My only issue walking down South Harbor is that some dude made a pass at me. Which would have been fine, if he had been my type. Alas, he was not. He would not buzz off, so I made if perfectly clear that I was just walking down the street trying to mind my own business. He finally got it. Geese! And you know, that happened on my first evening, near my hotel. My nice,peaceful walk, lasted about 10 minutes, before becoming mashed upon. After that incident though, no other dudes bothered me... Good! Now if you are pulling in serious money,love Disney, horses, and are driving a red Ferrari convertible that has a tan leather interior, then I will meet you right over there....
You should be fine, I so far, have been. And lately I have been visiting the land by my self.
Some are friendly, some are, er, kind of 'scabby' (territorial tykes that they are - they must fight over who gets to eat 'The Mouse' at night. 
) Actually, they honestly do leave Mickey Mouse alone... I know, because I see him in the parks everywhere we go. They don't like the taste of his polyester pants, I think. (Makes me wonder why they don't go for Donald - heck, he doesn't wear even pants. Oh yeah, his little sailor jacket must be the deterrent for them.) We love, love seeing the cats over there, it is a huge part of our trip. Sad, but true... we miss our own kitties when we go away, so we have to get our cat fix in. Also - look for resident cat Daisy at the White Water Snacks area, apparently she likes to hang out there. She's a tabby cat. We took a photo of one sitting in a canoe before, while we were going by on the Mark Twain.
