a photo of my girls together.

Heather had everything scheduled because that is what she does and we had to have reservations for everything; including the parks.  We arrived at the Magic Kingdom as the park was opening.  Heather tapped her wristband to get in and we didn’t have reservations for that park.  She had made a mistake and we were supposed to be at Animal Kingdom.  They had openings to get into the park, so we all got in but they canceled our Animal Kingdom and we couldn’t change it to the next day.  Heather got our reservations changed for our dinners, so that was okay.  Heather was so upset and thought she had ruined our whole vacation.  David said she sounded like her Mom.  I guess she is like me in some ways.  Anyway, this is when the real magic came into play.

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Not the Disney Magic

Heather had never stayed at the The Contemporary Resort and wanted to so we could view the fireworks from our balcony.  Of course, the fireworks had been canceled due to Covid-19.  She paid extra to get this suite but we thought we would still be able to have a good view of the park.

We arrived at The Contemporary Resort at around 4.  Our room was ready, so we walked in to the lobby.  We just didn’t feel the magic.  The people were great but it just seemed like a normal hotel.  There was Mickey ears on the carpet.  We continued to the room hoping for more there.  The suite looked like many other suites I had stayed in all over the world when we had our timeshare.  It was nothing special.  There was Disney art on the walls but that was it.  So it began, no magic, like we expected from all our previous trips to Disney.

Heather, Dan and David when out to the camper trailer to get everything we needed for the hotel.  I stayed in the room with the girls.  We went out on the balcony and watched the choo choo, monorail.  The girls enjoyed that.  We could see the family unloading the camper from our fifth floor balcony.

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