Great update, Buzz!

Ouch!!!The chaos of the crowd surge to secure good seating was similar to what one might experience at a Who concert in the late 60s. I took an elbow to my rib cage and a knee to the groin. I was attempting to just get us into a row any row!
Canadians, eh. You'll certainly hear about that crack!The theater was at max capacity yet inconsiderate Canadians had decided to stop in the middle of the row forcing many Americans to squeeze past them to the seats beyond. This created a mass bottle neck that reverberated all the way back to the entrance of the theater from the waiting area.
Well, you weren't planning any other kids, were you?By the time I had found us three seats together (for four people mind you), I was limping and worried about my reproductive organs. LG had to sit on mommys lap as dads incapacitation would not allow it.
I can see why LtP would have issues with going back.Bruised and battered, we took our seats in the second row, on the very end, and tried to enjoy the show. The problem with viewing the show from this angle and distance is that the 3D effect simply doesnt work so everything is blurry and out of whack.
This always seems to happen to us as well. I think we have signs on or something.3 minutes later, a family of giraffe-people came and sat RIGHT in front of us.![]()
Worth the hassles!The entire show was spectacular. I cant tell you how fun it was to watch both children reaching for the 3D effects and laughing hysterically at Donalds antics. It was so neat to see MB get the humor. For me, its worth the price of admission.![]()
Glad we don't do that anymore.Its stroller chaos as everyone attempts to locate theirs, load children, then make for the next attraction. Lunch is closing in so the desperate crowd is not only frantic in their search, but hungry as well. I take a couple of direct hits to the shins and Achilles before ours is found, loaded, and exited safely towards Tomorrowland.









