We’re up to June 24th, 2012 in our trip report. We’d had some pre-trips -- Judy and Lauren went to New York City using DVC points, and we all spent a few days at Disney’s Vero Beach resort, but this was our first full Disney day. I was awake at 5am. I was tired but couldn’t sleep, due to that Disney excitement that anyone reading this probably understands.
When Poppy emerged from the master bedroom he said that he should have brought a stepladder along to get into bed. (The beds at Animal Kingdom Lodge are quite high, but comfortable. I had forgotten about that. )
We watched the TV for updates on Tropical Storm Debby. The news wasn’t good. The rain was finally reaching the Orlando area, and today was expected to be pretty wet. I had a “non-park” day planned for later in the week and thought about changing it to today rather than try to tour a park in the rain. But the big plan for that future non-park day was Tea at the Grand Floridian for the ladies, so I didn’t want to change the Plan unless that could be moved. I called Dining Reservations and no dice, we couldn’t get them into the Tea today, so we’d stay on schedule. Disney Hollywood Studios…Tropical Storm Debby…here we come!
We got ready to go, but honestly, since it was raining we weren’t in a huge hurry. We left our room a little before 9, and I took a picture of our door. Yes, good ol’ room 7438.
Okay, apparently Gram and Poppy and Judy had some last minute things to attend to, so the rest of us hung out in the hallway, rarin’ to go. These frosted windows are pretty cool.
Poor Lauren, her little sister has grown taller than she is. At least her little brother is still crazier.
When we got to the bus stop a DHS bus was just pulling away. Of course. We finally caught one at 9:15.
On the bus, I caught this picture of James and his grandpa. And some random guy’s backside.
Once in the park, my notes say that Lauren and James went for Toy Story Mania fastpasses while I accompanied Marlene to an American Idol audition. I’m not sure what Judy and Gram and Poppy did. I think they just made their way up Hollywood Boulevard, browsing in a couple of shops. So we’ll follow my journey since I was the one taking notes and pictures.
Marlene and I walked past the Sorcerer’s hat, turned left onto Commissary Lane and found the American Idol audition sign a little ways down, on the left. We entered and could hear some auditions taking place, but there was only one other potential contestant waiting with us, so we didn’t have a long wait. Soon, we were ushered into an audition room and met Marlene’s auditioner, Mimi. What a great name for a singer -- Mimi. I mean, isn’t that what you sing when you warm up? Me-me-me-me-me-me-me. Sorry, I couldn’t resist.
Mimi told me that still pictures were okay, but no video recording was allowed. That was a little disappointing, but okay, I’ll comply.
After a little chit-chat, Marlene sang “Misery” by Maroon 5.
“I am in misery
There ain't nobody who can comfort me
(Oh yeah)
Why won't you answer me
The silence is slowly killing me
Girl you really got me bad
You really got me bad
I'm gonna get you back
Gonna get you back”
She was nervous, but did well.
When she finished, Mimi said “What’re you doing later today. Can you be here through the evening?” I, of course, said that we could, and was really happy for Marlene, since it looked like she was going to be asked to be in the show.
But unfortunately, it went a little bit downhill from there. After the initial song of their choice, contestants are asked to audition with a song from a list on a laminated card. For the second song, we had trouble finding a suitable song for Marlene’s voice.
I don’t remember what song she ended up trying, and I think she may have tried lines from a couple, but afterward Mimi said that she needed to work on her breathing and transitions. Mimi tried to let her down easy though, saying that Marlene had a great “foundation” -- “You have ‘the look’, everything…
…But, I have to pass.”
Oh, we were so close!
Marlene was disappointed, but took it well. We went out and found some cover from the rain, up against the wall of the ABC Commissary while I texted Judy to let her know that she didn’t make it into the show. We also texted Lauren so that Marlene could join-up with her and James. A minute later, Lauren and James walked by and we called them over. They had just finished Star Tours. Marlene went off went them, and I went to find Gram and Poppy and Judy.
For Gram and Poppy, I needed to think of some sit-down rides, and when you’re in the middle of Disney Hollywood Studios, there’s none better than The Great Movie Ride. It was the perfect choice, sit-down
and nostalgia. And Judy had never been on it, so that was even more reason. But better yet, we got...
The Cowboy scene! It does exist!
Watch out for that scallywag across the street!
The focus on this next picture didn’t turn out the way I intended, but I kind of like it.
Oh no! That’s the old gasoline and match factory!
I’ll just take cover behind these boxes of black powder.
Our new cowboy-turned-tourguide took us further into our tour of Hollywood highlights, such as this scene -- where Alien becomes enraged at the sight of baldness.
Our cowboy-tourguide met his comeuppance however, at the Indiana Jones scene.
Yikes!
Later, Tarzan came swinging by, but I was a little too slow with my camera. Even though it’s a terrible shot, I’m including it in the trip report because I think it’s kind of funny.
Then our tourboat brought us to Munchkinland.
And despite the Wicked Witch of the West...
...Dorothy and her friends made it to the Emerald City.
As we were leaving The Halfway-Decent Place to Sit Down and Ride we had to put our ponchos back on because the rain was coming down pretty hard. We paused for a moment at the edge of the doorway to decide where to go next (we were the last ones in our group to leave, I hate when people stop in front of me so I try not to do it to others). Can you believe I didn’t have a plan? I plan our park days, some of our meals, but for the nitty-gritty order of attractions, I like to leave that to what feels right on game-day, going in with a few things on a mental list of “Must Do’s” or “Like To Do’s”. Anyway, I mentioned that the only thing I wanted to make sure that I got in at some point during the day was Star Tours, since I wanted to see it after the renovation. But...I didn’t think that Poppy would like it since he doesn’t like motion rides. But Gram overrode me saying, “let’s do it”. And then she gave me a quote that might have been an apt trip report title:
“We’re here to do stuff!”
Well all right. Star Tours it is!
The line zipped along pretty quickly, so I only took one picture in the Star Tours queue, this robot.
Soon we were off on our galactic adventure, and we had a rebel spy in our midst -- it was Poppy!
The new Star Tours is awesome! We loved it! I don’t want to spoil it for anyone who has yet to try it, but at the end of the ride the 3-D effect was especially thrilling (I thought I was going to be shish-kabob) and our whole carload of space travelers burst into applause. Well, everyone except Poppy, who had turned white. Poor guy. I knew he wouldn’t like it, but he took one for the team.
After that adventure, we wandered down the Streets of America. We came across a Photopass photographer and thought that we might as well document our drowned-rat look.
I thought he’d take a picture of us on the street, but he directed us towards this door, saying that on a rainy day like today, they only take pictures under covered areas. “I guess they don’t want us to take these expensive cameras out in the rain.” Hey, makes sense.
From there we went to the Backlot Tour, but as we moved up the line we could see that we weren’t going to get in with the next group, and it’s a fairly long tour once you start. We had a lunch reservation coming up, and factoring-in our slow walking pace, I decided that we’d better start making our way to it. Hurrying after the tour wasn’t an option.
Poncho hoods on, back into the rain. “Lead on Macduff.” (Sorry for the slight misquote, Shakespeare fans, but that’s what we say nowadays.)
Up next: Walkie-talkie’s at the table
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