We left around 9 AM Monday. We drove down to Kissimmee, Fl in less then 4 hours. The only downer was that I woke up that morning with a little touch of a headache. It was just enough of a headache to bother me.
We arrived at All Star Movies & checked in. We went to our room. Unlocked the door. We laid down for a refreshing, power nap. When we awoke, I still had my tiny, nagging headache.
We went down & explored the resort for a while. We went back to our room & unlocking the door, we freshened up & left to find a place to eat supper.
We rode the bus to the MK where we caught the monorail to the Polynisian Resort. We were going to go to Ohana’s to eat but they had a 2 hour wait. That was a little too long for us. So, we opted for the Kona Cafe. They only had a 10 minute wait.
I ordered the prime rib & DH ordered the shrimp & scallops. Both meals was about $20.00 each. I got this generous cut of prime rib with mashed taters & broccolli. DH got 3 (THREE) shrimp & 3 (THREE) scallops with WHITE RICE! Talk about feeling ripped off! I ended up giving him part of my food or he would have starved! Although the food was good, we will probably not eat there again.
We explored the Polynisian Resort for a while. But, it was getting late & we were tired so off we go back to our resort.
We are in the Dalmation Building on the 3rd floor near the large dog. We climb the stairs up to our floor. We insert our door card. Nothing happens. We try it again. Nothing. I try the other card. Nada! So, while DH waits outside the door, I walk down the stairs, across the resort yard, into the ASM building & up to the desk.
I explain our keys are not working. The lady tells me that the door light indicates the battery inside the lock is dead. She will call for a ‘runner’ to come & let us into our room. Then, they will replace the batteries. She, also, tells me that there is a phone by the elevators that I can use to call the desk if I have any further problems. I leave & return to wait with my DH outside our 3rd floor room.
And WAIT we did. We waited & waited & waited some more. This is not helping my headache. Finally after 20 minutes, I take the elevator down to the ground floor & use the phone to call the front desk.
I get another woman. I explain our situation to her. She tells me to wait another 10 or 15 minutes as the ‘runner’ has to ‘make stops’. I am like: “What do you mean: make stops?” Don’t you understand we are locked outside our room? We need to get inside. She says he should be there in 10 to 15 minutes.
Oh, great. I take the elevator up to our floor & wait with DH outside our room as another 15 or 20 minutes pass by. DH is beginning to seethe. If he ever gets into the room he wants to gather our stuff & leave. I am trying to calm him down but secretly, I am just as upset.
By this time 40 minutes have passed by. I go back down to to the phone. I call the front desk. I get, yet, another woman. I explain the situation to her. I, also, tell her it has been 40 minutes now & we are still locked out of our room.
She begins to laugh & tells me that we are trying to get into the WRONG room. That we are in Room # ****. No, I say, this room is our room. It is the number on our card holder that holds our room cards. We have been in that room twice today. Our luggage is in that room.
NO, she says, YOUR LUGGAGE CAN NOT BE IN THAT ROOM! IT IS NOT YOUR ROOM!
If I could have reached through that phone & pulled that woman back through, I would have!! I was just that angry!!
I am fuming. I said to her, I WILL BE RIGHT THERE! I take our room card holder & room cards and march over to the front desk. (I have really gotten my exercise that day) I speak with yet another lady. I am quite upset. I see a gentleman in a suit walking behind her. I call out to him & ask if he is the manager. He is. With my voice raising with each word, I explain to him our ordeal. I am nearly in tears at this point.
The gentleman remains calm. He handles the situation within minutes. He made us new cards. He was extremely nice. But, we should not have had to wait over an hour to get into our room. The sun had set. We were upset. My headache was worse. We went to bed. So ends Day 1 at the Happiest Place on Earth.