girlbomb
Mouseketeer
- Joined
- Jan 2, 2007
Yay!!! Another TR by Girlbomb!
Hey there, addictedtothemouse! Nice to see you again!
OMG, you're right! I'VE NEVER SEEN US IN A ROOM TOGETHER! What does this mean??? Do I not exist? Does that mean I don't have to go to work tomorrow?
No...wait...I don't do water parks. Whew. Guess that proves our separate existences.
Great update! I love your description of a totally unnecessary Disney-stress moment. I know I've been there! I'm bound and determined to actually have one relaxing -- perhaps even park-free! -- night next time I go, so I don't have to be quite so tired by Day 3 (we'll see if I can actually do something so crazy).
Norybell, I suppose I must accept your proof. But still, the vicarious thrill I get from your TR is awfully suspicious...
I somehow got unsubscribed and was pouting a little bit about not having any of Janice's report to relish, when I took a glance at the trip report board and saw I'd been left way behind! The reward of missing a chapter is having two to read at once, which I just did, lickity-split!
Party night was way fun, and I loved hearing about all the things you did after we parted ways. Glad you got some jumps in at the dance party (after all, you were wearing your bouncing Tigger ears!) I always want to get up and get down at the dances, but when I'm solo I'm just too inhibited to get there. Are you going to do a MVMCP in December? I agree about Hallowishes - a good show, but not emotional.
Ah, Disney angst. There is some moment in every trip where the quest for perfection gets a little out of hand, exhaustion smacking into enthusiasm. Super sweet that Bill was so lovely around your cranky-fest. Glad the first ride at Typhoon Lagoon got your happiness rolling! So now that you've done both water parks, do you have a favorite?
Thanks for the great ride!
Circusgirl, we are in fact doing the Christmas party, on Tuesday the 8th. Might you be there that night? Hope hope hope?
And I was reluctant to write about the hour of Disney angst I had, but I am nothing if not thorough in these trip reports! And I knew I'd be writing for sympathetic readers in my "quest for perfection," as you so aptly put it.
As for which water park is my favorite, I'm going to have to be dull and say both of them, because I really can't decide. I liked the rides at TL a little better, but the atmosphere at BB a little more. What's your call?
Sounds like you had an absolutely amazing time at TL (except for the grumpiness)!!! DH took the kids last trip and they all loved it, too!
Praisehisname, I am happy to say that after the grumpiness, the morning really turned around beautifully. I'm glad your family had the same kind of fun we did!
Haha!! I was lmao about your time being spent on line for TL--myself having never been there I would have been eyeing everyone up as well...fabricating all these different scenarios in my mind about who was going to go where
Then the people on the lazy river that you had to backstroke from Very funny reading today! Not that I am laughing at your stress and anxiety, just that I would have been acting/reacting exactly the same!
It's factual, everything is not satisfactual!
Tracy
See, I knew I could count on my DIS friends to know where I was coming from! I'm laughing at myself, weeks after the fact, for getting so bent out of shape over nothing -- I hope I can catch myself from "going there" on our upcoming trip.
I hate it when I get behind on TRs!
I'm caught up now!
MNSSHP sounds like it was such a great time. I'm hoping to make it there next fall, I really loved the party atmosphere.
Lady Lallie, we'll keep an eye out for your upcoming plans, to see if we can get worlds to collide!
I'm so glad I found your report! We had a good time hanging out with you guys in the mask room at Adventurer's Club!! Here is our picture of you and Hathaway Brown. I love it! It was great to meet you!
Christine, it was great to meet you and Chuck! Thanks so much for this pic -- it's a moment I will treasure forever!
I'm sad that I haven't been able to update very often, and that I had to bail on including pictures, but it's been hectic here behind the scenes, and I want to get this report finished before we leave for our next trip in just 10 days!
Day Four, Part Two: It's Almost Like this Kingdom is...Magic, or Something!
So our Saturday had gotten off to a rocky start, because of my moody moods -- the downside of being a compulsive planner! But the day improved considerably once Typhoon Lagoon opened and the fun began, with lots of sliding and splashing and beating the heat thats been beating us for the past few days. Now weve headed back to the Animal Kingdom Lodge for a short nap before a night of fun at the MK.
We arrive back in the room around 4, but as tired as I am, as soon as my head hits the pillow, my mind starts racing. I manage to drop off into a light doze, but not for long, and it seems like Bill is experiencing the same restlessness. By 5 or 5:15, we decide to get up and get back out there into the fun its waiting for us, and the precious time we have left here in Disney World is dwindling away!
So we take a cab to the Contemporary (well, to the walkway near the Contemporary) and then walk to the MK. Its 5:45 now, and there are massive crowds flooding the entrance. Eek! Where did all these people come from? The Touring Plans crowd calendar had today as a four on a scale of one to ten. This looks more like a fourteen, right here. But we join a line for a turnstile and wait a minute or two while the family in front of us struggles with the finger scan; then its right over to Frontierland, where the FastPass machines for Splash Mountain are down (?) and the standby is 80 minutes. So we grab FPs for Big Thunder, and decide to take a nice, relaxing loop on the railroad.
This is the biggest crowd Ive ever seen waiting for the railroad. And those guests who decide to fill in the empty spaces in the queue are getting stares of death from other guests. Usually, it doesnt seem to matter much if you are ahead of or behind someone else while waiting for the train; everyones going to get on when it arrives. Today, not so much. The train comes, and we are lucky to find two seats; it leaves from the station completely full, with plenty of people still on line waiting for the next one.
I love riding the MK railroad, maybe because its something we tend to do after weve run around everywhere else in a frenzy, and were sort of chilling out and cooling down, and I love that mood. Theres so much to see I love the peek inside Splash, the scenes past Big Thunder, the view of Toontown as we pull into the station, and the quiet of the path between Toontown and Tomorrowland. We pull into Main Street, and there is an announcement that there will be a short delay here okay. Nice to be off our feet, nice to be here among the sounds and sights and smells of the MK
For about five minutes. And then we get impatient, because the train still isnt moving, and we jump off. During the jump off, I manage to whack my knee against the decorative ironwork, and I wince with awful, nauseating pain argh! Please tell me Im not going to have to limp for the rest of the night!
A few ouchy steps later, and the pain starts to wear off, so we walk slowly over to Big Thunder to use our FPs. The FastPass line is really long, for some reason it takes about ten minutes to get to the ride but its nothing compared to the long, close, hot, unmoving standby line. If I were on that standby line, Id be freaking out with claustrophobia and impatience! Which is why you will not find me on any standby lines posting 50 minute waits.
We are seated in the last row again, for a wild ride through the wilderness. I have great memories of riding this with my much younger brother he was eight at the time, and I was twenty-two while our mom sat it out on a nearby bench. I remember the excitement in his eyes when we hit the hill with the rumbling boulders threatening to drop on us, and the whoosh of the downhill turn. Bill is only slightly less enthused about the ride, and only because he knows whats going to happen next, as do I still, its a bunch of fun to swoop around the mountain, hands up, even as centripetal force smashes me into his side as we careen to the right.
We are delivered safely back to the station, and decide that since its been hours since lunch, and our dinner ADR is not for a while yet our next stop will be a sweet, tangy, refreshing Dole Whip. On the way to whipdom, we see that the wait for Pirates is only 10 minutes with the park as packed as it is right now, well seize the opportunity to take advantage of a short wait. This time, we are spared the company of a nattering family behind us, and can concentrate on the scenes and characters as they play out before us. Including the drunk, Old Bill, with the cats heckling him as he mutters and sways.
I whisper to Bill. Thats you, you rummy.
We exit the ride, noting the home of the new Pirates experience across the way, and we laugh as we pass the Magic Carpets and hear a familiar Disney sound MOOOOOOOOOM! Ah, the music of an insistent four-year old.
There is a short wait for the Dole Whip, but its worth it. Very pleasant, to sit there and share it with Bill, watching the people pass by, eavesdropping on everyone elses plans for the evening. Again, this is the part of the trip I treasure the most no, wait the whole thing is the part I treasure the most: arriving, the first night, the first table service meal, every other table service meal after that But this part feels extra good right now, the part where weve done all of our must-dos, and are taking it slow and easy, letting it all soak in.
We pass back through the buildings to Frontierland, where there are throngs of people waiting for SpectroMagic it really is surprisingly crowded here right now. The waits on all the attractions in Liberty Square and Fantasyland are longer than we want to deal with, so we make a big loop and find ourselves in front of Monsters Inc., with only a 10 minute wait. We spend most of it giggling at the pre-show, and looking around to see if we can spot who theyll choose as That Guy every heavyset, balding guy is a possible candidate. What we dont guess is that Bill will be the person chosen to appear on the screen offering to buy churros for everyone after the show!
I seriously spend all year trying to collect riddles to text into this show. This one is kind of lame, but Ive texted it in anyway, and they use it: How do you make an orange laugh? Tickle its navel!
Okay, Ill try to do better in December
After the show, its almost 8, and judging by the crowds, we should probably check in early for our 8:30 ressie at Crystal Palace. We struggle through the hub, lined with parade-waiters, and make it onto the porch of the restaurant, where there is a loooooooong line of people waiting to check in. Guests keep joining the line and looking dismayed and asking each other, Is this the line to check in? in this incredulous, whiny voice that leads me to believe theyre either first-timers, or just whiny whiners. Yes, this is the line. No, there is no shorter line for people like yourselves who dont want to wait on this one. The line is the line. Sorry.
The dad in front of us keeps turning around to get support from the crowd. Wow, this is busy. I smile, non-committal. I dont need to get into a discussion of how crowded it is while standing in a huge crowd as they say over in the American Adventure, we hold these truths to be self-evident. But the dad wont quit trying to make conversation. Happiest place on earth, but nobodys smiling.
Except me, patiently, while ignoring him. Its true that most people around us look weary, stunned, and overwhelmed, but Im not taking that as a knock against Disney, nor am I interested in any Disney-bashing conversation. I maintain my smile, and very soon we are checked in. It took maybe five minutes really not so bad at all. Bill and I find two seats on a bench and sit, knowing that it will be a while before were called, and fine with that knowledge. Unlike Dad, whos still busy complaining to anyone wholl listen.
While were sitting, someone knocks on the window behind us. Its a boy of about eight or nine, and he turns away as soon as I turn around, then laughs to his brother. Ha ha! I startled that woman! I give him a big smile and a wave I see you, you naughty scamp! then turn around and resume my conversation with Bill. So he knocks on the window again ha ha! Im really annoying now! And I turn all the way around and give him a really big smile and a thumbs up, hoping his parents will see me, and will figure out that their kid is being kind of a cretin, trying to amuse himself by annoying others. This freaks the kid out sufficiently, so I turn around, and there are no further knocks on the window. Again,
This drama having been completed, we are called to our table, after only a ten minute wait. So despite the huge crowd, we are seated pretty much right on time. We cant help but admire the cast members who are keeping their cool in this hectic atmosphere, and we tell them each that theyre doing a great job and were thankful. Our poor waitress, Melanie, is rushing around like her skirts on fire, but she manages to be pleasant and get us everything we need quickly. We write her name down on our list of CMs to praise when we get home and send our annual email to Guest Communications. Theres also a lovely heart made of Mickey confetti on our table they must have heard that it was just our fourth anniversary!
I think the dinner buffet at the Crystal Palace is really good. Theres an edamame salad I like, a consistently well-prepared salmon, and some delicious broccoli in puri puri (which is what? I dont know). Bill likes the adobo pulled pork, the pasta salad, and the beef tenderloin from the carving station. And the atmosphere is lively and fun, with Pooh, Eeyore, Piglet, and Tigger making their rounds. Even tonight, when its crowded and hectic, their presence is warm and happy, and kids around the room are excited to see and take pictures with them. No hip hip hooray parade around the room they must be having trouble keeping the characters on schedule but plenty of people-and-character watching opportunities. When Eeyore comes around to say hi to us, I compliment him on his Halloween costume, and he nods in recognition. When Tigger comes around I get out of my seat and jump up and down a bunch of times like an overexcited spaz.
In between characters, we notice a big kerfuffle outside, guests cramming on to the porch, and when we look up towards the windows near the ceiling, we can see in the shafts of light that its suddenly pouring out there. Yikes! Huge sheets of rain are pounding down, and we have no rain gear aside from our hats, which wont do much to keep us dry. We dont want to take up a table for too long, but we dont rush through our food, either. Were hoping that the rain will slack off, but it doesnt.
So we decide to take our chances out there and get a move on. As soon as we step outside and out from under the awning, I regret it. Its pouring! Bill is laughing, saying he doesnt mind getting wet, as long as a bunch of people leave the park (and they are leaving, in droves), but I am not having as much fun with my feet getting soaked. We duck into the Emporium and I grab a poncho (this is the first trip weve taken where I didnt bring one, so of course I need one now), then we head back out into the downpour and quickly make our way to the Haunted Mansion.
Theres only a very brief wait under the canopy before were escorted inside, where it feels chilly not just a ghostly chill, either, but the chill of air conditioning when its just dropped fifteen degrees and is raining outside. But hey, it adds atmosphere to the ride (not that it lacks any atmosphere on its own), and the ride itself is as diverting as always. The ghosts in the graveyard are just so gosh darn happy way more grinning than grim!
We head towards the mountains, but both rides are not running because of the heavy rain, which has started to slack off some, but not enough. So we head towards Philharmagic along with many, many other guests who seem to have had the same idea. Once again, we are subject to a narrating family this one featuring two young children who keep asking questions in their piercing little voices, and a mom and dad who answer them full-voiced, no whisper or murmur, just like nobody else is around. And I know, were ogres for complaining (not to the family, but to each other, and to you fine readers here online) when children express their adorable native curiosity and parents satisfy it, but couldnt they be adorably natively curious a little bit quieter?
Its slackened off to a drizzle outside, but we dont feel like going all the way back to Frontierland to hear that the mountains are still down, and after more than 12 hours in the parks, Im getting a little weary. So we decide to take one last ride on the TTA, as we usually do before leaving the MK on any given night, and then do a quick sweep of the stores for a gift for my little niece (our friends kid I wish she were my niece!).
The TTA is, again, a little weird without the Space Mountain portion operating. And again, if Id known that it would be the past time we would hear Paging Mr. Tom Morrow, Id have taped the whole spiel for posterity. Alas, all things must change, and that includes the TTA I look forward to riding it again in December (very soon!), and to making new memories with the new spiel.
We walk slowly through Tomorrowland towards the hub, stopping to run our hands over the planetary sculpture near Stitch, gazing at the lights on the castle, the glow reflected in the pond. A whiff of popcorn as we pass the vendor by the hub, a whiff of the bakery behind it. We take a tour through the Emporium, and I finally settle on a soft, pink Sleeping Beauty nightshirt for our two-year-old friend. Then its past the rest of the windows on Main Street, through the gates, and out to the bus stop.
We see the bus departing as we approach, so we change the plan and head towards the Contemporary, where were happy to find a cab waiting. The cab gets us back to the Lodge in short order, and soon were back upstairs and in the room, packing for our departure tomorrow. The only thing keeping me from utter sadness is knowing that well be back soon and soon it is! Ten days from the day Im posting this, as a matter of fact!
(But first, our last day of our September trip coming soon, I swear! Thanks for reading. )