noon
In a dreamlike buzz , I stood and wandered out into the utilidor , out through the western castmember parking , and away . I wandered along the cobbled , disused Walk Around the World , each flagstone engraved with the name of a family that had visited the Park a century before . The names whipped past me like epitaphs . The sun came up noon high as I rounded the bend of deserted beach between the Grand Floridian and the Polynesian . Lil and I had come here often , to watch the sunset from a hammock , arms around each other , the Park spread out before us like a lighted toy village . Now the beach was deserted , the Wedding Pavilion silent . I felt suddenly cold though I was sweating freely .