Once the mystery and horror that is Mexico was seen and done, it was back to Norway because there is Maelstrom to ride. Unfortunately, we are in the same boat with foreigners. I mean the nerve not to speak English! LOLOLOL! Actually I couldnt figure out where they were from. They werent speaking Spanish, French, German, Italian, Chinese, Korean, Japanese, Canadian (hey, to us in the US of A you do speak a different language, I think Ill also lump people from Minnesota in here too). It wasnt Dutch or Norwegian or that African click language. It wasnt Klingon. I am at a loss. Why should I care? Well let me tell you. Because they talked the ENTIRE TIME, LOUDLY and since we couldnt understand them, we couldnt (a) benefit from their conversation or (b) tell them to shut up.
I mean on what planet is it OK to go on a ride with other people and talk so loudly that no one can enjoy themselves? Maybe they are from Seti Alpha V. Nope, couldnt be. Those people are suppose to have superior intellects.
OK, which geek out there gets that reference?
Onward and upward. I sprint from the ride to the bakery and load up. I get a schoolbread to go, some lefse, a veiled maiden and a glass of California wine. I have no idea what California wine is doing in Norway but Im going with it and expanding my waist by 2 at the same time.
Tink is making a wee wewe stop
. Again. No she is not pregnant. I am sitting with Grumpy, scarfing on my food and writing in my book. Grumpy wants to talk about my wine. Huh? My WINE? WHY? He wants to know about how they grew it. Ummm, on a vine
in the ground
. WHEN is Tink coming back?
Well it is the fairy to the rescue. Tink returns from the loo and leads us over to China. Now I have always said friends dont let friends eat in China and I still agree with this. However Tink & I DID go to the Lotus Blossom Café (where cold, greasy noodles go to die) and get Lotus Peach Ice Teas. They were good and counted as a drink. I know it didnt have booze in it but Plum Wine was too sweet and I am still babying my stomach.
While Tink shopped and Grumpy watched the cement dry, I checked out the Hong Kong
Disneyland exhibit. It was pretty cool. The hotels look amazing. Their flagship Deluxe looked like the hotel Del Coronado in San Diego with a very art deco flair, just gorgeous. There was also a layout of the park with the rides. The only ride omission of note was that there was no Haunted Mansion. I know in the other parks the Haunted Mansion is in a different land.
· Disneyland New Orleans Square
· Magic Kingdom Liberty Square
· Disneyland Paris Frontierland
· Tokyo Disneyland Fantasyland (because ghosts arent real. Obviously they have never been to my house. I know lots of dead people.)
I mentioned this to Grumpy and he said something very insightful. That in the Chinese culture (as evidenced by Mulan) they dont have the same understanding of ghosts as we do. Their ancestors are very much a part of their lives, in shrines, in ceremony and having a ride with wacky ghosts and Woooooooooooooooooo would just annoy them. Hong Kong also has a whole different world outlook as opposed to mainland China.
Who would have thought that Grumpy would be my window to the UN and international relations? However I wouldnt ever send him to negotiate peace in the Middle East. The whole conversation would start with Those dogs suck and go quickly downhill from there.
Note to self: Keep Grumpy away from any Middle East Peace Negotiations.
NEXT: Germany, Italy and the great Grumpy Blowup