Day 1 - December 12, 2010 - Part Seven
Freshly rested at the PPH and ready to finish up the last few rides that were important to us (meaning that these are the ones that we don’t miss under most circumstances, but there are certainly other rides we like in DLR that we will go on from time to time if the lines are not horrendous), we headed back into
Disneyland.
And….my leg would not stop hurting. I thought it would simmer down some after resting in the PPH room, but it just kicked right in again as soon as I set foot on Main Street.
It took every ounce of Disney-loving spirit in me to smile through these pictures despite the fact that I was in so much pain and it felt like someone was sawing my leg off:
I had to muster up the stamina and strength and do what I tell other people to do when they are in pain for some reason or other and still have to walk – “Push through the pain!” Now if this pain had been at a ‘10’ on the 1 – 10 pain scale that doctors show you – and it has been that way before - I wouldn’t have been able to move. At all. Anywhere. But I was at about a 7, so I could get going a little…even though every step felt like a knife slicing me from my waist down to my calf.
You can tell I was in pain because my photo-taking decreased rapidly. We made our way to POTC, and I didn’t take a single photo of anything – not the queue, not the ride itself, nothing. The line for POTC was really long, and even though logically I knew it moved fast, it seemed like it would be an eternity of suffering for me.
When we got in the POTC boat, Shawn mentioned that the seat was wet. Well, we have certainly sat down on seats that had been splashed a little after one of the drops, so it was nothing new. I felt a little dampness, but not like what Shawn was describing. To hear her complaints, you’d have thought she plopped right down in the Mississippi River. I started laughing because her comments were funny. As we sailed past the Blue Bayou, Shawn was grumbling under her breath about having a wet butt. I couldn’t stop giggling.
And then, all of a sudden, whoosh! Down the first drop we go. As soon as the boat settled at the bottom of the hill, what seemed like a wave of water suddenly crept underneath us…and through our pants. I actually don’t think it was water that splashed in the boat after the drop. I think it was the same water that was already in the seat – it’s just that Shawn was sitting in the bulk of the puddle at first, and when we headed downward, the puddle jostled around and hit me.
Hence, SBS – Soggy Butt Syndrome. The thing is, Pirates is a long ride, as you know. So when you are sitting in water, it is certain that by the end of this long ride you will be soaked through. And that’s what happened! What could we do? It’s not like we could stand up in the boat and avoid getting soaked. We just had to sit there and accept our fate.
I was still laughing at the ridiculousness of it all. But Shawn’s demeanor changed drastically after this. She did not find the humor in having a totally soaked backside. And when I say soaked, I mean the water was dripping down our legs, under our pants, and into our socks when we finally got off the boat. She was not amused by the SBS.
We noticed that the line for Haunted Mansion Holiday was horrible, so we got Fast Passes and then made our way over to Buzz Lightyear’s Astro Blasters.
It was in the BLAB line that I came to the conclusion that I could never have the patience to be a parent. I don’t know how some parents do it. I love kids, but when they are not being charming and enchanting, I don’t know anyone copes.
There was a family behind us. First of all, the dad in the group didn’t believe that the BLAB line actually began where it began, so his wife had to convince him otherwise. And then one of the sons in the group kept complaining about how the line was “so loooooooong.” He didn’t just say it once. He said it repeatedly. At that point, I was surprised that the family didn’t just get out of the line to pacify Junior. Poor kid was probably tired, but we didn’t need to keep hearing about how long the line was. We know it’s long. Welcome to Disneyland.
I tell ya…I don’t know how parents do it. I have seen some major meltdowns from kids in the middle of Disneyland, and the poor mom or dad has to try to calm them down and not draw all kinds of attention to themselves in the process. I feel for them.
I don’t think I have ever noticed these Saturn-shaped light fixtures in the BLAB queue before – gotta love the details!! Deejdigsdis, did you get this one?:
And, predictably, this was the outcome (I told you, I am horrible at BLAB as a game – my score only gets worse over time!):
Since we still had a while before our Fast Pass window came up for Haunted Mansion Holiday, we decided to take a nighttime Jungle Cruise. No photos of this. There was no line – it was so empty that we – and the people right behind us – didn’t even think it was running!
Jazz made the observation in her TR that Jungle Cruise is better at night for several reasons, and she is right! Not only does everything look more interesting in the dark on that ride, but I would imagine that, for those one or two folks who have never been on it to know what happens, the dark might provide an element of ‘suspense.’ I also found the skipper’s humor to be a lot funnier than I find the daytime skippers’ jokes to be. Sometimes, I can barely listen to them because the jokes are SO bad and un-funny. Every now and then, you will get a skipper who can tell a joke and deliver a line with the proper comedic timing. And that’s what we got!
From there, we went on the Pooh ride, although I have no photographic proof of this so you will just have to take my word for it. Oh, and there was no line at all, even though it was tremendously crowded in the park.
Remember the good ol’ days, when the Pooh ride was still new, and the line was ridiculously long? It’s hard to conjure up that visual in my mind and then reconcile it with the non-line I see today. Not that I’m unhappy about the lack of a line for Pooh. I guess it just surprises me because it’s such a cute ride and the other ‘kids’ rides’ are very popular. The dark rides in Fantasyland still have long lines. I’m not sure what it is about Pooh and his friends that has gotten ‘old’ for people.
Then again, now that I think of it, the Monsters, Inc. ride had no line at all, either. And I think that’s a really cute ride, too! I used to attribute Monsters, Inc.’s short lines to its location, and the fact that a lot of folks may not even realize it’s there because of where it is situated in the park. It’s kind of tucked away in DCA, and not right in the line of fire. I bet lots of folks don’t go back to that area to ride it. It looks like there is nothing much back there, so they don’t even bother, whereas the Paradise Pier area looks like it has lots of stuff happening so people are attracted to it.
If Monsters, Inc. were located in Disneyland instead of DCA, and in a more visible spot, I wonder if it would have huge lines? And if the Pooh ride were located in Fantasyland instead of Critter Country, would it have huge lines? Something to ponder….
Well, after seeing Pirates, Little Green Men, Heffalumps and killer piranha, we still had some time to kill in DL before heading over to HMH.
I poked my head in New Orleans Square:
Yes, NOS is still pretty but it’s just not what it was with the light canopy. That light canopy added so much to the whole look of NOS. Even Shawn noticed that it was missing and that the whole ‘illumination’ aspect of NOS was gone. There was a certain elegant and decadent look to the strands of dangling lights handing overhead. It was really eye-catching.
After Haunted Mansion (and I still did not smell much in the way of gingerbread during the ballroom scene, nor did Shawn), we headed to Main Street.
Somewhere along the line, Shawn lost a $20 bill in DL. It’s funny because, when the day started and I found my quarter, Shawn made some sort of comment about how it was a sign that it would be a good day. Who knew that, hours later, she would lose money somewhere in Disneyland?
Between the soggy butt and the lost $20, I think Shawn was ready to call it a night soon. She wanted to come back to the PPH to see how much of World of Color we would actually be able to view, but I think she was done with the park for the day. And my leg was still bothering me, so I wasn’t opposed to heading back to the PPH either. I may have even wanted to head back sooner than Shawn did! I did suggest waiting for the snow on Main Street, but Shawn wasn’t having any of that, so we skipped it.
Random crowd shot on Main Street:
Winter Sweater Patrol Goofy was signing autographs:
And…we caught the carolers in the hallway of the GCH while taking the short cut back to the PPH – but this was a different set of carolers from the ones we saw by the GCH tree when we passed through there earlier in the day – this hallway group was the same group I saw on my local morning news today:
They were leading the guests in a ‘sing-off’ of “Deck the Halls.” They divided them into 2 groups. One group would have to sing the “fa la la la la…la la la la” part, and then the second group would have to sing their “fa la la’s” as well. The point was to see who was the loudest group.
The funny thing was that Shawn had just said something about sitting in the lobby to see if we could catch the carolers. But when we stumbled upon this group in the hallway, she blew past them and kept on walking!!! LOL! She did not stop to sing a single note. Not a “fa” nor a “la.” Maybe they had to actually be by the tree for her to give them the time of day!!
So I snapped this shot as we sped past them, turning around every so often to see if I could tell which group was winning the sing-off!!
I must admit that the setting by the GCH tree is much, much better to enjoy the entertainment. It is much nicer to sit in a comfy chair and watch the performers than it is to stand there and do it after a long, tiring day. But maybe the GCH folks figure that it is a big hotel and they need carolers on the scene, covering every angle. They have to entertain the cranky guests who are exhausted and taking the short cut as well as the ones who are relaxing by the tree, I suppose!!
So we made it back to the Paradise Pier in one piece and watched the end of “Amazing Race,” as well as waited for World of Color to begin. We could see the water and the colors in WoC quite well, of course, and we could even hear the music, but we couldn’t see the projections on the water screens. So we could tell when the “Little Mermaid” sequence came up because we saw what looked like the underwater effect and a blue color, and we could hear “Part of Your World.” But we couldn’t actually see the images.
Shawn left at 10 p.m. and drove home. She didn’t get the day off work the following day (Monday), and she needed to get home and go to sleep. She lives just a few minutes away. In a way, I was sad to see her go, because knowing how “interesting” she can be, I never know if I will see her again in another 10 months (for Halloween Time), 12 months (for the holidays) or 24 months!! She did mention that she was thinking of getting an Annual Pass. And she even said that we should book a hotel room NOW for next December and have it all paid off by that time. She said she would split the cost with me. …Which would be great, but…honestly, as much as I’d like to get excited at the thought of her being interested in going to DLR again next December, I have learned my lesson and I know all too well that I cannot count on her ‘mood’ to stay the same. I’ve heard it before. What she said on December 12 may not be what she says on February 12 or June 12. I just cannot rely on her still wanting to go – I wish I could.
While I was sad to see Shawn go, I was also exhausted and in pain – pain from the leg problem and the regular, overall, ‘I’ve-been-walking-around-Disneyland-all-day’ pain. Eh…nothing that some pills, a good night’s sleep and a hot shower in the morning couldn’t fix.
I also decided that I was not going to push myself to get up super early in the morning, even though I felt like I should get up at the crack of dawn. It’s not that I can’t wake up early, but given the terrible pain I was in - I didn’t want to push it. So I was going to see how I felt the next morning, and if it seemed like I needed more rest, I would take it. Heck, it was my vacation! I didn’t have anyone to answer to and I could do what I wanted, on my own schedule!!
I was also mildly excited to take on the next day – the first of my 2 solo days – to see what I could drum up picture-wise.
But I needed to get some rest. I took a whole lotta Motrin (probably more than any human should take), got ready for bed, crawled under the covers and passed out, praying that I would not be in pain the next day. Zzzzzzzzzzzzz……….
And I must say – having the room all to myself made for a much better sleep because there was no one to wake me up, and I didn’t wake anyone else up. I turned out the lights and could still hear the screams from the Wheel of Death…but that’s not a bad sound to fall asleep to!
Next up, Day 2 (at long last) - Let the Quests BEGIN!!!! My first ever entirely solo day at DLR will include the breakfast of champions, many, many photos, getting all up in the Round-Up, a molten pie, and this view:
(^^Not a bad way to wake up, I’d say!!)
What photos shall I take when left to my own devices? Tune in and see!!