I don't think either one of us took our eyes off of Little Jimmy the whole time on the bus. We just kept waiting for him to come and try to do a fingerpaint mural on our bodies. And he was running around. Every time he started heading up to the front, I'd try to give him that evil eye. He's stop in the aisle, look at me, I'd give my best Glare, at him, and he'd just freeze, with his eyes open wide, staring at me.
And I'd start to crack.
I felt bad doing it, and he had such big eyes, staring at me. I was almost to the "c'mere little buckaroo, you can wipe your disgusting, chocolate covered grimy hands all over my legs if you want."
Evidently, he looked at my legs, and they didn't compare to the girl's back at the resort, and he'd run back to his seat in the back.
We were the first off the bus, and never saw him again.
That day.
It's a regular day there, no early entry, so we figured we knew what to expect.
Wrong.
Normally, from what was in place last may, you get through the turnstyle, then they let you up Main Street, and the ropes stop you from going into any "Lands".
Not today though.
After going through security, (she made sure to hand me the hand grenades and plastic explosives ahead of time to put in my pockets)
they checked her fanny pack. All was clear in her fanny pack. He waved me through with all the explosives and said "Have a magical day".
Through the turnstyles, and then we get stopped before we can walk under the railroad bridge.
We are right by the tunnel under the bridge on the right side, and I see a cm standing right by a rope.
Well, Diane is not happy with our location. She thinks that the gates in the middle section are going to be the ones to open up. I am like, No, they wouldn't waste an employee standing there for no reason.
Suddenly, Mickey and all his pals show up at the top of the station. It was so cool, music playing, the welcome greeting, " Good morning, good morning, doo, doo, de doo too, good morning, good morning, to You!"
Well, she still thinks we need to be over by the center, and grabs my hand and away we go.
I counted at least 3 videographers in the front row that have now got our heads running through their home videos. Then, when we got there, she looked around, and said, "maybe you were right."
And then we did the whole thing in reverse. Only this time, running in front of the videotapers, I expected to be shot. I hunched down as far as I could, but the back wasn't giving me much leeway.
Back at where we started from, I ignored her folly, and just got into the show. Man, what an upgrade, if this doesn't get you into the mood for the Magic Kingdom, nothing will.
The ropes drop, and we are on our way. We actually beat every single person in the center line , without even trying. Made it all the way to the end of Main street, the first ones there, bad back, bad foot, and all.
Today, we are doing a radical exchange from our "norm".
We always make a right before you reach the end of MainStreet, and head past the restauarant to Buzz, and then to Space Mountain.
Always.
I don't think we have ever gone this way before. Certainly not at this time in the morning.
At the end we see another rope, but as we approached it, she opened it up and we went through. When we got to Frontierland,,, another rope. By now we were down to only four of us. And the girl there made us wait about, oh, 32 seconds. Then she opened it.
Diane and I, and our two tag-a-longs, went right to Big Thunder.
Where another rope blocked us, with a cast member standing right behind it.
"Sorry folks, can't open the rope till the ride manager gives me the OK.
I looked at him and said, " I just talked to him, he told me to tell you to go ahead and open it up."
He said to me, " Her."
I said, " Huh?"
" He's a her"
" He's a her?"
" Yep".
" Does he know that?"
"yes, she knows that."
" Your sure, her?"
" I'm sure, her."
" Your sure, her, for sure, that I refer?"
( he was wavering)
" Yes, I'm sure that you refer to her."
" But are you sure I refer to the her that we confer?"
he was ready to crack, I could tell.
" So, you concur, for sure that the her I refer, is a her, for sure, and you won't detour?"
Diane gave me that look like, " Are you going to be this way all day?"
He started weeping.
"YES, YES, Maybe you're right, it wasnt a her, that I concur, for sure,,,,,,,,
" No further questions."
Then, to make him feel better, I said, " Well maybe she didn't have her make-up on yet."
He then opened the chain. As I walked past, I noticed his name plate.
" Hey, just be glad it wasn't a " him" Tim.
For some reason, the other couple behind us bolted for Splash Mountain. So the two of us walked on into the ride, alone.
We were the only ones there, totally. And walked down into the train. I had an idea, since there is nobody there, to show her my coaster expertise.
I said lets try the front seat.
We have ridden this ride many times before, almost always somewhere in the middle.
So those of you that know, this is really stupid on my part. There is NO front seat. The front seat is still right behind the locomotive.
But we rode it.
Kinda.
The train pulled out, and we were the only ones on it, sitting right behind the loco.
As we cranked up the hill in the cave, just before we reached the top,,,
somebody hit pause, on the btmr dvd. We stopped.
Now, I'm not crazy about when rides stop, except when they are supposed to.
My wife is less crazy about these intermissions than I am.
Especially on roller coaster type rides. I'm thinkin that " he" told 'Her", about the "no make-up line", and she wasn't pleased.
So, as we sit there, waiting for it to start up again, I can see she's nervous, so I try to make some trivial conversation to ease her fears and take her mind off of it.
"Do you remember last year, right about this time, that a guy died on this ride? Sitting in the same exact seat that we are?"
hmmm, didn't seem to have the effect I was looking for.
"Oh, but that was at
Disneyland, not here."
Then the ride started back up. I think this is her most favorite ride in all of Disneyworld. But for some reason today, it took her about half the ride at least before she brought out the "permagrin". Yes, that's a word I just love that I believe came from a La La trip report, but it describes the person perfectly.
She was still smiles when we got off, and even mentioned that it seemed "Kind of tame" this time.
We walked back down the exit, and got right back in the line heading back up.
I saw Tim see us, and as we walked past, he burried his head in a rhododendrum. Once again, we are the only ones riding, so this time we take the last seat.
She normally asks me to keep my arm around her and I am always too happy to comply. Hey! what's better than your arm around your girl on a semi thrill ride? But, at strategic times, I would kind of lift my arm a little, to let her see the difference between front,,,,, and back. It really is like being on two different rides. When it stopped, we just stayed seated, and went around again. She agreed, " Hey, way more fun than sitting in the front."
I myself am not sure how the physics apply here, but you get a bunch more "air time" sitting in the back.
And that's a good thing.
When it pulled into the station again, we thought about going around for one more ride. But there was now two people standing in the last car line. And they were the only people there. So the operator said, " Sorry folks, you'll have to get out this time."
It was ok. We had a lot of fun. And I was starting to worry that the "permagrin" wasn't going to leave her face. Afraid it might have been stuck there. Did you ever see that movie, Dr. Sardonicus? Never mind.
Ok, that's it for tonight. everyone take care,
