Part 10, Day 5
Too much food + too much lemon drop= food coma hangover for Jamal on Day 5. Monday mornings are supposed to be rough, but I didnt even want to wake for Mickey and Stitch! Even after too much rich food, I had managed to analyze our MGM touring plan until my eyes crossed. So imagine my surprise when DH, Shrek, the ogre with a deeeep down heart, announces he has a better idea for the day. He is all about riding RnRC as many times as HE possibly can and that is how he has orchestrated the day: ride it, FP it, FP it again, maybe stand in line again. Oh, did you travel here with seven other individuals? Just wondering. Because you sound like you need some pixie dust and your brain screwed back into your skull. Are you the trip planner? Did you say make the plan and I will follow it? Have you thanked me over and over for making the plan? He must be possessed which does not work well with my food coma hangover.
We meet the Gatelatches and bus to MGM. While we are in line to enter, I whine about my food coma hangover. When I have a moment, I confess something to the CookMaster: I am full of hate and sin today. I am so angry at Shrek. She finds this all hysterical, which is one of the reasons I love her. She makes makes laugh at myself.
I felt too puny to ride RnRC so I took charge of E. Hes such a good sport. He and I made a plan to do StarTours--Star Wars to himas soon as the others rode RnRC once and FPed ToT
WHICH WAS THE PLAN in case I havent mentioned it. We returned to our designated meet spot to find they had ridden twice and were NOW ready to ride ToT. E doesnt ride that either. Neither does GS9. When the Gatelatches were at Disney 2 years ago, GS9 rode it. In the dump shop he announced: I do never want to ride Tower of Terror again!! And he hasnt. And he wont. Ever, I bet.
Not me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I
love the Tower! Love it!!! Love it!! DH, A and I rode it on his first trip when he was five and have loved it ever since. So, thanks to Shrek, we had a pleasant 41-minute wait for our doomed elevator ride. I have never waited that long at a Disney attraction. I plan otherwise. I plan. So hate and sin continued to fester in my heart for awhile that day. Then DH truly apologized for his RnRC selfishness and returned me to my rightful place as the trip planner. Then I could love him again, and like him, too.
We made our way to Star Tours (long wait! FPed! Should have done it earlier BUT were occupied in 41-minute Tower line!!) and decided to kill our 30 mins with a FP rather than in a 30 minute line. We noticed the signs for the Jedi Training Academy but didnt intend to plan the day around it. Suddenly, a Jedi trainer and his posse appeared on stage by Star Tours! They picked my little Golden Sunshine, my Buff Star Wars fan, to participate with 15 other children. Kind Cledus filmed the whole thing for us! The students were given brown Jedi robes and light sabers (known as light savers around this house).
A sexy-voiced British trainer spent about ten minutes teaching the kids a series of moves
then
Darth Vader appeared!!!!!!!!! Each child was given a chance to take the HUGE Darth down through a series of instructions from SBJT (Sexy British Jedi Trainer). He might say: left leg! right shoulder! around to the head! The child always listened. Except my E. He went straight for Darths family jewels and defeated him in one light saber swish!
Ouch. The crowd loved it. It was a huge surprise and yet another example of the magic and pixie dust that permeated our adventure. All eight of us agreed it was a highlight of the trip to see E defeat Darth with us as the audience. Hell never forget it. In fact, that sweet boys first comment was: I wish M (best friend next door) could have done that. He would have loved it. He meant it, too. The CookMaster and I just liked the SBJT, who was better looking than this:
It was time for our ADR at PrimeTime. Good thing, too, as we were STARVING! You know, that
DDP just doesnt feed you enough. So with vows of not-overeating and pledges to refuse dessert, we entered PrimeTime. We had a great experience there last year with Auntie Claire as our server. She made it a hoot for everyone. This year, the kids were at a separate table. Aunt Patty doted on them, giving them nicknames: Skippy, Sparky,
Scooter, and Junior. She took them to the living room to show them a hidden Mickey. She called my E her precious little muffin and kept saying he could have all the chocolate milkshake he wanted. She fed him fries from a fork. Our table had Uncle I-Cant-Remember-His-Name. Nice enough fella, but pretty bland. We were glad the kids had the fun server. Oh, I ate too much again. Dessert and all
We went to the other side of the park for awhile to catch Muppets 3D. That attraction is such a classic. The jokes are corny, but sooo clever. Jim Henson created a timeless comedy schtick. We always enjoy it.
OK. I admit it. I fell asleep. Dont put me in a cool dark place after a big meal and expect me to stay awake. Cant do it. Remember Spaceship Earth? I told you; I can sleep anywhere! I loved the part I saw, though, and did enjoy the nap.
Ring!!!!!!!!
The CookMasters cell phone summons us again! Its time for the Beauty and the Beast show! A cast member will meet us at the entrance (NOT exit) and escort us to our front row seats. Oh, its almost embarrassing. Almost, but its also too much fun!!!!!!!
We were, indeed, on the second row, center stage for the Beauty and the Beast show. I wanted to sing along! Again, the costumes are simply amazing. Even more amazing, though, is the passion and energy you detect in every characters performance. It was absolutely lovely. After the show, we waited for a cast member who was going to take us for a meet-and-greet...yes, again. A man was cleaning up the theater and he asked how we liked the show. We said Bravo! Wonderful! He said, Yes, I know. Our performers do a remarkable job. Ive been here for eight years and I still choke up during almost every performance! He loves what he does and feels privileged to be in the audience making every guest comfortable. Isnt that a great story?
When we went backstage the cast was there to meet (and, well, greet) us. Cledus had said he would not participate this time as he did not have one more gleep in him. The CookMaster told him he had no choice, so of course he joined us. Here's a closeup of Prince Vincent:
The cast (including the CookMasters friend, whos in the show) were wonderful!! They said how much they LOVE their jobs and how it was a pleasure to do these things for us. We took many more photos and video and ogled their costumes.
Then they surprised the boys with their one true wish: Hades autograph!! Hades doesnt come out for autographs, but the cast member was able to secure four autographs for our boys
. They are still talking about it!
Before we left the magical scene, the friend gave the CookMaster
12 fastpasses for RnRC AND ToT . They didnt expire until the end of the week! To say we were bouncing out of that theater 30 minutes later is an understatement!
Much more tomorrow! Thank you for reading our little tale!
Jamal