Okay, several things:
1. I LOVE Hercules! I think it has the best music of any Disney movie... go ahead, let the stoning begin!
2. I completely agree that there's not enough Hercules stuff at Disney. But, I did have my pic taken with Herc when I was a Freshman in h.s. while we were there for a band performance. Herc was in the parade, on the float in front of us and I had my picture taken with him before he got on the float.. O YES I DID!
3. I used to like Mouse Gears... but now it makes me mad everytime I even think about it... ready to know why? LONG STORY- hold on. (I'll try to make it as short as possible). Last time we were in there was right before closing on our last night of our trip, buying some souvenirs... along with everyone else who was in the park. My husband, who is built like a football player- he's got really wide shoulders, a very narrow waist and a belly on him (5'12', 315 lbs) ... was standing behind me as I was looking at something, he had his hand on the top of a clothing rack, standing between two racks, facing my back.
Some guy who was at least 6'6 and probably about 400 lbs was walking thru the store- not even shopping- and granted it was crowded in there- but he shoved my husband pushing him into me and making me hit my ribs on a glass shelf. At the same time he said "Hey fat ***, get the hell out of my way," and he and his kids laughed as he walked away and out a door.
Of course I heard everything the guy said, but didn't see him and I had fallen to the floor at that point. I was hurt and angry about A. how the guy treated my husband, B. that I was hurt and C. that that man had taught his children to be bullies, just like he did. There was no reason for him to shove my husband, my husband was not in anyone's way.... and the guy did that just because he could.
I am sad to say that that trip was not very magical at all and that was the last time I was there. But, Disney wasn't to blame, it was the rude, crass, careless people who were there in the park.
Afterwards we went outside and sat on the bench and waited for his family. I'm not going to lie, he had to console me because I was crying so hard- both about my rib being bruised and about that mean man calling my husband names and being rude.
Anyway- I'm done now.