Finally, I get to the last day of the trip. It was Dec. 29, our real 22nd anniversary. As usual, the kids sleep in while DH and I head to the parks. We hit Space Mountain first, and as usual, I love it. Someone out there whose name I will not mention, but whose initials are UM, called this a sad ride, but I noticed in her picture, she was sitting in a middle seat. Let me tell you now, there are only two places to sit on this ride; the front seat or the back seat. Why? The front seat gives you the sensation of flying! Go ahead-close your eyes, put out your arms in a Superman pose, and let the wind fly through your hair. It's SO fun, even if you look like a goober. And the back seat? Well, remember when you were a kid and played "crack the whip"? The back seat whips you around just like that! So I know SM is no RNR Coaster, or CA Screamin', but it is still great, and it beats the heck out of WDW's SM. As for the music, there was none when we rode, but I hear they were playing the Red Hot Chili Peppers after Christmas until April. IMHO, they should bring back the Dick Dale surf guitar music. It just fit with the ride, somehow.
After SM, DH and I are ready to just sit and relax, and it's starting to rain, so we head back to Main Street for "50 Years of Magic". They have a little museum of DL memorabilia, and it's fun for DH and I to look back at things like E tickets and pictures of all the things we have enjoyed together over the years. Did you know I saved myself for DH? Yes, it's true! He's the first man I went all the way (to
Disneyland) with. That is, outside my own family.
We love Steve Martin, and enjoyed the show. I bet the Jungle Cruise rocked when he was the skipper!
Next we head to the Tiki Room, which, if you remember we couldn't get to before because of the goofy traffic control. This is the original Tiki Room show, no annoying Iago or disco tunes. Outside the show, there's a ladies room with my favorite ladies icon on the door :
Now that's what I call a fertility goddess! That girl's healthy! any resemblance between this image and yours truly is purely coincidental.
After the Tiki Room, I decide to call for an ADR at the Trattoria in CA. Those of you who are used to WDW probably book your ADRs 180 days in advance, but at DLR, things are more California, more spontaneous, more laid back. Outside of an actual holiday, like Easter brunch or Mother's Day tea, or maybe the Blue Bayou on weekends, things don't book up like they do in WDW. They have an opening for the four of us at the trattoria, and I tell them it's our wedding anniversary.
We head back to Tomorrowland, and ride Astro Blasters one more time. Still no high scores, but it's fun. We ride the monorail next, because it gives a nice view of the parks, and we're able to get a little sneak peek at the Nemo construction going on where the submarines used to be. We get off at the DL hotel (you have no choice) and ask if we can ride in the front on the way back. A few other people decide to tag along, so it's a full house in the front car on the way back into the park. The view is great, but we're not riding with the driver, because he's in the back for this part of the trip.
When we get back to the park, the kids meet us at the RiverBelle Terrace for lunch, and DS and I walk over to the Veranda by POTC to get vegetarian gumbo, which is much better than the vegetable stew at the RiverBelle Terrace. We take our gumbo back to the table where DH and DD are sitting, and enjoy our lunch. The kids take off again, and we ask them to meet us at the Trattoria for dinner.
The park is super-crowded now, so DH and I decide to hit Fantasyland and then head to CA. We ride Snow White (look for the evil queen peeking out of the window over the ride), Peter Pan, and then over to the Jungle Cruise one more time before we leave.
It's now raining pretty steadily, and there are not a lot of indoor attractions at CA. I hated Bug's Life the one and only time I rode it before, but with the rain, it seems like a good idea. The two things I had hated the first time were the hornets stinging your back, which I found painful, and the spiders dropping down, which startled me. So, armed with this knowledge, I sat forward on my seat, not letting my back touch the back of the bench, and I steeled myself for the spider-dropping. Well, what do you know? The show is pretty fun when I experience it this way! I guess I can see why people like it.
I'll post the rest of this tonight. I have to go pick up DD from taking the SAT.