12/12 Sun: Polynesian Parking Patrol Paralyses Paranoid Parent Pursuing Party Parking Place
This was our big MK day, with a Family Magic tour in the morning and
MVMCP in the evening. As we have the last couple years, we headed to MK for early entry at 8:00. DW complained why do we have to drag our butts over there so early if the tour isnt until 10:00? The idea was to get the boys tired enough that they would take a nap in between and so be able to stay up late for Mickeys Very Merry Christmas Party (MVMCP). Not until later in the day did DW tell me she had a cold.
So we left our room at 7:15 and drove to the Magic Kingdom parking lot, parked in the very first row, and walked to the monorail entrance. Last year we learned that early in the morning, when you enter the express monorail ramp, you still end up on the resort monorail! I suspect (but have never checked) that the ferry is not even running that early. So the monorail stopped at the Polynesian and Grand Floridian. Even still we were in line about five minutes before 8:00. They began letting people through the turnstiles almost immediately, four minutes early!
We went to Fantasyland first and immediately DW wanted a restroom. Actually I needed one too. So we headed to the restroom on the other side of Peter Pans Flight as we wanted to do that ride first. A CM tried to stop us as he thought we were trying to go to Frontierland, but let us by when I explained our destination. Even with the pit stop, there was no wait for Peter Pan, and only a short line at Winnie the Pooh when we got there. Small World was closed, and the boys dont seem to be interested in Dumbo or the Carousel anymore. (Actually Id like to ride the Carousel again some time!)
As we entered Tomorrowland at about 8:35, DS8 wanted to go on Space Mountain. I had planned to let DW go with him while I stayed with DS11 (who wont even do Barnstormer), but DW said she needs to take Dramamine and wait half an hour. (Why couldnt she have taken it before leaving?!) I thought about explaining how right now there will be a 10-minute wait, but half an hour from now it will likely be twice as long. But instead I just suggested that I go with him now, and she go with him tonight at MVMCP. She was not happy, but acquiesced.
I timed it and it was actually 11 minutes from entering the Space Mountain line until we got into our car, not bad considering it takes about five minutes just to walk that far! For the third time in a row we were in seats 5 and 6! DW and DS11 rode Buzz Lightyear while they were waiting for us.
The four of us then headed over to Stitchs Great Escape and this time had better luck a show was just about to begin! I got separated from the rest of the family because of numbskull guests who didnt move across the rows. The entrance was dark enough that you couldnt easily see where there were vacant seats. So the other three ended up at the end of one row and I had to go find a seat somewhere else. Once my eyes adjusted I could see there were plenty of empty seats in the theatre. The show is harmless but not very entertaining for adults; I liked Alien Encounter a little better. But DS8 is a big Stitch fan and he got a kick out of it, and DS11 enjoys anything that doesnt involve violent motion.
It was now about 9:10, and we were supposed to meet our Family Magic Tour on Main Street near the entrance at 9:45. This didnt really give an opportunity to do another attraction without risking being late for the tour; in particular Tomorrowland Speedway can be a death trap in that situation! So we slowly migrated over toward Main Street and arrived at the meeting point around 9:40. This was good as we needed a break with a two-hour (or longer) tour ahead of us.
The boys needed a snack as we had an early breakfast and wouldnt be eating lunch until 12:35. There was a popcorn cart conveniently located nearby, and that seemed perfect, so I went over to buy a box of popcorn. You could buy a box of popcorn for $2.50, or for $3.75 you could get a slightly larger souvenir plastic container with a lid. I thought about taking the popcorn on the tour with us, and decided the lidded container would be convenient for that. Besides, anything under $5.00 is completely inconsequential at Disney! So I took it back, and within five minutes the boys had eaten every crumb of popcorn! I ended up carrying the empty container through the entire tour, and we actually brought it home with us.
I wont completely spoil the tour for you, but Ill give a brief description. There were 18 people on our tour. Our guide was Adam and though not at all perky, he did an excellent job of getting all the children of different ages (3-16) involved. It involves a treasure hunt with an actual treasure map that leads you to nine different destinations throughout MK. At the end we got to meet Peter Pan and Wendy! We spent some quality time with them, taking photographs and telling stories. The funny thing was that Peter was the chatterbox and Wendy the quiet one, unlike in the movie. I think Wendy is my new favorite character!
Then Peter took us to Mickeys Philharmagic and got us in the VIP entrance to sit in the front row with him! This was very welcome as I wasnt sure how we were going to fit this attraction in. We got very nice certificates with our names on them. It was all over at 12:30, and we had a 12:35 lunch PS at the castle, right next door! It was true Disney magic, just like they had planned the tour to perfectly fit our plans!
During lunch it became clear that if we were to return for our 5:05 dinner PS at Liberty Tree Tavern, we wouldnt have much time left for a nap in between. We considered other options and ended up making a 5:20 PS at Kona Café at the Polynesian (and cancelled LTT). It actually allowed us to spend another 45 minutes in our room. When we got back to our room, we pulled out the sleeper couch for DS8 and myself, and DS11 and DW were to nap on the king bed. Last year this worked and everyone got a nap. This year DS8 never stopped squirming for the entire 90 minutes we were down, so I didnt get any sleep either. I dont think the others got any sleep either.
We left our room about 4:50 for dinner, again taking the car. DW said we should park at the Polynesian and leave the car there when we went to MVMCP. I told her this was a no-no and I wasnt going to do it, but in my mind I was waffling. We pulled up to the guard station and said we had a PS for Kona Café. The guard gave us a parking pass, and told us to drive away slowly as she was going to write down our license number! That made up my mind for me! I dropped off the others and headed back to Magic Kingdom parking. It wasnt until the next day that I looked at the parking pass and noticed it expired at 2100. Im sure they would have compacted our rental car if it was still in the Polynesian lot after that!
I was hoping to get a parking spot close either to the TTC or the Polynesian, but they were routing traffic way out in left field, and I ended up a spot that wasnt close to anything! I noted the row number I was in, but not the character for this section of the lot. It was twilight and Im not sure I could have seen it from my parking spot. It took about 3/4 mile of cross-country hiking to get back to the Polynesian so I was a little late. The others were seated already but I got there in time to order. Kona Café was a good choice; the food was excellent, and a trip to WDW is just not complete without visiting the Polynesian.
We arrived at the Christmas party about 6:45. The first thing we did was head for the family photo station in Adventureland. There was no line and we got that done quickly. We then continued into Adventureland, which was just about deserted, and rode Aladdins Magic Carpets with no line. To my surprise DW said we didnt have to see the first parade, we could wait for the second one; that was my thinking too but when I suggested it last year she insisted on seeing the first one.
It was a cool evening so we didnt even consider Splash Mountain. DW went on Big Thunder Mountain with DS8, and when they were finished I went with him; it was just about a walk-on. Afterward we went to the Country Bear Christmas Special. This was the first time the boys had seen the Country Bears, and the first time since 1992 for DW and I. With Food Rocks closed, the Bears have to carry the torch for animatronic musical reviews. Actually I liked Food Rocks better.
We headed up to Liberty Square, and grabbed some cookies and hot chocolate at Columbia Harbor House. It was cold enough that hot chocolate actually made sense. Then we did Haunted Mansion, also a walk-on. DW said she thought some things had been changed since last year. I dont think there were any changes, but its hard to be sure. There is so much detail in that ride that you notice different things each time.
We cut through Fantasyland and rode Snow White, which no one but myself had been on before. For a good reason: I had always steered them past it, knowing it was a pretty lame ride. We continued into Tomorrowland and rode Buzz Lightyear and the Blue Line (the people mover).
It was now about 8:45, so rather than try to do another ride, we walked toward the castle and staked out a spot along the fence for Wishes at 9:15. We managed to get a spot right underneath Tinkerbells flight! It was nice to watch the show with no one in front of us. But after the fireworks we realized we werent going to be able to stay any longer. Not only were the boys getting tired, but the backpack with their jackets had been left in the car, and it was getting too cold for them to stay without the jackets. We stopped on Main Street for DW to do a little shopping, then left the park about 10:00.
Our car was buried so deep in the parking lot that we had to take a tram back to it, which we seldom do. I knew we were in row 91, and so listened for that row. But at the last stop, our row still hadnt been called! I ran up to the driver and asked why row 91 hadnt been called. She said it was near this stop and pointed the way. But for some reason it wasnt in the range of rows she had announced. They seem to assume you remember both the character and the row number!
Leaving the parking lot, I drove quite a way before DW pointed out the headlights werent on! I had been struggling with the headlights on this Camry throughout the trip. It was a three-position switch on the turn signal arm. Both our cars at home have a two-position switch, and I just about had to dislocate my wrist to turn this switch far enough and hard enough to get to the third position, which turned the headlights on. The second position was auto, which for some reason did not turn the headlights on at nighttime. Nevertheless we made it back to Beach Club in one piece.