Part 21: Mickey's Not So Scary Halloween Party!
(Still) Tuesday October 31st, 2006
I think even the most obsessive Disney planner makes mistakes and, no doubt as punishment for my earlier sarcasm towards DH about the BOAT to MK

(yes I did actually roll them just there in real life

) I made the mistake of deciding to get a taxi(van) to MK in order to save time. Oh no! May God have mercy on our sorry souls.
It was simple really - we were quickly coming up to 7pm, I knew the closer it got, the worse the crowds would be. So what's quicker than a bus? A taxi? Er, not in this case (and I should have known). We hurried downstairs to the taxi area and were relieved to see that nobody else was hanging around waiting for a cab. Now up to this point there was always a constant stream of taxis coming and going outside The Boardwalk. So we waited... nothing. Waited some more... nothing. Ten minutes or so went by. We were painfully aware that the bus would probably be there soon (we could see the bus stop from the taxi area) so having decided that taxis were not to be had we ran to the bus stop. A bus came along but it was for Epcot. Then Wayne spotted a taxivan back at the rank so we ran en-masse to get it but someone else got to it first.

So, with no more taxivans in sight, we ran back to the bus stop again cause we could see another bus coming. But that bus was for MGM and then, guess what? I swear I'm not making this up. DH spotted another taxivan at the taxi rank so we ran en masse again back to get that. Now remember we're running as two stressed parents, Alice Cooper, a hippie and a mini Alice in Wonderland. I swear I had to stop half way to cross my legs cause I thought I would wet myself from laughing at us running back and forth with not a shred of dignity in sight.

So we got to the taxivan, were just about to hop in, saw the MK bus pull up below

- noticed there wasn't that much of a line (I thought it would be mobbed) but went ahead with the taxi anyway as we were halfway in.
Wayne was mortified and really agitated at this point - "it was so embarrassing running back and forth like that." But that just started me laughing even more. I could practically see into his brain as he calculated how many more years he had left until he could legally leave home and get a life with some dignity.
So at about, I dunno, 6.50ish, we're on the road and heading to MK. Or not (as all you experts already know). The driver pulls into a place with taxis, buses and cars all around - I wasn't really looking all that much. I just heard DH say "this isn't Magic Kingdom" and then it hit me - it's the Ticket & Transportation Center. Nooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!! We're late enough already! Then I heard DH say to the driver "excuse me but we asked for Magic Kingdom, this is unacceptable". Oh God no! Nooooooo!!!!! You see, DH is great at asserting himself (even when he's totally wrong,

). The driver explained that he is not allowed to pull up outside the entrance to MK and this is where all taxis to MK must go. Before DH threatened to have him struck off I said "he's right, this is the TTC, this is where we have to get off and get the monorail". So much for my planning and research eh? But don't ya ever just get sick of being the only one who knows these things? I mean, one mistake and there's no-one to take up the flack??!! **Sigh** Yeah, yeah, I was wrong, okay, I admit it!
So we disembark, 15 dollars lighter, feeling like idiots, and we run to get the monorail knowing that most likely the bus from the Boardwalk is probably right now leaving people off right at the MK entrance - all 15 dollars richer than us!
At the risk of losing you good readers, I must confess I am not a fan of the monorail. I don't get the big deal about it. I don't see why people pay hundreds of dollars more to stay in a monorail resort.

But each to his own and all that. It always seems to be packed and I don't like the atmosphere in the stations. It stops and starts a lot and you need to go up and down the platform to get at it. Isn't the bus just as convenient? [Though I will concede that later in our trip we did have a very pleasant monorail experience where we got to ride upfront and I did enjoy that very much].
So we ran up the platform, determined to get on the next monorail and did manage to get 4 square inches of space between us all to stand in. I know people say it's great cause you don't have to fold up the stroller but honestly I couldn't leave it unfolded and crush everyone around us - it was just too packed. [I'll concede once more that if you're a solo adult travelling alone with a toddler or two then I could see why not needing to fold a stroller would be a God send.

]
Finally we reach MK - I said in my last chapter that we were in line at 7 - in fact I think it was more like 7.15 or so. Even though we weren't planning on doing many rides, I guess I was disappointed that we were somehow missing out on the party. Those
MNSSHP tickets are very expensive and you just don't want to miss anything. But, I wasn't too stressed, not anymore. After all, the parade and fireworks were much later and all the shows and Halloweeny extras were gonna be repeated a few times in the evening. Mostly it was the dread of the queues at the turnstiles that worried me. So finally, we're in line but it moved quite fast - we got our wristbands and trick or treat bags and off we go.
Once we got past the turnstiles, despite *knowing* that MK would be packed on Halloween, the sheer volume of people all around us kinda threw us a bit.

Bear in mind, up to this point in our trip, we had to deal with practically no crowds at all - we'd had it so easy all week.
But forget crowds, forget being late, because as soon as we stepped onto Main Street I was absolutely in awe of the incredible, amazing, beautiful lighting. We all stared in wonder at the colours, reflections and shadows all down both sides of Main Street. This is when no amount of planning or scouring the net obsessively looking for MNSSHP pics (you *all* do that don't you?

) prepares you for the real thing! I don't know how they did it but those orange, green, blue, brown hues and shadows all over Main Street just blew me away. We were in this same park just a few hours before that and I swear it looked totally different. It's magic!
Here's a very poor quality pic (all the pics in this chapter are poor quality cause I hadn't sussed how to do proper night shots on my camera) but you might get an idea of the beautiful colours......
And here are the boys - note Garth practicing his 'peace' sign....
Alice had been fed earlier but the rest of us hadn't eaten since just after noon at Tony's. But we decided to ignore our hunger pangs and get stuck into the party atmosphere.

Yeah, that policy lasted as far as Main Street Bakery (i.e. 2 minutes) when I caved and said "let's eat". I knew that all the CS places would be packed so we agreed to just get what we could here. Pickings were slim so we used our snack credits to get some drinks, cakes and Lays (love those) and decided to get something hot later.
Some drama or other unfolded at the Bakery. What was it? Oh yes, I remember. My room key wouldn't scan. This happened a few times actually but, interestingly, despite my penchant for meandering on and on with paragraphs full of trivial minutae I appear to have failed to mention it up to now.

So anyway I gave the CM Dh's key and that wouldn't scan either. He asked if we wanted to pay cash.

Um, no, cause that would be the equivalent of paying twice, thank you very much. (Who in their right mind would want to do that?) We gave him Garth's key and that did the trick. He seemed somewhat amused that we didn't want to part with cash instead of trying a third card. Still don't get that but anyway, snacks in hand, we moved on and made our way to Liberty Square passing the beautiful castle on our way....
To be continued soon......... thanks so much for reading!!