Chapter 5: Money’s Too Tight For Steak.
I seem to be in the habit lately of posting chapters on my kids' birthdays. Today is Scotty's 10th birthday--or as we like to think of it, the 10th Anniversary of When Scotty Happened!
It was early afternoon on a beautiful December Saturday in the Magic Kingdom. We were there with thousands of our closest friends, and more arriving by the minute.
I’d known to expect crowds. There was no Mickey’s Very Merry Christmas Party scheduled that evening, so that fact combined with it being a Saturday meant the Magic Kingdom would be full of people. However, I felt like I needed to be in the MK today because I knew the tour would take 5 hours out of the day, so I needed to schedule around the party and make sure I could maximize the amount of hours we’d have there. We still had 3 Fastpass+ reservations to use, but…well, I’ll get to that. With the crowds, we needed to prioritize.
We had not yet had a Dole Whip on this trip. That needed to be fixed, pronto. So Aloha Isle was the first stop. Julie was so anxious she couldn’t even wait for the obligatory photo before diving in.
You know you're thinking it:
Our first FP+ reservation was for an afternoon ride on the Seven Dwarfs Mine Train, which we had not experienced yet. We had a little time to kill before then, so we looked for some other rides to check off the list. Pirates…wait time 40 minutes. Jingle Cruise…wait time 45 minutes.
We wandered up towards Liberty Square.
Haunted Mansion…wait time 40 minutes. Thank goodness we’d already done that one on the tour. Peter Pan…50 minutes. It’s A Small World…ok, I’ll be honest, I didn’t even look.
We could not find a single ride, even the lowlights, that didn’t have at least a 30-minute wait. At least it was a nice day.
Our other 2 FP+ reservations were not until the evening. I knew that Julie wanted to experience Big Thunder Mountain Railroad at night, so I’d made sure to make a reservation then. And since having an evening FP+ meant we wouldn’t be able to grab any more throughout the day, I’d gone ahead and made a reservation for the Wishes viewing area so I wouldn’t have to stake out a spot for over an hour.
It was here that we started to see the downside of the FP+ system. Yes, it’s convenient to know that you’ll definitely be getting on the headliners and won’t have to rush to get there. But the system has performed as Disney intended—it spread people throughout the parks to the other attractions. And so, on a crowded day, the FP+ system feels more like you’re being told, “Just pick the three rides you want to do today, and please spend the rest of the time in the gift shops.”
Part of that feeling stems from the fact that we’d grown accustomed to the paper FP system and had figured out how to maximize it to our advantage. Even on a more crowded day, we’d be able to get multiple rides on the headliners. Now, that advantage is basically gone. The best strategy is, of course, to get there at park opening, and I don’t think that will ever change. But this was definitely a different feeling for us—the feeling of attractions being unavailable without a long wait.
Without a doubt, the tour threw us off our normal park strategies. Without that, we would have hit many of the big rides in the morning. So I think in the future, we’ll arrive at park opening and reserve FP’s for the big rides in the afternoon.
We finished our Dole Whip floats and wandered a bit more until it was time for our ride on 7DMT. A look at the wait time revealed that the standby wait was 100 minutes, so we were very thankful for the FP+.
It still took about 10-15 minutes even in the FP line before we made it to the loading area. Such is the popularity of the ride. We got our safety bars in position and set off.
Heigh-ho,
Heigh-ho,
It's off to work we--wait, it's over already? Didn't we just get on?
Ok, that's an over-exaggeration. It’s a fun little ride. I’d look at it as a nice little warm-up ride. But it’s extremely short, and if I’d had to wait 100 minutes for that? I definitely would not have been happy.
Then again, I wouldn’t have been happy to wait 100 minutes for just about anything.
Once we’d finished, we walked around New(ish) Fantasyland. Hey, it was new to us, ok? And we enjoyed taking in the sights.
We wandered down to Tomorrowland, and still found that every ride had a wait longer than we were willing to bear. Even the Peoplemover line was backed up down the block. We ducked into a shop to get souvenirs for the kids. We had recently seen Tomorrowland, the movie, and thought Tomorrowland pins would be a cute gift for them. We took one more look around Tomorrowland and found that the Monsters Inc. Laugh Floor had a 20-minute wait. That was acceptable. So we got in line.
I like that show a lot. Probably because I’m a Dad, and therefore the humor is right in line with my own. This time, I actually got on screen, but it was just as something generic like “Just happy to be here” or something like that. Being “That Guy” remains on the Bucket List.
Once we left the show, we figured we’d killed enough time to start heading to our dinner destination. Along the way out, we ran into the tail end of the Parade That Everyone Patiently Sits Through Even Though They Just Want To See The Fire-Breathing Dragon Float. I tried to get a good shot of the dragon breathing flames, but somewhere along the way we’d hit the knob on the camera and changed the settings, so it was waiting to charge up the flash before firing and the timing was off. So, no cool photo for us. Yes, you can blame operator error. I know you’re just itching to do that.
We had to take advantage of another photo op on the way out.
After another wait (I really should have sprung for that Express Bus Pass), we were on our way to the Yacht Club.
Well, sort of. The entrance to the Yacht Club was under construction, so they dropped us off much closer to the Beach Club. Then we walked about 3 miles back to the Yacht Club. Then we walked to the restaurant, which was actually much of the way back towards the Beach Club. We were eating at the Yachtsman Steakhouse.
When we’d planned our meals, this was the one I’d basically forced onto the agenda. Yes, it’s very pricy, but we had those Disney Visa Rewards to cover it. And I knew we’d never, ever be able to afford to eat here with the whole family in tow. Julie was ambivalent—not that she doesn’t like steak, but she doesn’t go out of her way for it as a special meal. I, on the other hand, will go far, far out of my way for a good steak. Our dinner conversations usually remind me of something out of the Simpsons:
Marge: What do you want me to pick up for dinner tonight:
Homer: Steak.
Marge: Money’s too tight for steak.
Homer: Steak.
You can probably figure out which one is Julie and which one is me. Anyway, I figured this trip was basically my only chance to try the place out.
There was nobody in line and nobody in the restaurant, but they still made us go through the charade of signing in at the desk for our reservation and then giving us a pager to return when it was time to be seated. I guess that’s how you know you’re in a more pretentious restaurant. Anyway, we took about 22 seconds to go back out and sit on a bench before the pager went off. Well, look at that! I guess they found room for us.
We were seated by a window under the rotunda. It was a nice spot.
Our server was a nice older Hispanic man named Oscar, who was just wonderful company throughout the evening. He seemed pleased that we were willing to talk with him and took his time with us, sharing stories of his family. Just a great guy, and he made the evening very pleasant.
Julie went big and ordered the Kansas City ribeye, while I went with Oscar’s recommendation and got the NY strip steak. It came with potatoes au gratin as a side.
For dessert, we were going to abstain until Julie saw a “chocolate peanut butter pretzel cake” on the menu. Oscar brought out the plate and set it in front of Julie. He handed me a fork and an empty plate.
“She decides how much you get,” he announced. Thanks, Oscar. Tell me something I don’t already know.
Everything was absolutely delicious. The steak was really tender, and the potatoes were full of cheese and melted in my mouth. This wound up being my favorite meal of the trip. Julie, for her part, still preferred Boma. She’s weird.
After dinner, we wandered the Yacht and Beach Clubs a bit in order to see the Christmas decorations. The Yacht Club had a cool winter train set in the lobby.
While we were there, Julie tugged my arm. Just on the other side of the display stood Stephanie, our tour guide. I hadn’t recognized her in street clothes. She was hanging out with a couple of friends and showing them the decorations. We would have said hi if she’d made eye contact, but that didn’t happen so we just let her go without bothering her. She’d already spent 5 hours with me, so that was well above and beyond the call of duty. But it was nice to see a CM still enjoying Disney on her off-hours. I guess the magic hadn’t been ruined for her, either.
Not to be outdone, the Beach Club lobby featured a rotating gingerbread carousel.
That was an impressive piece of work. This is a little hard to read, but here are the ingredients:
After that tour, we hopped back onto a bus bound for the Magic Kingdom. The crowds had not dissipated in the least.
We had a little time to kill before riding Big Thunder Mountain, so we wandered over to Tomorrowland. The line for the Peoplemover was still stretching back to the stage area, but if you looked closely, you could see that they were stacking the line a bit. So we jumped in and only waited about fifteen minutes or so before climbing into a car.
It just so happened that the castle lighting ceremony took place while we were riding along.
The Peoplemover is classic Disney for me. I’ve loved it since I was a kid, and even though it’s doesn’t offer any thrills, there’s something about it that makes it a must-do for me. I think it’s a combination of factors—it was ahead of its time in terms of being powered through electromagnetism, it is a great place to rest your feet, and it’s also great for both people-watching and giving you a nice view of the park. The model of Walt’s EPCOT and the chance to see Space Mountain with the lights on always help, too.
After our ride around Tomorrowland, we set off for the opposite end of the park. Past the castle…
Past the Tangled Tinkle Spot. We paid our respects to Rapunzel here by…well, never mind.
Past the riverboat and Tom Sawyer’s Island.
And we finally ended up at Big Thunder Mountain Railroad. The posted wait time was 45 minutes, so once again we were happy to scan our wristbands, get the glowy-swirly light-up thingy to turn green, and bypass the wait.
During our last visit to the Magic Kingdom in 2012, Scotty still hated BTMRR. So when we had the chance to ride it at night, I wound up taking Sarah and David for a spin while Julie took one for the team and rode the Tomorrowland Speedway with Scotty at the wheel. To say she got the wrong end of that deal is to say the Phillies didn’t quite recoup their value when they traded Ryne Sandberg for Ivan DeJesus. Anyway, at long last, Julie finally got to ride Big Thunder Mountain at night.
She loved it! It really is great at night. As Julie put it, it feels a little more out-of-control at night. And it goes faster than 7 mph, so it does get the edge over the “Speedway” as a nighttime experience.
We walked back towards Fantasyland. Once again, it was hard to find any rides that didn’t have a long wait. But we finally stumbled onto the Little Mermaid ride in the back of New Fantasyland, with a 15-minute wait time posted. As it turned out, there wasn’t a soul in line. So we figured we might as well jump in and cross that one off the list.
We’d ridden the
Disneyland version in 2014, and I didn’t notice any difference between the two. It’s fine for a dark ride. Nothing terribly exciting, but it did its job.
After that, we decided to head for the Wishes viewing area. At the time, this was still available for FP+ reservations, and I did like the idea of not having to fight for a piece of pavement an hour before the show started. We scanned our bands and wandered in.
The viewing area had a nice view of the castle, and just about everyone was seated, so we just needed to find a piece of AstroTurf that was open and take our seats. I’d read that the CM’s would do a good job of keeping people seated so that everyone had a good view of the show.
At first, everything was fine. But with only 2 minutes or so until the show started, the late-comers started pouring in. And they just filled in wherever, and then remained standing. None of the CM’s made a move. A few kind souls tried to move their strollers out of the way when they saw they were blocking the view, but for the most part the late-comers claimed their spots at the expense of everyone else. We scooted around as best as we could to see the castle.
iPhone photos:
Regular camera photos:
Oddly enough I think the phone still does a better job with the fireworks photos. Good thing we spent all this money on the fancy camera and lenses.
The show was great, as usual. Except for the very end. Just when they built up to the grand finale, all of these bright flashes started going off in my eyes. And they weren’t part of the show. Just ahead to our right, some family was having a series of photos taken of themselves watching the fireworks. There was a Photopass photographer taking the shots, so I guess this must have been some package available to guests? I couldn’t imagine what would possess them to think it would be fine and dandy to fire a flash repeatedly into the eyes of everyone watching the show, but I wanted to take the lady’s camera and drop it from the highest turret on the castle. Hopefully their photos turned out with a family staring at the fireworks in awe while everyone in the background is either giving them a murderous stare or holding their hands up in front of their eyes in agony.
In any case, we liked the finale of Illuminations better.
We wandered without a destination after that, just soaking in the glow of Christmas lights.
We spent a good amount of time making sure the Emporium wouldn’t go out of business this year as we tried to buy our way back into our children’s hearts. I didn’t get a photo, but I’m pretty sure I saw smoke coming from the credit card reader as the CM swiped my card. There might have been a small yelp of pain as well. But I did get a new Mickey tie, so I have that going for me, which is nice.
Coming Up Next: Half-days in the Half-Day Parks!