... would still smell like themselves.
Anyway.
Back in the hotel room after spending the day at the Magic Kingdom, we talked briefly about what time we'd want to head back for Mickey's Pirate and Princess Party. We agreed we didn't need to be there right at the start time but would like to get there by 8:00 so we could see Dream Along With Mickey. Which meant leaving the hotel at about 6:30 or 6:45 to allow for enough time to get from the TTC to the gates and then have enough time to stake out decent seats for the show.
I felt very adult-like as I realized, Nevi and Melneth having promptly commenced with napping, that if we all wanted showers before the party, there would be no nap for me.
Well, it's not like I hadn't gone without sleep before.
Fast forward to the TTC. We elected to take the ferry rather than the monorail since we thought it'd be picturesque and we had enough time for the more leisurely route. And it was picturesque. So of course we had our picture taken.
And I felt the need to take a picture of another ferry.
We got to MK proper at about 7:40 and headed for the Castle to wait for Dream Along With Mickey. And took the opportunity to have our picture taken in front of the Castle.
From there, we proceeded to wait. And amuse ourselves with taking pictures of Melneth and Dumbo. And continue to wait. Until the voiceover message at around 8:10 saying there had been a slight delay and the show would start shortly. We joked that Mickey had collapsed and needed CPR. Though we quieted that talk when we realized small children might overhear us.
We also debated the gender of the costumed characters; Nevi hoped that the male characters were truly played by males. "I wouldn't be surprised," I said, "if the smaller characters, like Mickey and Donald, are played by females. Have you
seen how skinny their legs are?"
"Peter Pan was male," Nevi said, and I agreed that yes, the Peter Pan CM was male. But I also noted that in the play, traditionally Peter is played by a female due to all the aerial work.
Yes, we do have these types of discussions.
Dream Along With Mickey started at about 8:20. And lasted for all of five minutes, the duration of the first song. Then another voiceover announced that "We are unable to continue this performance of Dream Along With Mickey, but we hope you'll join us for the 10:15 show. Thank you, and have a magical night."
So then we felt bad for joking about Mickey's health status, and truly hoped he (or she) was okay. But the parade was set to start at 8:30, so we booked it over to Frontierland so we could watch it from its starting point and then have plenty of time to catch attractions and find treasure (though our focus was on the attractions) before the fireworks and the second show of Dream Along With Mickey.
Aside from a certain pirate and the alligator, I just like seeing the progression from evening to true night in those photos. If I were an unpublished poet rather than an unpublished novelist, I might try to come up with some meaningful and lovely bit of verse to describe it. But I am not an unpublished poet, so I will not.
Please don't cheer too loudly.
The parade finished, we consulted our MPPP Times Guide to pick a few attractions. We realized that Country Bears wasn't open despite whatever faulty information we'd had before, but we shrugged it off and headed for Mickey's Philharmagic.
Closed. For repairs. Or something. We were told to check back later.
We moved on to Snow White's Scary Adventures, and since we were alone in our car thingummy, we felt no compunctions about shouting at Snow White "Don't do it!" when the evil queen, in the guise of an ugly old woman, offered the poisoned apple to Snow White. We also told the evil queen it wasn't too late to mend her ways, but alas, neither one listened to us.
But of course, everything ended well and Snow White survived her scary adventure.
Then we went on the Tea Cups because they were there and we could walk on. After doing our best to make each other vomit, we stumbled off to check again on Philharmagic.
Still closed.
So we rode Space Mountain again. I scream/laughed as usual, Melneth screamed, and Nevi remained silent. We rode Buzz again. I rose one rank above Space Cadet. We considered riding Pirates, and much as I enjoyed seeing the Jack Sparrow additions, I did not enjoy the soaking from the small drop. And it was dark. So we skipped it.
And rode on IASW again. Because Melneth wanted to.
No Stockholm Syndrome for me this time. Instead I resisted the urge to sing or to get out my camera. And instead noticed the three hideous gyrating dolls that look as if they are about to have parasitic creatures burst forth from their bowels a la
Alien. I
know it's supposed to be their hips swaying in a circle (but of course the human body cannot move in such a manner anyway) but the proportions are off, and instead it looks like-- well, I've written what it looks like. I forget what scene they're in, but Nevi was surprised I hadn't noticed them earlier.
I must have been too entranced with the hippo the first time round. And to remind me of what I found pleasant about IASW, here it is again.
Having done our friendly duty to Melneth by riding IASW again, we told her that was it. No more that evening, and no more on Wednesday if we decided to return to MK for our last morning. Melneth agreed.
We headed back to Adventureland, because I wanted an encounter with a certain pirate before the fireworks.
Up Next: An alien that
didn't expel itself from a wooden doll, a sword in a stone, more attempts at Philharmagic, fireworks, and Dream Along With Mickey.
And oh yes. A certain pirate.