We were up early again the following day, because we had reservations for the Chef Mickey breakfast buffet at the Contemporary Resort. This was also set up Geoff and Kristy. Apparently it's a good way to meet Mickey and the gang without waiting in the hug lines that are usually following them at the parks. The characters come right to the table and pose for as many photos as you're willing to take.
Since Rory and Scarlett had shown no interest in posing with any of the Disney citizens at the three parks to date, we figured that this would just be an expensive meal. Once again, we were wrong. The kids posed with Mickey, Minnie, Goofy, Donald and Pluto. They hammed it up in the photos and even hugged some of the characters. We were astonished. Heck our kids run the other way when Spartacat tried to give them a High Five.
The buffet itself was quite good too. There was an extensive selection and our glasses were never without orange juice. Originally, we had planned to head back to the Magic Kingdom since we were in the neighborhood, but things went so well the previous day that there was no need. We headed to Downtown Disney instead to do a little shopping. Scarlett had a souvenir stuffie from each park so far, but Rory was saing his money for the Lego Store. However, he stayed true to form and could not decide on anything.
Later in the afternoon, we decided to treat Dad by taking him to watch the Winter Classic at Jimmy Buffet's Magaritaville at Universal Citywalk. Much to our surprise, it cost $15 just to park. When we got to the bar, we told them we were there to watch the hockey game. Surprisingly given the number of bowl football games on, they were happy to oblige. The TV at one of the bars was tuned into the game and we saddled up on some stools. After five minutes of no bar service our party grew a little suspicious. Meanwhile a crowd of people had gather behind us to watch the hockey game. An inquiry from Bertie ascertained that the bar we were sitting at was not going to open for another hour.
Needless to say, we moved onto another bar in the facility, one without a TV. It was a small sacrifice, but necessary for Geoff, Dad and Bertie. They had a few local specialties, margaritas and Landshark Lager, as we waited for the huge volcano to explode Margarita mix into the massive blender every hour. Before we left Uncle David picked up a new hat and sweatshirt at the souvenir shop. Now he'll fit in at a Jimmy Buffet concert. He can also be sure to get served because according to his new hat, it's 5 o'clock somewhere.