Day Twelve: Epcot Photoshoot, Summer's Wedding, and Sleepytime in Future World
We got our wakeup call at 7:30am this morning but we didn't get out of bed until 8:20am. We were supposed to meet our photographer at International Gateway at 10:00am, and I was getting nervous because we both still had to take showers and get ourselves ready.
I got dressed in record time and did my hair and makeup as best I could. I am not a girly-girl at all -- my hair usually gets pulled back into a ponytail or clip and the most makeup I wear is powder and maybe lip gloss if I'm feeling adventurous. My hair was a huge frizzball, but luckily I still had the can of hairspray that Ana had left for me, so I used that to try and control it a bit.
I finished up and was waiting for DH to do his hair when my mom called and left a message saying that she's starting to get worried because she's called and left messages and hasn't heard anything back from us. UGH.
I called her back and told her that we're fine, but we're on our honeymoon and on vacation and we really don't need hourly updates on the cat or whatever else she has been calling to tell us about. I told her that we were shutting our phones off because we wanted to enjoy our time together away from the "real world" and she apologized and said she wouldn't call again unless it was an emergency.
DH's hair was not cooperating at all, so it took forever for him to finish. We didn't even leave the room until 10:00am. We sped over to the Boardwalk, told the guard we were there to "look around" and parked. We ran to the lobby and we passed a white limo on our way. It briefly crossed my mind that Summer's wedding was happening right about now and I wondered if that was her limo.
As we were speed-walking down the boardwalk, I noticed we were getting closed to Sea Breeze Point. I wasn't sure if we'd be able to see anything, and I wasn't even entirely sure what time her wedding was, but we got closer and my thought process went like this:
Ok, I see Randy. I know she hired him. I see a videographer. Must be Stan. That looks like Rev. Miller. Bride with dark hair. That doesn't look like her dress. But that looks like Steven and there is only one guest. Must be her mom. Duh, she got a new dress. It has to be her. OMG it's Summer! And she's in the middle of getting married! And she looks great! I should take a picture. DH will kill me if we stop to pull out the camera now since we're already 15 minutes late and we probably missed our shoot. Well if the photographer left then maybe we can come back and say hi! Would that make me look like a stalker? I don't want to crash her wedding. I'll just tell her I saw her when we get home.
I slowed down and got really excited and pointed and told DH, "That's Summer!!" and he says, "Who?"
"DUH! The girl from Scotland from Disboards!!"
And we had to keep going because we were so late already, but I wish I would have been able to snap a picture or something.
We get to the turnstiles and I see a Disney photographer hanging out by the fence so I go introduce myself and apologize profusely for being so late. His name was Joe and he was soo nice and understanding. He told us not to worry about it at all and it was no big deal. He asked us what we had in mind for pictures and I was kind of taken aback because I thought that was up to him? I told him that we had chosen France and China, so we headed across the bridge to France.
I was sort of disappointed in this photoshoot because there was no direction at all from him about where we should stand or what we should do with ourselves. I thought it would have been like the MK shoot where they tell you EXACTLY what to do. I felt really uncomfortable and awkward most of the time.
We took some shots in front of the fountain and back by the bakery, and then in front of the gardens over on the side. We started to leave and Joe asked if we'd mind stopping in Morocco because he thought we could get some really great shots there. Sure! He did set up a couple of these poses so I was feeling a bit better.
We left Morocco and Joe thought there were "great shots" in Japan as well, so we stopped there and took some pics on the bridge. I really, really like these but it annoys me that DH's shirt is messed up and Joe didn't say anything. I'm sure he must have noticed, right? Oh well.
We skipped America but we stopped in Italy and got a couple shots.
He asked if we wanted anything in Germany, and although it's not my favorite pavilion, if he was asking I wasn't going to say no! I was really confused as it seemed like we were going to take pics in almost every country, but I didn't say anything and ruin our good fortune.
Next was China, which is the other country we had picked. Joe didn't seem to keen on this pavilion for photos, but we got a couple good ones. I wanted some in the back with the architecture in the background, and then he suggested over in front of the ponds. Two of my favorite pictures are actually from here:
We skipped Norway and Mexico as Joe didn't feel they had much to offer in terms of scenery. I was a little disappointed, but we had already received more than we expected so I wasn't complaining. We did stop in front of Showcase Plaza and we waited to see if a monorail would pass by. I was getting super hot and sweaty at this point and just wanted to get going so I told him we could take the picture without the monorail. I also felt kind of silly because World Showcase was open at this point, and people were looking at us funny walking around all dressed up with our own photographer!
We stopped in both Canada and the UK for our final poses. Again we had no direction and didn't know what to do, and I hate that DH's hand is on my tummy. I think it makes it seem like I'm pregnant or something! When we got to the UK, Joe's idea was for the lamp post shot -- I hate it, lol. I know, I'm such a complainer!
We got back to France and said goodbye. Overall, he was great and very nice but I would have preferred him to take charge a little more since he is the photographer after all. DH thinks I was being too hard on him and he is probably used to dealing with Bridezilla-type women who know exactly what they want :lol:
We were tired and sweaty and I wanted to get changed, so we wandered slowly back to the car. I looked around for Summer, but she seemed to be long gone, although we did see Randy again packing up his stuff while we were leaving, so I guess we didn't miss her by much.
We went back to Pop and got changed and then pretty much immediately headed back to Epcot. We took the bus this time because I planned on trying out those slushies in France and I wanted a drink with dinner. You know, for medicinal purposes :cutiepie:
Continued...