JULY 4TH PART ONE: In Which A Bus Almost Makes Me Cry - ALSO FISH
Have you ever noticed how easy it is to get out of bed when you know you have a full day of WDW fun ahead of you? I mean, I am definitely
not a morning person. Having to get out of bed is like my own personal form of torture. If someone figures out a way to go out and do stuff while simultaneously cuddling up in bed, I will be a very happy gal (and will personally re-gift that person one of my Yay For Participation! T-ball trophies). Yet, at WDW, I will gladly hop out of bed at an ungodly hour (7 AM) and skip my lazy-self right into the shower. Crazy.
However, my cheery morning quickly took a dark turn. After I finished my Pop Tart (theres no better breakfast than some good ol calories) I started to feel really nauseous. I was dizzy and faint so I laid back down for a while. There wasnt anything seriously wrong, but because Im the worlds biggest hypochondriac, I started freaking out. I was in full-blown panic attack mode before I knew it. Lemme tell ya, having a panic attack is not the best way to start the day. In fact, its probably one of the worst. Panic attacks stink.
After a while, I started feeling better and was able to finish getting ready. THANK GOODNESS. This was the only day we had planned at Epcot and I was not about to miss my favorite park. Because of my little setback, we were running a bit late, but we still managed to make it to the bus stop by 9:00. Thats not too bad. We missed Rope Drop, though, which just felt wrong. We NEVER miss Rope Drop! Were that obnoxious Rope Drop family that stands outside of the turnstiles shuffling our feet like bulls about to charge. Arriving when the park is already open just isnt the same.
Anyway, we waited, like, five minutes or so for an Epcot bus to come. We were the only people waiting at our stop. It was strange. Where
was everyone? Sleeping in? Dont they know that theres no sleeping in Disney? Clearly they havent read any of our frumpy friends TRs.
As you all know, there are 9839749233 (or 4) bus stops at Coronado Springs. Since we were in the Ranchos, we were the second stop (except its called Bus Stop 3 because its Disney and they can) which, in case youre lazy and dont feel like doing the math, meant there were two more. A whopping 10 more people got on the bus before we left CSR. 10. Again, where
was everyone? Oh well. More space for me.
OH! I almost forgot! The most wonderful thing happened right as we were pulling out of CSR. I didnt even know this was possible, but all of a sudden the Disney Voice Guy was wishing me a happy birthday on the bus. WHAT? I almost cried. I love the Disney Voice Guy. I want him to narrate my life. Well, him and the guy who commentates during curling matches on NBC. When I finally convince someone that my life is sitcom-worthy, they will be the
Arrested Development-style narrators. But, yeah, it was a magical moment for sure. Birthday buttons pay off, kids.
I was on the verge of tears for the second time that morning when we pulled into Epcot and One Little Spark started playing. I love it!
As we disembarked, I thanked our bus driver for being so fabulous. He really did make my morning.
You know what else made my morning? The fact that there wasnt a line at bag check AND they barely even glanced in my bag. SHOCKING. Im usually subject to a full TSA-style patdown/thorough bag check/veritaserum before theyll let me into the park. Panic attack aside, this was really my morning.
As we headed through the turnstiles, there were CMs passing out little American flag pins. They were plastic and sort of cheap looking, but it was still a nice gesture. I wore mine all day. Well,
my bag wore mine all day. He (because my bag is very obviously male) seemed pleased.
We took a few seconds to grab a times guide, soak up the atmosphere, and listen to the Entrance Medley before speeding off like the crazy people we are.
Heres a picture of everyones favorite geodesic sphere:
Its so lovely. Dont cha just love the wind tunnel it creates? Getting blown over as I walk underneath is never not hilarious.
Heres a picture of us courtesy of my paparazzo of a father:
I dont entirely know what Im pointing at but Im sure it was something really cool.
Katie, Wade, and Mom headed for Test Track, but because I was still feeling a bit woozy from earlier, I decided to pass. Dad and I headed over to get FPs for Soarin. I dont even ride it because I have a horrible fear of flying and giant screens make me motion sick (also, it replaced Food Rocks so I dont ride it on principle), but Im the most awesome person ever, so I figured Id do something nice for everyone else.
Palm trees! I felt bad for the one with the giant hole in its trunk. I feel like someone probably got really drunk and kicked it. Or someone momentarily forgot this isnt 400 BC and drove their stroller into it battering ram-style. Or a lazy woodpecker didnt feel like leaving the ground. Or the tree let her big sisters wacky best friend pierce her trunk so she wouldnt have to wear clip-ons anymore, but she just wound up with a crazy infection. I bet thats what it was.
The Land - Its lacking in singing foods, but I guess its still pretty cool. I think this is the part of the trip report where I pull out a guitar and we all hold hands and sing that Listen to the Land song.
JUST MAKE BELIEVE YOURE A TINY LITTLE SEED
I didnt take any pictures while we were in there because I was a woman on a FP-retrieving mission. Once the FPs were safely acquired, Dad and I took our time walking out. Actually, I think we stopped and bought a bottle of water from Sunshine Seasons or whatever its called. I also remember pointing out that there were a ridiculous number of people in The Land wearing Cleveland Indians and/or Ohio State paraphernalia. Clearly Ohioans have excellent taste in vacation destinations.
Dad and I then headed over to The Seas where the rest of the gang was supposed to meet us after they finished at Test Track. We found a shady spot, sat on the edge of a planter, and watched the monorail go by.
Epcot is gorgeous. I miss it.
While we were waiting, a CM stopped and told us that there was a snake living in the planter we were sitting on. I guess the other CMs named it Fred. I couldnt quite tell if the guy was telling the truth or not, but I moved as far away from that planter as possible. Im sure the snakes that live at Disney are friendly and nice. They probably slither along to the area music. With that said, their bodies are giant tubes. Its gross. Who in their right mind actively wants to encounter a tube-bodied creature? Snakes are just so gross.
Before long, the rest of the family showed up and we headed inside.
The Seas is my favorite pavilion in Epcot. I could spend hours in there. Ive always been fascinated by aquatic life. I mean, theres a whole world down there and we barely know the half of it. Its so exciting! As a kid, one of the many careers I planned on having (after princess and before lifeguard
yeah, I really thought Id make a career out of that) was marine biologist. Im glad I get to fulfill that fantasy for a little while every time I visit WDW.
Because it was still early, there was no line for the ride. However long it took us to walk through the queue is how long we waited. Of course, this queue is insanely long, so I think I aged about five years before we made it to the loading area. It is 2016, right?
Youll remember that at the Magic Kingdom the day before, we had a hard time wrapping our heads around the fact that we were traveling with five people in our party as opposed to the usual four. I took an elbow to the chest as a result, so youd think we wouldve learned.
Well, we didnt. Mom, Dad, and I did the stupidest thing any of us have ever done by piling into one Clammobile. It was not pretty. Nor comfortable. Im claustrophobic and I freak out whenever I feel like I cant move, so I had another panic attack. Instead of enjoying the EAC and singing along with Big Blue World, I spent the entire ride with my eyes closed while Mom reminded me to keep breathing. Every year I complain about how short that ride is, but this year I was pleading for it to be over.
Anyway, word of advice: never try to cram three adults in a Clammobile. Its just not worth it.
After we exited (which was kinda painful
we were squeezed in there quite well) I drank an entire bottle of water and praised Poseidon that I made it off the ride alive. Then, we went and visited my BFFs: the manatees.
Manatees are amazing. My grandmother gave me a stuffed manatee when I was born (who I later named Manatee because Im creative like that) and Ive been attached to the sea cows (which sounds like an insult) ever since. Theyre just so gentle! Dont you think they look like theyd make good cuddlers? Do you think I could bribe a CM to let me in the tank for a good snuggle?
After spending a suitable amount of time with the manatees, we moved on. Mom, Katie, and Wade headed over to Turtle Talk, but Dad and I decided to look around some more. There was a certain someone I needed to say hello to.
For those of you who dont know, The Seas is home to one of the most fascinating specimen of creatures in the whole world. I didnt know about it either until the fabulous Lia (_disneygirl) wrote about it in her TR (which you should read because shes the best and I'm linking you to it so you have no excuse not to
SERIOUSLY READ THIS PEOPLE).
I am speaking, of course, of the frogfish.
Is this not the most amazing thing youve ever seen? Just look at it! Look at his nose! And thats not even the most fascinating thing about Rudolph the Red-Nosed Frogfish. The most intriguing aspect of the frogfish is that he has weird pulsating spots all over his body. Its nuts. I dont know if thats how he breathes or what but its funky. I sat down on the floor so that Id be at eye-level and just stared at the guy wondering why he is the way that he is.
Another fun fact about the frogfish:
Frogfish walk, man. They pretty much took a page out of Ariels playbook and got sick of swimming so they developed legs. FOUR LEGS. Quick, someone tell him what a fire is because Im sure hes curious about that too.
I knew if I stared at the frogfish any longer my brain would blow from sheer awesomeness, so I moved onto the other tanks.
Heres a seahorse:
I have no idea what these are but theyre cool:
Another fun fact:
These next pictures were taken by my father (with his fancy camera) while I was staring at the frogfish. Theyre gorgeous. Im always impressed by Dads photography.
We also spent quite a bit of time upstairs looking at the MASSIVE tanks.
As a wise woman once said: Fish, fish, fish. Everywhere fish!
The dolphins were out and they were as lovable as ever. Unfortunately, we didnt get a lesson in dolphin genitalia this year. Disappointing. I will never forget the sheer hilarity that led to. Like, Ill be dragging my kids to The Seas every year just to be all Now kids, this is where Mommy learned all about dolphin privates.
Heres some sort of ray:
It was massive. So cool.
Heres a sea turtle who was extremely popular with the kids:
It was really cute. Every time he swam by, a little boy would do his best Crush impression. I love that
Finding Nemo has inspired a new generation of kids to take interest in the ocean.
Heres a not-so Hidden Mickey:
After a while, Dad and I headed downstairs and met up with everyone else. We were all getting hungry, so we decided it was time for lunch, but Ill save that for the next installment.
UP NEXT:
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PS: Im sorry I havent updated in, like, forever. Ive been super overwhelmed with school. Also, youll notice from my lack of ticker, we had to cancel our November trip. Life got in the way. But, Ive already started planning our annual July trip so Im not too bummed. We havent booked anything yet, but we really want to stay at the Animal Kingdom Lodge. Plus, I kind of need to go to the Wizarding World of Harry Potter and geek out, so that will probably happen. It should be a lot of fun.