I know that the road to bad photography is paved with good intentions.
Ever wonder if everyone gets the same Mickey wake-up call in the morning? Like, does everyone get the same message on Mondays, or is everyone's different? Well I wondered this, too, so I took notes when the call came in at 6:50 am. Tell me if you've gotten this one before.
"Hi Kids, it's Mickey calling! Stitch and I are happy you are......ok, listen up, you two. I know that you went out last night and got trashed, but Walt Disney World is a
family place. So, wash the stank off ya, put on some clean clothes and smile! We'll be watching and if we don't see permagrin, we'll chain you to a boat in "It's a Small World"....So have a good day! Huh ha!"
No, never gotten that one?
I slither off the bed and walk towards the shower. As I pass the mirror, I cringe. Last night, I went to bed with wet hair that has since formed itself into an abstract art piece one might call "The Nesting Place". Fortunately, it ain't nothing 20 gallons of water and a big gob of hair conditioner can't fix.
An hour later, stank is gone and we're eating breakfast, discussing our plans for the day. Before I go on, I should stop here and give you a little background on vettechick's WDW vacation stategy.
I like to call it Vettechick's NSVS -- No Strategy Vacation Strategy. With Vettechick's NSVS...
There is absolutely no pre-planning!
There are no guidebooks to buy or carry!
There are no backpacks to keep up with!
Carry only your ID, park tickets and cash for booze!
Sounds great, huh? Well it works when you've been to Disney 20 times. But when I reflected upon last year's trip, which was Kory's first, I came to the conclusion that NSVS sucks. Sure we did a lot of grubbin' and boozin', took daily naps and had a great time overall, but we really didn't ride much.
Maybe 5 or 6 rides in three parks.
So prior to leaving for this trip, I threw caution and NSVS to the wind and signed up at touringplans.com, hoping to gain some insider knowledge on touring. I printed up a touring plan for each day and park and even spent hours customizing a few to our needs. My amazing husband unselfishly volunteered to carry his small backpack, as long as I promised to keep it light and pack just the essentials (whose definition of "essentials" are we going by here?). As an added bonus, I could attach a lime green ribbon for DIS'rs. Good-bye NSVS, hello LSVS! That's Lotsa Strategy Vacation Strategy.
So as I munch on my bagel, I grab the backpack and start to gather "the essentials". Passporter, check. Touring Plans for MK and Epcot, check. Digital camera, check. SLR camera, check. I grab my ribbon and cheerfully tie it into a great big bow, with several beautiful loops and streamers that will flow in the breeze.
"Oh no, that bow has got to go," Kory demands. "It's big and obnoxious."
"Where is your Disney spirit? We're on vacation and besides, you won't even see the bow. It's on your back."
"The last thing I want is 4,000 DIS'rs recognizing us as "one of them", wanting to stand in a circle, hold hands and hum Disney tunes."
I sure as hell don't know where he got the idea we do assinine things like that. Why would we hum when we know the words?
So I make adjustments to the bow, pretending to make it smaller, and we make our way to the door. As I pass the kitchenette, however, I remember we need some water. So I grab a bottle from the fridge and wrap it up in a few paper towels.
I sheepishly smile, "Baby, will you turn around and let me put this in the backpack?" He gives me a look, but complies with a turn. While he's facing the other way, I slip a few other things in...
1 baggie of meds including Tylenol, Bandaids, Immodium, lipgloss.
1 long-sleeve shirt, for chilly attractions.
1 floppy hat, because I look so cute in it.
1 baggie Cheese Puffs
1 large baggie of pins.
1 pad and 2 pens, for jotting down any trip report notes.
1 extra camera lens and a 6 pack of film.
2 cell phones, even though we refuse to answer them.
A box of envelopes, four lightbulbs, a spatula, penny wrappers, our Tivo (I can't live without it!), an anvil, and some light reading material for long lines --
Quantum Physics: Complex chaos in the conditional dynamics of qubits
Kory glares, "If you add one more baggie of anything, I'll throw this backpack off the balcony."
"Alright, alright! I guess I don't need to pack your angry eyes. But you'll thank me when you have some showstopper to take instead of christening every bathroom in Epcot!"
We finally get to the bus stop at 9 and by 9:20, we are inside the gate at the MK. Oooooh, I'm so excited! There is nothing more awesome than the initial steps inside the first park of the trip,
especially if the park is the MK.
We mosey up Main Street, taking in the beauty of it all. We stop and take a few pictures of the new castle which I kinda dig.
Do ya see me? Huh? Huh?
The touring plan says to hit Fantasyland first, so we head northeast and actually run into our old friend, Dexter.
"Quack! Quaaaaaaack!" Like the other Disney characters, he's in "costume".
Our time in Fantasyland goes by pretty quickly and we ride several main attractions with little to no wait. This LSVS kicks butt! I use the extra time I've acquired to practice my photography skills, which I have been studying the last few months. How'd I do?
Winnie The Pooh: My attempt at low-light, action photography.
IASWA: My attempt at Disney-website quality photography.
IASWA: My attempt at artsy photography.
PP: My attempt to "frame the subject matter with natual barriers, creating interest and depth".
We also hit MP before heading to TL. On our way to ride Space Mt., I snap a picture of Pleakley.
I don't know about y'all, but I personally prefer this look for him. Cross-dressers are people, too!
Well what a gip, SM is down,so we grab a couple FPs and consult my touring plan. It says to head into Liberty Square and ride HM followed by the other mountains if lines are low. So we walk over to the HM and I practice more techniques.
HM: My attempt to "create an appropriate mood by using natural light and shadows".
HM: My second attempt at low-light, action photography.
We still have time before our FP is up, so we walk over to the other mountain.
SM: My attempt to "choose a different vantage point to create visual interest".
SM: My attempt to "'paint a picture of the moment' by capturing figures/objects in action".
SM: More Disney-website photography. I wouldn't be surprised if Deb Wills called and offered me six figures a year to be their head photographer. You can say you knew me when.
We got into the ride queue with another family. Right as we board the boat, one of the kids freaks out and they step right off the ride. Yeah, we get to ride alone! Thanks for punkin' out, ya big baby!
SM: Here I tried that framing technique with the castle on the SM ride.
Jackpot! Finally that framing idea worked! Too bad Kory took the picture.
Oh oh, here we go. I'm getting nervous....
Ahhhhhhhhhhh! I always close my eyes on the way down, so I've never seen this viewpoint before. Again, another Kory shot. He thinks he's hot stuff.
I always love to check out the picture they take, but I'm too cheap to buy them. But I'm no dummy, I beat the system.
I took a picture of us taking a picture of them taking a picture of us going down.
We decide to skip Space Mt. since we were getting hungry and wanted to partake in the 2005 F&WF. We make our way out of the park and take the resort monorail to the TTC. Within minutes, we are waiting for the Epcot monorail, another first for Kory.
Epcot Monorail: My attempt at story-telling, complete with outdoor, action shots.
I'm trying here, people. I'm really trying.
We arrive safely at Epcot and Kory enjoys another first - the front entrance to Epcot. His excitement is short lived.
"What the hell are those?" Kory's pointing to the eyesore Disney calls Leave a Legacy.
"Every second you waste trying to figure it out, is one you never get back. Just keep moving and pretend you never saw it."
We stop for a few minutes and watch the fountain, only to get drenched with the wind picks up. Once to the WS, we take a right and stop at the Florida and Canada boothes for some grub and my first drink of the day, Riesling. I take my first sip and angels sing. All is well with the world.
We continue around the WS and stop in the UK for Kory to get a Stella, his go-to drink when vacationing here. As he's in line, I'm standing off to the side, eavesdropping on any conversation I can get near and notice a CM handing passes to people. Well, I must find out what's going on here, but don't want to get swindled into something costing anything over zero dollars. So I take a couple steps closer, straining to listen, all while pretending to admire the pavement. I perk up when hear the words "free" and "beer".
"I'll take two!" I shout. I run back to Kory for our ID's and within 45 minutes, we are in line, eyeballing buckets of free beer and foaming at the mouth.
ETA: Part 5, page 22