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I believe I said somewhere many, many pages ago, that I love the World Showcase. I could spend two or three days here. And we started with Mexico. I think it is just cool. I said that somewhere, too. But it is an awesome pavilion. We wandered in and took a picture by the fountain. We walked by the mariachi band. And headed straight for our destination: el Rio del Tiempo. I hadn’t been on it since 1984. Not much has changed. And the boat got stuck again. I asked #1S if he broke the boat. After we got out of the boat, we exited Mexico. NO I didn’t eat any Mexican food. Because I knew we would get around to American Adventure. I didn’t want to miss it again. Because of the same reason as the first time. Next we entered the virtual homeland of the Maelstrommers: Norway. For you blogsters, Lisa and I connected with a group of people on the internet who share in the passion we have for DisneyWorld. We have shared jokes and laughter. We have talked on the phone....

After sipping a free Coke or three, we headed over to the other Innoventions. #1S did Kidcot. #2S played among the trees. And we went around to play on the kid computers. And we killed time. Lisa was due out between 11:30-Noon. Well it was getting mighty close to that time. So we went out to the most likely place to meet. And we sat out there for about 15 minutes when tragedy struck. Pal Mickey was nowhere to be seen. He didn’t make it out of Innoventions. Because #1S had taken his Pal from around his neck to color. And that was where Pal Mickey stayed when we left. Luckily, Pal Mickey was having a little nap in the same place when we went back. And I stapled Pal Mickey to #1S’s neck. Not really. I didn’t bring the staple gun. They wouldn’t let me get it past the security gate. But I did tell him to leave Pal Mickey around his neck. And we went back out to meet Lisa. And waited. And Waited. And saw this lizard running around. I was getting a little cranky at this ...

This was the day that 3 of the Bergman family was looking forward to. This was Epcot day! Lisa was excited about the day because she was partially fulfilling a dream: getting up close with a dolphin. #1S was excited because he was getting a new toy: Pal Mickey. I was excited because I was getting to go to Epcot: my favorite of all Disney parks. #2S was just there. And would get worse as the day went on. Dumm-dumm-duh-dummmmm (in a deep, foreboding way). Well we were all up and at ‘em relatively early. Just because we needed to get away. But only to the Mercantile. See, we are fairly clear on money issues with our boys. We work their little behinds off. But we pay them. And the months leading up to Disney, they had worked hard. Plus they got a little bonus before we left. We also set some rules. Rule #1 – no junk (even if it Disney). This meant no plastic spinny-whrily-lighty-uppy thingy’s. Rule #2 – no buying anything until the third day. If they saw some...

We walked out of Indy, disillusioned on my part, but hungry. The buffet had worn off. It was time for munchies crunchies. We had an ADR at Mama Melrose’s for about 2 hours from this point. That wouldn’t work. But Sci-Fi was right around the corner (so to speak). We headed around to the Sci-Fi and walked up. I asked, “Would it be possible to get a lunch?” “Sure,” says the hostess, “I will be a few minutes.” So I’m thinking 10-15 minutes. There was line of folks there. They were seated all around the entryway. So we stood there for couple of minutes (literally 2-3 minutes) and we got called. Before all of those other folks sitting there. I think the big difference between us and them, we were car-booth snobs. We just wanted some lunch and any sit down space was good. So we got a chair before lots of other people. Sorry. But I have to do a victory dance now. It was short lived, though. #2S went into fit mode. My food was mediocre (ribs again – what can I say, I’m a carnivore). Desert wa...

Well it is Tuesday of our vacation, so that means that it is Disney Studios Day. We all get up and around early enough to get to the Studios at rope drop. There was a great family from Great Britain (by their accent) standing with us. They were getting ready to head over to Indy. At rope drop. I don’t normally intrude upon folks’ conversations, but I really felt I should help them out. And when the rope dropped, they stuck with us. Like I knew what I was doing. I didn’t have the heart to tell them that our plans for two days in a row had been trashed. But they stuck with us. We got to the street over in front of the ABC Theater and heard the revving of car engine and loud music. It was then that Lightening McQueen came right down the boulevard right in front of us. Very cool. But we didn’t stop for pictures. We had a tour through the stars waiting for us. We got over to Star Tours and there was no one waiting. So we raced through the line. Weird thing, th...

That evening was our Spectro/Fireworks night. I wanted the boys to get rested up for it. We got them to lay down for a while. I was all about finding a way onto the internet. But no such luck. It wouldn’t let me on. And I was late on posting the next chapter. I need to keep the audience engaged. And Lisa told me to do a post per day. Deadlines. After resting up, we got ready to head to the Kingdom again. We got on the boat to the MK. But it was later in the day. So we took the LOOOOONG way around. It was the late enough that they were in the park emptying pattern. That means we had to go to Ft. Wilderness and then to MK. I was cranky. The Contemporary boat was leaving at the same time, and it would have us at the dock in no time. We could have been in the park that much sooner. Oh, well. We did have one blessed moment on the boat journey to MK, though. Once we, finally, got to the Magic Kingdom, we headed for Hall of Presidents. I am a history buff. So th...