Dumbo In Wonderland
Earning My Ears
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Day 4 - June 17, 2014
PART TWO - HOLLYWOOD STUDIOS
I’ve been to Walt Disney World 11 times. I’ve seen it all: the good, the bad, and the ugly. And let me tell you: on June 17, 2014, it got ugly.
Let me just back up and set the scene for you: 1) I’m obsessed with Fantasmic. 2) Disney now offers a Fantasmic FP+, providing you a window to enter the amphitheater moments before the show begins, so that you don’t have to sit for hours before it starts in order to get a seat in the middle. 3) If you elect to use one of your 3 allotted daily FP+s on Fantasmic, you’re basically not going to get to use any additional FPs that day, since Fantasmic is way at the end of the day. You get your three, and that’s it. This is what we knew going in.
Anyway, so we entered the Hollywood Hills Amphitheater at 8:25, when our FP+ window to enter the theater began. They were hardly checking for FPs, because guess what? The FP was completely, 100% useless. We were actually shoved in with the standbys. We went from being VIPs, to being latecomers to the 9:00 showing of Fantasmic on a busy day at the park. Oh sure: we were guaranteed a seat. Yeah, over in the corner, which is the only place where there were any available seats left, with only 30 minutes until showtime.
Gloves off.
I’ve never really gotten pissed off at Walt Disney World before. Until that moment. (Okay, there was *one* other time, and it was during Mickey’s Not So Scary Halloween party when me and Ashley were almost trampled by about 100 Brazilian children, before the parade, when some brilliant cast member got the idea to throw out a bunch of candy onto the street). This was nothing like it though. This felt like deliberate trickery. This felt like villainy. This felt like something not even Sorcerer Mickey himself could defeat.
So we went and talked to one of the cast members and explained the situation. She pretty much understood our complaint. Hmmm… I guess we weren’t the first people to point out the fault in the Fantasmic Fastpass? She told us to go to Guest Relations and see what they could do, and also to come back to the 10:30 showing and we’d probably get good seats, no problem. Yeah we know that! We aren’t stupid! We know the 10:30 show is usually empty!
So we stormed down to Guest Relations, and the cast member there listened to our story, and gave us the same line that he probably has to give to everybody else, about how the FP+ for Fantasmic doesn’t assure you’ll get a *good* seat, just that you won’t be *standing.* That solved pretty much nothing. By this point, I was so upset; not because we wouldn’t be seeing the 9:00 showing of Fantasmic, but that their system was flawed. I hold Disney to a much higher standard, and to see them so foolishly try and instill a FastPass for the attraction I’m obsessed with and have it go wrong… that’s just EVIL.
As compensation, because we’d wasted a days worth of FastPasses, he gave us a magic Fastpass that we could use immediately, for any attraction. I guess that’s fair, but that didn’t repair the damage. We were still angry.
So we took our magic Fastpass over to Toy Story Midway Mania, of course:
Here we are looking angry in the line to Toy Story: (Mrs. Potato Head packed an extra pair of “angry eyes” for us today, thankfully)...
Ashley beat me at Toy Story Midway Mania, although it was pretty close:
Neither of our minds were on the ride though. We were both still ticked off about the Fantasmic mess.
By the time that was over, we still had a little bit of time to kill before the 10:30 showing of Fantasmic. We did manage to have some Photopass pictures taken of us, trying to look happy, on Hollywood and Sunset Blvds:
Ashley also found her favorite Disney character, multiplied, in the Villains store on Sunset Blvd:
When the late showing of Fantasmic came on, we did manage to get seats in the middle, no problem, because of course hardly anybody was there for the second showing...
Mickey was at the top of the mountain at the end. It all ended up okay. But STILL… Grrr… We didn’t even take any pictures of it… we were just peeved by this point.
Not too happy on our drive home to Art of Animation that night. But we'd have to cheer up quickly because the next day was our 8th wedding anniversary! And what better place to spend a magical day than at Magic Kingdom, right?
To be continued...
PART TWO - HOLLYWOOD STUDIOS
I’ve been to Walt Disney World 11 times. I’ve seen it all: the good, the bad, and the ugly. And let me tell you: on June 17, 2014, it got ugly.
Let me just back up and set the scene for you: 1) I’m obsessed with Fantasmic. 2) Disney now offers a Fantasmic FP+, providing you a window to enter the amphitheater moments before the show begins, so that you don’t have to sit for hours before it starts in order to get a seat in the middle. 3) If you elect to use one of your 3 allotted daily FP+s on Fantasmic, you’re basically not going to get to use any additional FPs that day, since Fantasmic is way at the end of the day. You get your three, and that’s it. This is what we knew going in.
Anyway, so we entered the Hollywood Hills Amphitheater at 8:25, when our FP+ window to enter the theater began. They were hardly checking for FPs, because guess what? The FP was completely, 100% useless. We were actually shoved in with the standbys. We went from being VIPs, to being latecomers to the 9:00 showing of Fantasmic on a busy day at the park. Oh sure: we were guaranteed a seat. Yeah, over in the corner, which is the only place where there were any available seats left, with only 30 minutes until showtime.
Gloves off.
I’ve never really gotten pissed off at Walt Disney World before. Until that moment. (Okay, there was *one* other time, and it was during Mickey’s Not So Scary Halloween party when me and Ashley were almost trampled by about 100 Brazilian children, before the parade, when some brilliant cast member got the idea to throw out a bunch of candy onto the street). This was nothing like it though. This felt like deliberate trickery. This felt like villainy. This felt like something not even Sorcerer Mickey himself could defeat.
So we went and talked to one of the cast members and explained the situation. She pretty much understood our complaint. Hmmm… I guess we weren’t the first people to point out the fault in the Fantasmic Fastpass? She told us to go to Guest Relations and see what they could do, and also to come back to the 10:30 showing and we’d probably get good seats, no problem. Yeah we know that! We aren’t stupid! We know the 10:30 show is usually empty!
So we stormed down to Guest Relations, and the cast member there listened to our story, and gave us the same line that he probably has to give to everybody else, about how the FP+ for Fantasmic doesn’t assure you’ll get a *good* seat, just that you won’t be *standing.* That solved pretty much nothing. By this point, I was so upset; not because we wouldn’t be seeing the 9:00 showing of Fantasmic, but that their system was flawed. I hold Disney to a much higher standard, and to see them so foolishly try and instill a FastPass for the attraction I’m obsessed with and have it go wrong… that’s just EVIL.
As compensation, because we’d wasted a days worth of FastPasses, he gave us a magic Fastpass that we could use immediately, for any attraction. I guess that’s fair, but that didn’t repair the damage. We were still angry.
So we took our magic Fastpass over to Toy Story Midway Mania, of course:

Here we are looking angry in the line to Toy Story: (Mrs. Potato Head packed an extra pair of “angry eyes” for us today, thankfully)...

Ashley beat me at Toy Story Midway Mania, although it was pretty close:

Neither of our minds were on the ride though. We were both still ticked off about the Fantasmic mess.
By the time that was over, we still had a little bit of time to kill before the 10:30 showing of Fantasmic. We did manage to have some Photopass pictures taken of us, trying to look happy, on Hollywood and Sunset Blvds:


Ashley also found her favorite Disney character, multiplied, in the Villains store on Sunset Blvd:



When the late showing of Fantasmic came on, we did manage to get seats in the middle, no problem, because of course hardly anybody was there for the second showing...
Mickey was at the top of the mountain at the end. It all ended up okay. But STILL… Grrr… We didn’t even take any pictures of it… we were just peeved by this point.
Not too happy on our drive home to Art of Animation that night. But we'd have to cheer up quickly because the next day was our 8th wedding anniversary! And what better place to spend a magical day than at Magic Kingdom, right?
To be continued...