Ok. I take it back. I’m not ever coming back to Coronado Springs. I just spent a half hour walking to the main building and then trying to find a corkscrew. No luck. Then I decided I at least needed dinner, as I just can’t do epcot tonight (more on that later). This is what I ended up with–officially the saddest dinner I’ve ever had…
Yes, that’s the kids meal chicken fingers, complete with cookie…and wine.
This sucks. I need a hotel with a passable restaurant, a front desk less than 15 minutes from my room, and a FREAKING corkscrew.
I’m contemplating breaking the bottle open. I’ll post the pics of the blood that will surely follow that attempt.