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Cast:
Me, Rae, 34, Disney lover
Dix, 43, Great guy who who makes Love Coffee
Boo, 4.95 year-old picky eater wearing a Brat Hat
Sis, 1.95 year-old who can holler louder than a blowhorn
Goldi Locks, Nice DVC member who traded her points with us
Laser-accuser guy: Nice man helping out with world safety
Mr. Customs Man: Grumpy, serious guy in uniform with no patience for drugs or childbirth
Mr. And Mrs. No Manners: Rude people who pop up with different faces throughout our trip
Cute little girl in the front: Loud mouth who unintentionally traumatizes kids young kids on rides
Cousin: Make-up-less advisor whose areas of expertise include hats and droopy b**b prevention
My Dad: Fearless landrover driver who makes great spaghetti
My Mom: Woman who loves blue and might show up unannounced
Love-Boat-bellhop-guy: CM who likes to rescue damsels in distress
Shoe Girl: Girl who wears the most inappropriate Walt Disney World shoes EVER!
Sleazy Viagra Guy: No explanation needed for him
Inventory of important trip items:
Three new premium annual passes
Fancy Laser Camera
Unofficial Guide to Disneyworld
Disney Dining Experience cards
Brat Hat
Old Key West Key Card
Love Coffee
We were back at MGM at opening this Wednesday morning, and Dix and I were excited to try Rock n Roller Coaster first thing. I went first, and enjoyed the preshow with Aerosmith. Is it just me, or does the lead singer have one of the most beautiful faces in the world? Its so sharp, angular, and primitive. I love to watch him talk.
I knew what I was in for when I stepped into the car. The Unofficial Guide claims that, By the time you crest the hill, youll have gone from 0 to 57 miles per hour in less than three seconds. When you enter the first loop, youll be pulling five gs. By comparison, thats two more gs than astronauts experience at lift-off on a space shuttle.
I felt like my body was being sucked into a ball by an incredible painless pressure. There was a brief instant of panic when I felt the need for air, but then I realized I actually was breathing. It was an absolute, larger-than-life force.
I wish it had lasted longer.
Dix was to ride next, so the kids and I browsed the gift shop while we waited for him to finish. In true Disney spirit, the shop matched the theme of the ride and was filled with banger-type merchandise that was black, torn, tattered, and metallic. Everything had a rough rock-n-roll theme. I loved it!
It made Boo mad. He informed me that this did not look at all like Disney World to him, and Tinkerbell was NOT supposed to be on black tattered T-shirts. She came on pretty pink and yellow shirts, he reminded me, just like Sis had at home. He was convinced we had taken a wrong turn somewhere and were at some mutated theme park outside of Disney. He was so offended by the image of Tinkerbell on ripped shirts that he had started to yell, and people were staring. This was his birthday trip, he reminded me. Why had we left Disney World?
So much for our browsing! We waited outside for Dix.
I swear that Dixs military-length hair seemed a bit longer when he returned to us. I think those 5 gs pushed his hair follicles out a couple centimeters.
I briefly considered trying Tower of Terror myself, but decided to skip it since the kids had already spent enough time waiting for their parents to ride. And to tell the truth, I was a bit scared to do it by myself.
Our next stop was The Great Movie Ride. Boo had watched this one on the Internet with me hundreds of times before our trip, and was most curious about the Witch from Wizard of Oz. This would be the first time on The Great Movie Ride for all of us.
It was an entertaining ride, but not necessarily a must-see for me. I suppose I might appreciate it more if I were more of a movie buff. Dont get me wrong, I was happy we experienced it. Boo enjoyed it, but was a bit surprised to see more movie scenes than the Internet had shown. Which version was the authoritative version? Was the ride supposed to follow the Internet version, or was the Internet wrong and the Disney version was correct? He was sure one of them had to be the legitimate authority, and spent a lot of time thinking about that which one he wanted to acknowledge as the correct one.
My son, the virtuous.
We were headed to the Muppet Show next, but spotted Star Tours on the way so Dix and Boo walked onto that ride. Have I mentioned how great it is to experience no crowds during the opening hour of the parks?
Shhh Lets keep that our little secret, okay?
The park was quiet, cool and sunny. I sat on a bench and studied Sis as she tried to make friends with a tiny birdie. My little baby was growing up. She had been without hair for her first eighteen months of life, and now she had long wisps of thin blonde hair blowing in the breeze. The birdie was exciting her, and she was laughing and squealing. She looked so tall and long standing there; her baby fat had been disappearing rapidly.
I gave Sis a Ritz cracker to throw to the birdie. She threw it to the him and laughed when he pecked at it with his beak.
Shes so darling.
The remainder of the morning is a bit of a blur. We saw Playhouse Disney, Little Mermaid, and the Muppets, not necessarily in that order. Sis struggled through the Little Mermaid and the Muppets, bound and determined she was going to sit in her own seat even if she wasnt heavy enough to hold the seat down and it kept folding up on her. She had also lost interest in the shows; when she wasnt fighting her seat, she squirmed and fussed, and Dix had to remove her from Little Mermaid before the show ended because she was so disruptive.
As was the case with the Great Movie Ride, I was underwhelmed with these shows. Perhaps it was because I was sidetracked with Siss shenanigans. Or maybe it would take a while for anything to impress me after seeing Fantasmic! the night before. Or more likely, it was a simple case of being worn out.
Ive struggled with writing this installment and I now realize its because my memories of this day are cloudy. My senses had been numbed from all the stimulation that had been thrown at me the past few days, and I was experiencing our morning only partially plugged-in.
In the past four days, our schedule had been hectic and frantic. If the weather had been warmer, we would have been swimming and lounging by the pool in the afternoons, instead of going to the theme parks. But it hadnt been warm, and we had been on the move to fill the time.
It was time to take a break.
We would not stay at MGM long this day. We'd meet Buzz and Woody and have lunch and then we would take the afternoon off. The weather was promising to be warm enough to swim, and we were going to enjoy that new Old Key West slide, come hell or high water.
We stopped behind Als Toy Barn to meet Buzz and Woody. Boo was absolutely mesmerized by his hero. We had to keep calling his name to get him to look at us instead of at Buzz so that we could snap a picture. Woody held little interest for him and stood next to Boo without even the slightest acknowledgement from my son. I wondered about the man in the Woody costume. Was he frequently shoved aside for a better, newer Buzz just like the character in the movie? Did he feel left out?
We let Boo have his moment with Buzz and then decided it was time for Sis to join the picture, too. As I nudged her toward them, I whispered, Say hi to Woody, Sis! She didnt listen to me and ignored both Woody and Buzz and instead, studied her own hero: her brother. She wanted to do exactly what he was doing, so when she realized Boo was gazing up at Buzz, she did the same while stealing frequent glances back at her brother to see what to do next.
On our way out of the park, we grabbed a bite at Pizza Planet. Boo was excited to be eating at a restaurant modeled after the Pizza Planet in Toy Story. I ordered three individual pizzas, and we sat outside in the sunshine with our lunch. I thought the pizza was the worst pizza I ever had, and regretted that I had not walked over to Starring Rolls for a take-out Cobb Salad.
Dix was enjoying his dipped in Ranch dressing. Sis was munching away. Our little boy who had eaten so very little during the trip and is one of the pickiest eaters I have ever known, absolutely loved that pizza. I just couldnt bring myself to eat it, and wondered what was wrong with me.
Like I said, I think my senses were only partially awake that morning.
On our way out of the park, we stopped by a fountain for a picture. The kids had fun playing and being silly around the fountain, and we lingered there for a few minutes, enjoying the sunshine and leisure of the day.
Next Installment:
Part 12... I think I broke my elbow!
Previous Installment:
Part 10...A thief in the crowd...
See below picture for a list of all installments.
Me, Rae, 34, Disney lover
Dix, 43, Great guy who who makes Love Coffee
Boo, 4.95 year-old picky eater wearing a Brat Hat
Sis, 1.95 year-old who can holler louder than a blowhorn
Goldi Locks, Nice DVC member who traded her points with us
Laser-accuser guy: Nice man helping out with world safety
Mr. Customs Man: Grumpy, serious guy in uniform with no patience for drugs or childbirth
Mr. And Mrs. No Manners: Rude people who pop up with different faces throughout our trip
Cute little girl in the front: Loud mouth who unintentionally traumatizes kids young kids on rides
Cousin: Make-up-less advisor whose areas of expertise include hats and droopy b**b prevention
My Dad: Fearless landrover driver who makes great spaghetti
My Mom: Woman who loves blue and might show up unannounced
Love-Boat-bellhop-guy: CM who likes to rescue damsels in distress
Shoe Girl: Girl who wears the most inappropriate Walt Disney World shoes EVER!
Sleazy Viagra Guy: No explanation needed for him
Inventory of important trip items:
Three new premium annual passes
Fancy Laser Camera
Unofficial Guide to Disneyworld
Disney Dining Experience cards
Brat Hat
Old Key West Key Card
Love Coffee
We were back at MGM at opening this Wednesday morning, and Dix and I were excited to try Rock n Roller Coaster first thing. I went first, and enjoyed the preshow with Aerosmith. Is it just me, or does the lead singer have one of the most beautiful faces in the world? Its so sharp, angular, and primitive. I love to watch him talk.
I knew what I was in for when I stepped into the car. The Unofficial Guide claims that, By the time you crest the hill, youll have gone from 0 to 57 miles per hour in less than three seconds. When you enter the first loop, youll be pulling five gs. By comparison, thats two more gs than astronauts experience at lift-off on a space shuttle.
I felt like my body was being sucked into a ball by an incredible painless pressure. There was a brief instant of panic when I felt the need for air, but then I realized I actually was breathing. It was an absolute, larger-than-life force.
I wish it had lasted longer.
Dix was to ride next, so the kids and I browsed the gift shop while we waited for him to finish. In true Disney spirit, the shop matched the theme of the ride and was filled with banger-type merchandise that was black, torn, tattered, and metallic. Everything had a rough rock-n-roll theme. I loved it!
It made Boo mad. He informed me that this did not look at all like Disney World to him, and Tinkerbell was NOT supposed to be on black tattered T-shirts. She came on pretty pink and yellow shirts, he reminded me, just like Sis had at home. He was convinced we had taken a wrong turn somewhere and were at some mutated theme park outside of Disney. He was so offended by the image of Tinkerbell on ripped shirts that he had started to yell, and people were staring. This was his birthday trip, he reminded me. Why had we left Disney World?
So much for our browsing! We waited outside for Dix.
I swear that Dixs military-length hair seemed a bit longer when he returned to us. I think those 5 gs pushed his hair follicles out a couple centimeters.
I briefly considered trying Tower of Terror myself, but decided to skip it since the kids had already spent enough time waiting for their parents to ride. And to tell the truth, I was a bit scared to do it by myself.
Our next stop was The Great Movie Ride. Boo had watched this one on the Internet with me hundreds of times before our trip, and was most curious about the Witch from Wizard of Oz. This would be the first time on The Great Movie Ride for all of us.
It was an entertaining ride, but not necessarily a must-see for me. I suppose I might appreciate it more if I were more of a movie buff. Dont get me wrong, I was happy we experienced it. Boo enjoyed it, but was a bit surprised to see more movie scenes than the Internet had shown. Which version was the authoritative version? Was the ride supposed to follow the Internet version, or was the Internet wrong and the Disney version was correct? He was sure one of them had to be the legitimate authority, and spent a lot of time thinking about that which one he wanted to acknowledge as the correct one.
My son, the virtuous.
We were headed to the Muppet Show next, but spotted Star Tours on the way so Dix and Boo walked onto that ride. Have I mentioned how great it is to experience no crowds during the opening hour of the parks?
Shhh Lets keep that our little secret, okay?
The park was quiet, cool and sunny. I sat on a bench and studied Sis as she tried to make friends with a tiny birdie. My little baby was growing up. She had been without hair for her first eighteen months of life, and now she had long wisps of thin blonde hair blowing in the breeze. The birdie was exciting her, and she was laughing and squealing. She looked so tall and long standing there; her baby fat had been disappearing rapidly.
I gave Sis a Ritz cracker to throw to the birdie. She threw it to the him and laughed when he pecked at it with his beak.
Shes so darling.
The remainder of the morning is a bit of a blur. We saw Playhouse Disney, Little Mermaid, and the Muppets, not necessarily in that order. Sis struggled through the Little Mermaid and the Muppets, bound and determined she was going to sit in her own seat even if she wasnt heavy enough to hold the seat down and it kept folding up on her. She had also lost interest in the shows; when she wasnt fighting her seat, she squirmed and fussed, and Dix had to remove her from Little Mermaid before the show ended because she was so disruptive.
As was the case with the Great Movie Ride, I was underwhelmed with these shows. Perhaps it was because I was sidetracked with Siss shenanigans. Or maybe it would take a while for anything to impress me after seeing Fantasmic! the night before. Or more likely, it was a simple case of being worn out.
Ive struggled with writing this installment and I now realize its because my memories of this day are cloudy. My senses had been numbed from all the stimulation that had been thrown at me the past few days, and I was experiencing our morning only partially plugged-in.
In the past four days, our schedule had been hectic and frantic. If the weather had been warmer, we would have been swimming and lounging by the pool in the afternoons, instead of going to the theme parks. But it hadnt been warm, and we had been on the move to fill the time.
It was time to take a break.
We would not stay at MGM long this day. We'd meet Buzz and Woody and have lunch and then we would take the afternoon off. The weather was promising to be warm enough to swim, and we were going to enjoy that new Old Key West slide, come hell or high water.
We stopped behind Als Toy Barn to meet Buzz and Woody. Boo was absolutely mesmerized by his hero. We had to keep calling his name to get him to look at us instead of at Buzz so that we could snap a picture. Woody held little interest for him and stood next to Boo without even the slightest acknowledgement from my son. I wondered about the man in the Woody costume. Was he frequently shoved aside for a better, newer Buzz just like the character in the movie? Did he feel left out?
We let Boo have his moment with Buzz and then decided it was time for Sis to join the picture, too. As I nudged her toward them, I whispered, Say hi to Woody, Sis! She didnt listen to me and ignored both Woody and Buzz and instead, studied her own hero: her brother. She wanted to do exactly what he was doing, so when she realized Boo was gazing up at Buzz, she did the same while stealing frequent glances back at her brother to see what to do next.
On our way out of the park, we grabbed a bite at Pizza Planet. Boo was excited to be eating at a restaurant modeled after the Pizza Planet in Toy Story. I ordered three individual pizzas, and we sat outside in the sunshine with our lunch. I thought the pizza was the worst pizza I ever had, and regretted that I had not walked over to Starring Rolls for a take-out Cobb Salad.
Dix was enjoying his dipped in Ranch dressing. Sis was munching away. Our little boy who had eaten so very little during the trip and is one of the pickiest eaters I have ever known, absolutely loved that pizza. I just couldnt bring myself to eat it, and wondered what was wrong with me.
Like I said, I think my senses were only partially awake that morning.
On our way out of the park, we stopped by a fountain for a picture. The kids had fun playing and being silly around the fountain, and we lingered there for a few minutes, enjoying the sunshine and leisure of the day.
Next Installment:
Part 12... I think I broke my elbow!
Previous Installment:
Part 10...A thief in the crowd...
See below picture for a list of all installments.
