Gail (gailmarie) wrote,
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But tonight I went running through the screen doors of discresion...

Okay, so my birthday was super sweet. It all began on Friday, when I was still a young 20 year old, and I picked up the sisters from the airport. We had lunch near my apartment so they could change from their cold weather Chicago clothing to accommodate for the warm weather of Orlando. It's been a high 70's/low 80's lately...which is unseasonably warm, but even moreso when compared to Chicago in November. So we had some lunch and went to Disney. Check in at Pop Century was a little slow, but we were able to get in early because the room was ready. We were in the 70's building (separated by year, there was 50's, 60's, 70's, 80's, and 90's...all with different tacky decorations around). We had a GIANT Big Wheel, 8 Track tapes, Mickey phone, mood rings, and Foos Ball players. Sweet. The 80's was sweeter, sporting Rubik's Cubes, Mr. and Mrs. Potato Head, and Pac Man. Excellent photo ops.

We decided to go mini golfing, and started with the Fantasia Garden's Garden course, and then headed to Winter Summerland where we played the Summer course. Double trouble, eh? But really...for $5.50 a person (with my annual passholder discount) you can't go wrong. I spent much of the day calculating how many hours and minutes until my birthday. After golf, we spent a while watch the multiple channels of Disney Information, including the 7 Must-Dos of Walt Disney World, first in English, then in Spanish (I now know that Alice from Alice in Wonderland is called "Alicia" and Stitch smells of "mas malo queso"). Because we could. For dinner, we decided to go off property and have Giordanno's...yuuuuum! Those of you still in the Chicagoland area take for granted having great pizza at your disposal. Florida has bad pizza. Domino's is gourmet for these people who obviously lack taste buds.

It had been decided earlier that instead of paying lots of money to go to Pleasure Island for the 2 hours after my birthday and before the clubs close, we would just buy liquor and start a little early. We got some Captain and Skyy Berry (beware, it's wretchid to drink straight). Then at midnight, we went down to the poolside bar to get me my first official legal drink of my 21st birthday...we had a round of "Red Headed Slut" shots. Heh. Perfect.

Highlight of the evening: The pop machine being screwed up and first eating three of my quarters, then when I pushed the button to get change back, it gave me 4 quarters while still saying that it had a dollar on credit. In the end, it ate $.75 worth of quarters, and gave us $.25. Sweet. Also, while talking on the phone with Allie, I realized that I had my ID in my hoodie pocket, but that I was missing my cell phone, and proceeded to ask Chris "where's my cell phone?" That's right...I was talking on it.

Then there was my actual birthday, which started with breakfast at the Pop Century resort, and then bussing it to EPCOT. Frankly, EPCOT would have been fun as it is, but the Food and Wine Festival was 100,000,000,000,000,000 times better. First off, there are many more adults than any other Disney park, and a large majority are DRUNK! It was fabulous. We were wearing sweet tee-shirts proclaiming it was my 21st birthday and that we were there to "Drink Around the World" and we got many complements and I got about a billion and a half "happy birthday"s from strangers. Even more fabulous.

So here's a little sample of what we drank at EPCOT:
Canada - Inniskillin Ice Wine (the best there, but it was $4.50 for an OUNCE...uber expensive)
Poland - Nalewka Babuni Cherry Wine
France - I'm not quite sure, but I think it was Sydre Eric Dordelet
Morocco - Strawberry Daquari, and a bit of a really crappy wine that tasted like Sparkle glass cleaner
Japan - Plum Wine (very good)
US - Benziger Chardonnay
Italy - Iron Horse Fairy Tale Curvee (not so good, the Banfi Rosa Regale was much better...but they were FREE! because of my birthday. Rock on, Champagne & Sparling Wine booth operators)
Germany - Graff Piesporter Goldtropfchen Spatlese (it's a mouthful, but the best we had that wasn't $51 for a half-litre (aka Ice Wine))
China - another Plum Wine, but not as good as Japan...it had too much ginger
Ireland - O'Mara's Irish Cream (that stuff has a bite!)
Mexico - Strawberry Margarita...duh

For those of you EPCOT enthusiast, you may be saying "Hey! There's no Poland or Ireland in the world showcase!!!" You are correct, however, there are 23 countries represented for the Food and Wine Festival. We decided to stick with the base 11 that are always there, except that we replaced the UK with Poland and Norway with Ireland. Had we participated in every booth, we'd have been toasted before the US. As it was, I were buzzed by China.

It should also be noted that the food consumption of the day was limited to Funnel Cake in the US and fried rice and an egg roll in China.

Highlight of EPCOT: Meeting up with these guys, one of whom was wearing a green shirt that stated "Green shirts are for pimps" and taking our picture with him. We later met up again and took another picture. The first time we encountered "Green shirt guy" he was drunk. The second time he was totally plastered. Rock on, Green Shirt Guy. He's going to be so confused when he sees pictures with total strangers.

Then we went back to the hotel to meet up with mi madre and Aunt Judy (who had left after the funnel cake but before the Chardonnay in the US) and my cousin Annette and her boyfriend Jay. After a shot called a "Whoo-hoo" and a fast dinner of 2/3rds of a hot dog and some fries at the Pop Century hotel, we headed to Pleasure Island. Starting with a really tame bar that felt more like a civic lodge where I had something green (the bartender mixed it herself...there is no name for it) we headed to 8 Trax (a super sweet 70's and 80's dance music club). There I had a "Groovy Juice," but swapped it for Chris's "Tye-Dye". Then I found the holy grail...a bucket drink. I got a "Sharkbite" which was frickin' HUGE! I had to give some to Emily just to finish it. We went to a club that had a lot of stairs to get into, and of which I don't remember the name. But there was a band and they were cute. The DJ also played "Love Shack" after the band and that may have been where the voice dying came from. We then went to the Mannequin, with the rotating dance floor. I don't remember the name of the drink I had (though I'm beginning to notice that my brain got very fuzzy after the Sharkbite bucket). As an interesting note: it is easier to get on a rotating dance floor than to get off it. Any ideas why that is?

Finally, we hit up an Irish Pub, mostly to use the bathroom. They didn't allow drinks to be brought it (Wha?) so we finished whatever we had and took many pictures near a big bronze-ish(?) statute of a guy sitting on a bench. I apparently was drawn to him like a moth to a flame and kept going to sit on his lap. Well, stranger things have happened. So after the Pub, we walked to the bus to head back to the hotel. 'Twas a long day of drinking and though I didn't throw up (yay!) I was nursing quite the hangover on Sunday.

Sunday started with me being very moody upon waking up. But I showered and had an omelette, fried potatoes, a biscuit, and a Sprite for breakfast. I ate about half of it, full of starch. Yum. We then set out to shop at Downtown Disney. I got a super cute Winnie the Pooh, and a couple pins. I acquired 4 pins this weekend: Pop Century, a Donald Food and Wine Festival, a Goofy Happy Everything (which has a birthday cake on it, but they didn't have the cute happy birthday one), and a Chip and Dale Happiest Pin Celebration (which I did attend, but never got a pin for it at the time). So successful shopping. We headed to TGI Friday's for lunch where I got a steak and mashed potatoes (more starch, and mom was floating the bill) as well as a Ultimate Volcano something...because I could.

The sisters had some time before they needed to get to the airport, so we came to my apartment again, so they could change into Chicago appropriate clothes, and we spent some time sleeping by the pool. Sleep was good. After the airport run, I napped, saw Chicken Little and went to bed by 11.

So now you are all filled in on my birthday adventures. I'm sure there are things I left out due to fuzzy memory, but that's all part of turning 21. I'd definitely do it again...but not quite so soon. We are thinking of planning ahead to Emily's 30th birthday, which is in three years from today, November 7th, 2008, and will be on a Friday. Maybe by then, I will have recovered. ;-)
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