It is 11:30am and we are shoulder to shoulder with 100,000 people (at least). Are we in Manhattan on the last Friday before Christmas? Are we in Central Park at a Billy Joel concert? Why no, we are in MK at WDW on Easter weekend and it is so crowded that the triplets will never get on Dumbo, not even if I throw a tantrum right here in Fantasyland. We paid thousands for our room at a much nicer hotel right on the monorail so we could get to MK easily and I would not have to get up early. Disney has known their crowd patterns for quite some time and I feel that if it was going to be so crowded they should have said something when I checked in. They also forgot to tell me to wear sunscreen, but who is quibbling. I am entitled to things my way and I really resent all these people (some of whom most assuredly are staying at Pop Century) making the lines so long. I demand: a full refund a nice dinner at California Grill and those fireworks better be right outside the window a letter of apology an acknowlegement of my superior intelligence and just plain right to life a kiss on the foot would be nice, too If anyone else has a complaint, you may post, but nothing is worse than my suffering.