Before I get started on the actual trip of this trip report segment, lets take a moment to talk a bit more about our third character, my hair.
My hair isnt curly, but it isnt straight.
It isnt glossy, but it isnt flat, either.
It tends toward frizz and is extraordinarily pouffy.
Each strand is baby-fine, but theres a ton of it.
Sounds fun, doesnt it?
Basically, I have a few choices when it comes to styling:
1. Grow it long-ish so as to pull it back in ponytails, chignons, etc.
2. Keep it closer to shoulder length with just a couple layers and spend 45 minutes blow-drying and flat-ironing it each day.
3. Go up to chin-ish length with layers.
The common theme with any of these options is what I call the flip-pouff factor. Basically, the flip-pouff factor states that no matter how my hair is cut, it shall always become full, ensuring a bob-like shape, and it shall always flip upward.
Why is any of this important to a WDW TR? Because, traditionally, the hair styles that work best for work and everyday life do not work for WDW, and vice-versa. Sure, pulling long hair back into a bun is perfect for making rope drop, but it does not convey a serious, professional yet creative look at work (for me.) I dont blow-dry at WDW. Nuff said there. But what about shorter with layers? How might that carry over to the land of Mouse???
Aaaahhh, and here we are. About to set out for a weekend at WDW
. just after a new haircut.
A couple weeks prior, I chopped off a bunch of length and went for the LuAnn as seen on Bravos Real Housewives of NYC. Click here for some images.
http://www.bravotv.com/Real_Housewives_NYC/season/1/gallery/index.php She's the one with shortish hair.
Okay, shes got it all blown-out and fixed nice here, but it looked cute whilst playing tennis and gallivanting around the Hamptons, too. Trust V. The new do was looking quite cute and I was VERY happy that it required 5 minutes of prep time in the morning. Could it also work for two(2) days of park touring? We shall see
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Back to Day One(1). After a decent nights sleep and minimal time spent styling my new do, Leo and I managed to get ourselves out the door ON TIME!!! It was 7:15am Saturday morning and we enjoyed a quick, nearly traffic-free drive across I-4.
I had also envisioned our quick, nearly traffic-free drive as being quiet.
Not so much.
We were listening to the radio. And, with every new song, Leo would ask, Mommy? Is this a cool song?
My answer was always yes because, frankly, if it
werent a cool song, Id have changed the station.
Leo was down with that. For a while. Then he started having opinions.
Mommy is THIS a cool song?
Yep, sure is.
Im not so sure.
Mommy is THIS a cool song?
Yep, sure is.
Maybe no.
Mommy is THIS a cool song?
Yep, sure is.
No, this one is NOT cool.
This went on, and on, and on, and on, and on.
Until this one.
Crazy Train started playing. Ozzy Osbourne? You know, those first few bars?
Leo didnt even ask
Mommy?! THIS is the COOLEST song EVER!!!!!
Anyway, long about the Mickey-shaped electrical pole, we went off the rails and exited I-4 bound for the AK. Where I paid $11 to park, since we hadnt yet checked in. Id just ask for a refund when we later got to CSR.
It was just about 9am, opening time. Car parked at the faaaaaar end of the row
Wait a sec can we talk? Am I the token DISer with end-of-row-itus? Truly, of the literally hundreds(100s) of times Ive parked at a WDW theme park lot, only thrice do I recall parking nearer the tram lane than halfway down. Most of the time, Im within 5 cars of the end. How can that be? What are the odds? I dont even get upset anymore Ive just accepted that this is my lot in life. It's not a lot, but it's my lot... in the lot.
Car parked at the faaaaaar end of the row
Leo and I walked up to the entrance. Yeah, end-of-row-itus aside, we were pretty close. Close enough to beat the tram full of our fellow parkers to the entrance.
But.
NOT close enough to beat the approximately 436 marching band and cheerleader teams streaming off the charter buses.
Yep. There were a whole lot of teenagers at the AK that morning. A whole lot.
Luckily, they were all heading for Expedition Everest, and not toward our mission, Kilimanjaro Safari.
Remember? Safari, tigers, bats and snake-in-the-glass-box-next-to-the-bats. That was our touring plan. (NOFTGM)
The standby time for the Safari was 20 minutes. Not bad at all, we took it. So Leo and I got in line and moved along at the slow pace dictated by that particular queue. Were relatively small people, Leo and I. We dont take up a lot of room in line. So, we apparently looked like a good opportunity for a family to shorten their wait in line.
First, a middle-aged man moved around and ahead of us.
A few paces later, a similarly-aged woman joined him.
After a length of queue followed by a turn, two elderly women moved ahead.
One of them turned and asked the other, So-and-sos falling behind.
So-and-so moved up and around Leo on his right, asking How many are we all together?
The answer, provided by a younger woman coming up our left flank, was Eight.
So two(2) more to go, then.
A young boy gave Leo a small shove and moved ahead of him.
And then it happened.
A gentle touch on my shoulder, as an elderly man asked, Mind if I pass you miss? My familys up there.
Why not, I responded, they all did.
At least he looked appropriately embarrassed. THEY shot me a dirty look. Remember that.
As we all approached the first CM at the end of the queue, we stopped for a moment and the CM engaged a boy behind us in conversation about his camouflage cap. He explained that he used it to go huntin. An entire conversation then ensued about hunting all manner of critters and which ones they eat versus which ones are just for sport.
Entirely appropriate material just prior to an anti-poaching PSA cleverly disguised as a ride.
As we got up to the loading dock, the Line Cutter family announced their party size and were told to move into the corrals for rows 1 and 2. I then gave my party size, Two please, and was told
Oh, we have room for you on this one. Head up to the front row and watch your step.
Thats right. Ha-ha-de-ha-di-ha-ha, we passed the Line Cutters and got on FIRST, baybee!!!
Not that Im competitive.
The Safari was
meh. There was a surprising lack of animals on the savanna that morning. No lions. No cheetahs. No zebras. No ostrich. No warthogs. Heres what we
did see: one(1) wildebeest, five or six(5-6) elephants, including babies, half (1/2) a giraffe, and a big ol pile of rhinos resting. On their rears. In a most relaxed way. Heh heh. Who doesnt love alliteration?
Post-safari, I started to head toward the Maharaja Jungle Trek. Remember? Tigers, bats and snake-in-the-glass-box-next-to-the-bats?
But Leo resisted.
In a whiny voice, he announced that he wanted to see the animals in boxes and not the tiger, bats and snake-in-the-glass-box-next-to-the-bats.
Animals in boxes, animals in boxes
Oh! The Pangani Forest Trail? With the nekkid mole rats?? Yep, that was the one. And, with the big, fat, flat frog in-the-glass-box-next-to-the-nekkid-mole-rats.
Of course.
So thats what we saw. Not the gorillas skipped them. Not the chimps skipped them, too. Not the many and varied species of birds in the aviary whisked through there. We spent 2 minutes looking at the big, fat, flat frog in-the-glass-box-next-to-the-nekkid-mole-rats. And also the small mice in-the-glass-box-next-to-the-nekkid-mole-rats.
And that was it! Leo as done with the AK. Which was cool with me I was done with the AK about ten(10) years ago.
Thats right Im not an AK fan. Ive given it more than its fair shot, but it has yet to endear itself to me. And Im a flipping BIG animal lover! Ive put a lot of thought into the situation and I think it comes to this:
I like a calm, relaxed, less-peopled atmosphere for animal viewing. Large, open spaces that afford cooling breezes on a hot day. A clear delineation between rides and animal gazing. The ability to sit or stand watching tigers sleep for an hour straight, if I should so wish.
Does Disneys Animal Kingdom offer any of those things?
Nope.
But Busch Gardens Tampa Bay does.
And.
Busch Gardens Tampa Bay happens to reside within 45 minutes of my house.
And.
For the price of a one-day ticket, I can return to Busch Gardens Tampa Bay any number of times for the rest of the calendar year.
Guess whos getting Busch Gardens Tampa Bay passes soon?
Because this last AK trip put me over the edge. It was HOT. And it was CROWDED. And the place almost instantly puts Leo and I on our very worst behavior. Gramma, too. TFI.
True, my WDW FL seasonal pass includes entrance to the AK, but Ive decided its worth another $100 a year to get the Busch Gardens passes and avoid AK at all costs.
THATs how lousy I felt as we left the AK in April.
And apparently Leo, too:
The only photo of that morning. Nice, huh?
I should mention that I also had a horrendous sinus headache and some major arthritic pain to go with it. Adding to the fun. I wasnt at all sure our next stop, Typhoon Lagoon, would improve that situation. Plus, after seeing the AK crowds, particularly the teens en masse, I wasnt sure TL would be fun for Leo. But he was adamant. We were GOING to TL.
Next: Do we make it to TL? Is it chaos and turmoil for the rest of the day? Stay tuned.