drakethib
DIS Veteran
- Joined
- Sep 22, 2004
This may not belong in the podcast forum, but many people still ask if “magic” with Disney still exist, and it seems to be a topic on the podcast every so often, so here is my story and I will try to make it as short as possible but I am not the best in writing. Please move this if this is not an appropriate forum.
About 2 weeks ago, the whole Griswald family (wife, kid, inlaws) went to WDW for a well needed vacation.
The second day we were there we were enjoying a breakfast at Ohannas with the family when my cell phone rung. Caller ID showed a odd number but I answered thinking it may be work related. Wrong.
The local Police department informing me that my house had been robbed. Bad news. Asked the P.D. to hold a second while I went find a quite place to talk. Grabbed the wife let her know what was going on and headed to find a quiet place to talk.
While the wife was in tears the nice guy at the Polynesian (A little magic from Disney) gift shop brought me to storage room so I could talk to the Police. Long story short, got off the phone with the PD and spoke with a friend to watch the house until I could fly home and take care of everything.
The family already had left breakfast and was waiting for me to give more info. I told a very upset and crying wife that I guess vacation was canceled and headed back to SSR to pack. Went to the front desk of the ploynesian and explained what had happened and could they call us a cab. “You will have to go outside and get the bell services to call a cab for you” was the response. Gee Thanks (No Magic from Disney).
Back as SSR now. Family starts packing clothes, I am on the phones with the bank canceling ATM cards, Credit Cards, Stopping payment on checks, etc (the robbers had gone through my desk at home), looking for flights online to try to get home. All of the good stuff.
Friend calls me back on my cell. He will stay and take care of the house for the next couple of days so we don’t have to cancel our vacation and try to make the best of it (God Bless this guy).
Talked to the family, decided we would stay.
Oh crap. Credit cards, ATM, etc have all been cancelled. We have about 30 bucks in cash on us as we usually hit the ATM on an as needed basis. (I know, my fault for not being prepared).
No Problem, my bank can wire us money. Talk to the bank, all they need to know if where to send it.
We go to front desk at SSR, ask to speak to the manager (My wife is better, but still shedding some tears), explained what is going on, that we barely have any cash,and asked if there is a way to wire money to the resort. Not able to wire to the resort he says, but there is a western union offiste that they would get us to (Wow nice guy, going to bring us to Western Union, Disney Magic) then he finishes the sentence,” and the cab ride will only cost you $10 bucks”. Gee, thanks. Makes me so glad I shelled out 25 grand for DVC to have you “help” me out like this. (No Disney magic) Yes, I know, they owe me nothing but I am in a bind, have an upset family, maybe the could have helped me get there with a property vehicle? But again, I know they owe me nothing. (Disney magic does not exist anymore)
Week goes buy, we make the best of the trip, still upset, a little tear here and there from the family, worried, some of our possessions are now gone, and someone has invaded our home, but we are ok.
Last day there. We go to the contemporary just to see maybe if we could get in Mickeys breakfast, we have no ADR’s so we know the chances are slim. Couldn’t get in, we understand. Walk to the concourse Steakhouse and ask if there was a way to check and see if we could get into the Character Breakfast at GF since we were unable to get to Mickeys Breakfast. Lovely people Blake and Mrs. Becky, they call and can’t get us in over ther but offer to seat us in a minute or two at Concourse. (Disney Magic maybe?)
While waiting they ask us how are trip has been. Give them the scoop about the burglary and they are so kind with their words of sympathy to us and asked if they could do anything for us. (Yes old school Disney magic) We tell them thank you but were fine.
We sit down, Wendy (our waitress), wonderful, efficient, everything you could want in a waitress. When we are almost done Wendy tells us that Blake and Mrs. Becky had told them our story about our home and that we had wanted to go eat at Mickeys breakfast. Wendy asked if there was a specifc character that we wanted to see had we made it in. We told her that Donald (one of my daughters favorites) was the only character that my 2 year old had not been able to take a picture with the entire trip. At the end of the meal, Wendy tell us that she has arranged for us to have our daughters picture taken with Donald whenever we are ready. (Tough guy me has a lump in his throat now, Disney Magic is back).
We get escorted by a CM straight to Donald and my little girl was smiling, kissing and hugging him. Everything was going to be alright. (Okay, so I am a wuss, I teared up.)
Sorry for the long story, but I guess what I am trying to say is while the magic may not be everywhere, I still know that at least 3 people at WDW brought a rough trip to a magical ending and made use forget about some bad things for a while.
To Mrs Becky, Blake, and Wendy at the Concourse Steakhouse, God Bless you and thank you for making us believe.
About 2 weeks ago, the whole Griswald family (wife, kid, inlaws) went to WDW for a well needed vacation.
The second day we were there we were enjoying a breakfast at Ohannas with the family when my cell phone rung. Caller ID showed a odd number but I answered thinking it may be work related. Wrong.
The local Police department informing me that my house had been robbed. Bad news. Asked the P.D. to hold a second while I went find a quite place to talk. Grabbed the wife let her know what was going on and headed to find a quiet place to talk.
While the wife was in tears the nice guy at the Polynesian (A little magic from Disney) gift shop brought me to storage room so I could talk to the Police. Long story short, got off the phone with the PD and spoke with a friend to watch the house until I could fly home and take care of everything.
The family already had left breakfast and was waiting for me to give more info. I told a very upset and crying wife that I guess vacation was canceled and headed back to SSR to pack. Went to the front desk of the ploynesian and explained what had happened and could they call us a cab. “You will have to go outside and get the bell services to call a cab for you” was the response. Gee Thanks (No Magic from Disney).
Back as SSR now. Family starts packing clothes, I am on the phones with the bank canceling ATM cards, Credit Cards, Stopping payment on checks, etc (the robbers had gone through my desk at home), looking for flights online to try to get home. All of the good stuff.
Friend calls me back on my cell. He will stay and take care of the house for the next couple of days so we don’t have to cancel our vacation and try to make the best of it (God Bless this guy).
Talked to the family, decided we would stay.
Oh crap. Credit cards, ATM, etc have all been cancelled. We have about 30 bucks in cash on us as we usually hit the ATM on an as needed basis. (I know, my fault for not being prepared).
No Problem, my bank can wire us money. Talk to the bank, all they need to know if where to send it.
We go to front desk at SSR, ask to speak to the manager (My wife is better, but still shedding some tears), explained what is going on, that we barely have any cash,and asked if there is a way to wire money to the resort. Not able to wire to the resort he says, but there is a western union offiste that they would get us to (Wow nice guy, going to bring us to Western Union, Disney Magic) then he finishes the sentence,” and the cab ride will only cost you $10 bucks”. Gee, thanks. Makes me so glad I shelled out 25 grand for DVC to have you “help” me out like this. (No Disney magic) Yes, I know, they owe me nothing but I am in a bind, have an upset family, maybe the could have helped me get there with a property vehicle? But again, I know they owe me nothing. (Disney magic does not exist anymore)
Week goes buy, we make the best of the trip, still upset, a little tear here and there from the family, worried, some of our possessions are now gone, and someone has invaded our home, but we are ok.
Last day there. We go to the contemporary just to see maybe if we could get in Mickeys breakfast, we have no ADR’s so we know the chances are slim. Couldn’t get in, we understand. Walk to the concourse Steakhouse and ask if there was a way to check and see if we could get into the Character Breakfast at GF since we were unable to get to Mickeys Breakfast. Lovely people Blake and Mrs. Becky, they call and can’t get us in over ther but offer to seat us in a minute or two at Concourse. (Disney Magic maybe?)
While waiting they ask us how are trip has been. Give them the scoop about the burglary and they are so kind with their words of sympathy to us and asked if they could do anything for us. (Yes old school Disney magic) We tell them thank you but were fine.
We sit down, Wendy (our waitress), wonderful, efficient, everything you could want in a waitress. When we are almost done Wendy tells us that Blake and Mrs. Becky had told them our story about our home and that we had wanted to go eat at Mickeys breakfast. Wendy asked if there was a specifc character that we wanted to see had we made it in. We told her that Donald (one of my daughters favorites) was the only character that my 2 year old had not been able to take a picture with the entire trip. At the end of the meal, Wendy tell us that she has arranged for us to have our daughters picture taken with Donald whenever we are ready. (Tough guy me has a lump in his throat now, Disney Magic is back).
We get escorted by a CM straight to Donald and my little girl was smiling, kissing and hugging him. Everything was going to be alright. (Okay, so I am a wuss, I teared up.)
Sorry for the long story, but I guess what I am trying to say is while the magic may not be everywhere, I still know that at least 3 people at WDW brought a rough trip to a magical ending and made use forget about some bad things for a while.
To Mrs Becky, Blake, and Wendy at the Concourse Steakhouse, God Bless you and thank you for making us believe.