Tinkerbell Teen
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Hello ya'll. This is Tinkerbell Teen, attempting to write a trip report. It will not be as good as something like MEL HAPPYHAUNT!!!!!!!!!!!*worships*, but hey, I am attempting. I hope to death someone ACTUALLY reads this. By the way, comment on my sense of humour and tell me if it is good enough.
Here goes nothing.
Tinkerbell Teens Pretrip.
Hi. Tinkerbell Teen Here, and this is my first trip report. My mom is Plutopuppy, and she was a good plutopuppy on the trip, so we didnt leave her behind. Bwah. Also, this report will not be all that funny. Sorry in advance. But, however, maybe it will be funny. Whatever. So on with the- Oh yeah- I guess we need a name first. How about The Tink Travellers Hit Disney! The report has a title. It has a plot (duh.). It just needs a cast!
The Tink Travellers-
Me(12):Tinkerbell Teen, Shannon, a Disney Freak in Training. I will be your Ghost Host for the trip. I love Stitch and Mickey, and cant wait for the next trip! The face characters are nice enough, but some of them freak me out. Like Aurora.
Mom: Plutopuppy, Mom, Mommy, My fathers wife. She is the Disney Freak that is training me. Loves chip and dale.
Dad: Dad. Dad. He is just DAD! Not a Disney Freak. We practically had to tie him up to get him there, but once there it wasnt so bad. Like, how could it ever be BAD?
Tink Teens Trip- Part One- Cool Red Trams, Exploding Guysers and Mickey Gloves!
We get up really early to head for Airportland. I pack up my carry-on and race out to the car. Do I have everything? Stuffed cat? Backpack? Mp3 player? Yup, everything is here. As we drive to the airport, I start singing. And do you know how you sing when wearing head-phones? You sing really bad. My mom told me so. After all of the boring checking stuff, we get on the plane. To DETROIT! Why are the Tink Travellers going to Detroit? Because they couldnt get a direct flight to Orlando. This is the part where you laugh. Or not. After we get to Detroit, we have to wait. A lot. My mom says to me "Wait till we get to Disney." Great. So we pass the time by going on the RED TRAM!!! The red tram is fun. It was like the monorail. You know, it was like a practice monorail, so you can learn to ride the monorail so you don't like fall off of it till certain doom. Except there was no talking Stitch on it. Bah, humbugs. Anyway, now its time to go to Orlando. Fun Fun time!
The plane ride went normally, thank goodness.
Now we are in Orlando. Past Mickey Gloves guys and into the Wilderness Lodge line. Its long. Not really, but it felt like an eternity to a 12 year old. Yet, everything feels like an eternity to a 12 year old. I start lip synching to the songs. You cant hear lip synching people. Its cool. Now, we get onto the bus (go magical express! We love it!) and we are asked to raise our hands when they say the name of our hotel. I refrain from screaming Yeah Baby! When they say Wilderness Lodge. I just raise my hand. Calmly, all civilized, ya know? After driving for 1,000,000,000,000 years, we get to the WL. YAY!!!! After seeing the room, we go out to see the guyser. It was big, huge, and veeeeeeeery explosive. Beware.
Then, we headed back to the Whispering Canyon Café. I think I will never forgive my mother for making this ADR. There is one thing I should warn you of. The Tink Travellers are not loud. We do not beg attention. We do not scream Keeeeetchuuuup!!!. We do not ride wooden ponies. We do not sing. We have no DESIRE TO DO ANY OF THE ABOVE! At least, not in public. Now at home with me and Mom, thats just another story. So imagine my fear, worry and ANGER when I saw this place. We just avoided the attention. I think we did a good job. Then, some excited, tired, and happy Tink Travellers went to bed.
That is all for day one, since Im being yelled at to retreat upstairs to work (Bah, Humbug.). See yall later.
Coming up next- My dad goes on Winnie the Pooh- and lives. Read. Now.
Here goes nothing.
Tinkerbell Teens Pretrip.
Hi. Tinkerbell Teen Here, and this is my first trip report. My mom is Plutopuppy, and she was a good plutopuppy on the trip, so we didnt leave her behind. Bwah. Also, this report will not be all that funny. Sorry in advance. But, however, maybe it will be funny. Whatever. So on with the- Oh yeah- I guess we need a name first. How about The Tink Travellers Hit Disney! The report has a title. It has a plot (duh.). It just needs a cast!
The Tink Travellers-
Me(12):Tinkerbell Teen, Shannon, a Disney Freak in Training. I will be your Ghost Host for the trip. I love Stitch and Mickey, and cant wait for the next trip! The face characters are nice enough, but some of them freak me out. Like Aurora.
Mom: Plutopuppy, Mom, Mommy, My fathers wife. She is the Disney Freak that is training me. Loves chip and dale.
Dad: Dad. Dad. He is just DAD! Not a Disney Freak. We practically had to tie him up to get him there, but once there it wasnt so bad. Like, how could it ever be BAD?
Tink Teens Trip- Part One- Cool Red Trams, Exploding Guysers and Mickey Gloves!
We get up really early to head for Airportland. I pack up my carry-on and race out to the car. Do I have everything? Stuffed cat? Backpack? Mp3 player? Yup, everything is here. As we drive to the airport, I start singing. And do you know how you sing when wearing head-phones? You sing really bad. My mom told me so. After all of the boring checking stuff, we get on the plane. To DETROIT! Why are the Tink Travellers going to Detroit? Because they couldnt get a direct flight to Orlando. This is the part where you laugh. Or not. After we get to Detroit, we have to wait. A lot. My mom says to me "Wait till we get to Disney." Great. So we pass the time by going on the RED TRAM!!! The red tram is fun. It was like the monorail. You know, it was like a practice monorail, so you can learn to ride the monorail so you don't like fall off of it till certain doom. Except there was no talking Stitch on it. Bah, humbugs. Anyway, now its time to go to Orlando. Fun Fun time!
The plane ride went normally, thank goodness.
Now we are in Orlando. Past Mickey Gloves guys and into the Wilderness Lodge line. Its long. Not really, but it felt like an eternity to a 12 year old. Yet, everything feels like an eternity to a 12 year old. I start lip synching to the songs. You cant hear lip synching people. Its cool. Now, we get onto the bus (go magical express! We love it!) and we are asked to raise our hands when they say the name of our hotel. I refrain from screaming Yeah Baby! When they say Wilderness Lodge. I just raise my hand. Calmly, all civilized, ya know? After driving for 1,000,000,000,000 years, we get to the WL. YAY!!!! After seeing the room, we go out to see the guyser. It was big, huge, and veeeeeeeery explosive. Beware.
Then, we headed back to the Whispering Canyon Café. I think I will never forgive my mother for making this ADR. There is one thing I should warn you of. The Tink Travellers are not loud. We do not beg attention. We do not scream Keeeeetchuuuup!!!. We do not ride wooden ponies. We do not sing. We have no DESIRE TO DO ANY OF THE ABOVE! At least, not in public. Now at home with me and Mom, thats just another story. So imagine my fear, worry and ANGER when I saw this place. We just avoided the attention. I think we did a good job. Then, some excited, tired, and happy Tink Travellers went to bed.
That is all for day one, since Im being yelled at to retreat upstairs to work (Bah, Humbug.). See yall later.
Coming up next- My dad goes on Winnie the Pooh- and lives. Read. Now.