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|Tue, 12-28-2010 - 5:13pm|
Tuesday, 12/28/2010 Moving Day
We moved from the Magic Tree Resort to AKL. It actually went a lot smoother than it could have. Mark went to sleep last night around 10, and I followed two hours later, relatively early for me.
He was up early to throw one last load into the washer and dryer, and by the time we left only two items were slightly damp, one of my hoodies and a nightgown.
We made two trips to AKL, the first one was the scooter and suitcases, the second trip was bags of groceries and other assorted things that we planned to leave in the car during our stay here.
Check-out of MT was 11 a.m., we left by 9:30 on the first trip, and Mark went into the lobby to get change of a $20 so he could tip the luggage handler, and instead of being only a minute to do that, he checked us into the AKL. My main concern was being out of our MT room by 11 to avoid the extra-day charge, and amazingly enough, we were.
When we got back to AKL, surprise J surprise, at around 11:30, our room was ready! We’re on the Zebra Trail, 5th floor, just like we were in November (thank you, Tara, if you’re reading this), but I wasn’t ready to head up there yet.
My plan was to hit Simba’s Cub-house for the beading activity for older teens and adults. When we were here on Tara’s Gift J , I’d made an anklet for myself and my sister really liked it and asked me if I could make her a necklace just like it. I told her it was $1.50 an inch, and depending on length it could be a little high for beads, but she said that didn’t matter, said to make it 20” to 22” and that would be fine. So trusting to memory because I hadn’t unpacked my anklet yet, I winged it and ended with a 20”. After I saw mine, I realized I forgot to include the large rectangular amethyst beads, but I don’t think she’ll remember. I also decided to make it her birthday present, I have to figure out how to ship it so she gets it by next week … but I don’t have to think about that today, although I might if I find myself with some time.
I got up to our room by 12:20 to find dh surrounded by bags and suitcases, trying desperately to fit our 1,000 lbs. of stuff into the small studio (adequate for say, 400 lbs. of stuff lol). He did get our perishables into the fridge nicely, and I wanted to head off a hissy-fit, so I suggested we go have lunch -- now that we’re on the DDP J , and he actually said ok. I told him we can go do our Walmart errand afterwards, then come back and relax until dinner. I said, “Let’s try The Mara, since we’re here and it’s right here, I have to eat soon anyway to avoid a sugar-drop.” So we’re on our way and he started complaining that he didn’t just want a plain ol’ hamburger, I said “I don’t know what they have since we never looked at it long enough to read the menu” and onward we went. Much to our surprise, the menu offerings were more diverse, and they don’t even sell burgers lol. I felt my sugar dropping, though, and started to panic and sweat, yet my hands were freezing cold. (You have to go outdoors to get to The Mara from the hotel.) He told me to go get a table while he ordered for us. I told him to get me the African Stew, and I took a V-8 out of the case. We also are entitled to dessert, but the cashier said we could substitute any item in The Mara under $4.00! Yay! I didn’t have to get sugar. I glanced around and noticed that they have soup, and I got Butternut Squash. I am so sorry I didn’t take photos though, I just wanted to raise my sugar and I wasn’t thinking about pics until after we were done eating. But I did find this image on a google search ;).