Day 9...Arrrrg! There be pirates ahead!!!
January 16
This was the day the big guys had their 2nd round of golf at Eagles Landing or Eagle Point or whatever the name of it is. The plan was for me to take Brian to go do his special something. But oh how my feelings were still seething and my temper still fuming from the crappola the night before. It was so hard to drag myself out of bed. I just kept telling myself I was going to go thru the motions of this and make it fun for Brian because this is his time. It became a mantra of sorts in my brain just to keep myself moving.
Mom was still sleeping when it was time to go to our ADR @ Kona over at the Poly so Brian & I caught a cab over just the two of us. The Kona coffee helped me a little. The pineapple macadamia pancakes made a little dent in my gloomy mood. I told myself during breakfast if I was gonna be miserable inside I had to be better at not being miserable on the outside. Brian was excited about his special treat that was coming. I just felt so awful, like my Disney-colored glasses were shattered. How to recover from that???
So we left Kona and there was a line all the way inside the Great Ceremonial House for the monorail. I've never seen that before. Eventually we got on the monorail. I don't know which of the Disney Gods thought we needed some quality time on that monorail but I'd like to smack 'em. It took 35 minutes from the time we boarded at the Poly until we disembarked at the Magic Kingdom station. Yeah, that was helping my mood back down the tubes.
Here's the obligatory "I took a picture while we waited" pic:
When we got to the Magic Kingdom we had to book it to make it for Brian's special treat in time for his appointment. Along the way we got hung up in the now thoroughly aggravating celebration parade mess. Oh! And look! It's the magical crane that's not really there!
Yes, I was still feeling like going home wasn't gonna happen soon enough. Without the Disney-colored glasses the magic is shattered and you just feel like all the celebrate this, celebrate that, celebrate you crap is nothing but a mockery. When I took the above pic I can tell you exactly what I was thinking, "Yeah. I know what you schmucks are celebrating: the fact you can sing that song and get all these mesmerized people to throw more money your way. Grrrrr!!!!" It was shameful how sour my disposition was. I'm actually ashamed of myself. Really.
So on we went towards Brian's special treat. Look what he got to do!
We checked in and only waited a few minutes before it was time to enter. Going in...
First stop, the wardrobe fitting! They didn't have the costume Brian wanted in his size so he settled for an XS men's shirt w/the Cap'n Jack hat.
Next it was time for Brian to be given his pirate name. I just knooooow this CM is gonna love me forever for capturing quite possibly the worst picture ever taken of him. LOL!
And he showed Brian where his clan hailed from:
So Brian is now David Starcastle. My absolute favorite part of the naming was the statement, "For the rest of this day ye shall answer to no other name than your Pirate name: David Starcastle....UNLESS...UNLeeessss ye' mother invokes the use of both your first and middle names at which time there is no longer any Pirate shenanigans." Good advice. :lol: