JULY 10TH PART ONE: The Most Magical Place on Earth is Here
On this bright, sunny Florida morning, Katie, Mom and I got up early and went to the Magic Kingdom for rope drop. Dad stayed back to sleep. It was day five and he was pretty beat. Really, we all were. But I only
sort of felt like I needed a new pair of legs, so I figured I was OK to go.
A little boy wearing a giant plush Stitch hat was on our bus and it was the cutest thing ever. I wanted to cry and then buy a giant plush Stitch hat of my own just so Id have it for my kids to wear someday. Im really not much of a Stitch fan, but
oh my gosh it was adorable.
Not too long after we arrived, it was time for the Welcome Show!
ITS ALL PURE MAGIC WRAPPED UP IN PIXIE DUST WELCOME TO A PLACE WHERE DREAMS COME TRUUUUUUEEEE
Unfortunately for us, we werent thinking when we chose our spots and wound up staring right into the sun.
See? That giant white spot is the sun and its glare.
The good news is that the Welcome Show is just as enjoyable when viewed through partially-closed-thanks-to-the-sun eyes.
We counted down with Mickey and funneled into the park.
I, obviously, know its coming, but I still get such a thrill out of rounding the bend and seeing the Castle. Its the best. I dont get people who can just nonchalantly stroll down Main Street without feeling like their hearts are about to burst from all the happiness. If my life were a Dr. Seuss book, my heart would grow ten sizes every time. Take that, Grinch.
We were headed for Fantasyland, so through the Castle we went!
I didnt take pictures, but the Cinderella mural in there is gorgeous. If you havent seen it, youre missing out.
Before the line got ridiculous, we felt a trip to Neverland was in order.
The oh-god-were-hanging-from-the-ceiling aspect makes me feel kinda uneasy (yall know how I am), but its a wonderful little ride. Theres just something so special about cramming into a pirate ship with your loved ones and flying through the story without even having to think of Christmas, snow, and/or sleigh bells.
I guess mechanical stuff trumps pixie dust.
Look, its my shadow! How thematically appropriate!
Next, we made our way to Tomorrowland.
I had to take a picture of the Mad Tea Party topiaries along the way, of course.
But then it was Space Mountain time. Like Yeti time minus Yetis. Plus space.
The wait was only ten minutes, so we got right in line.
Space Mountain is one of my favorite rides. I love hiking through the queue. I love the music. I love trying (and failing) to gracefully board the rockets. I love the PEW PEW PEW sound the tunnel makes. I love posing for the picture. Most importantly, I love how it makes me scream and then laugh hysterically. And then scream and laugh hysterically again and again and again until the rides over. Its right around my limit thrill-ride-wise, but it's so much fun.
After Space, we took in a show at the Laugh Floor.
Seeing as Monsters Inc. and silly jokes are two of my most favorite things, I think my love for this show is self-explanatory.
For some reason, I find the monsters addressing us as humans to be the funniest thing.
Its accurate, but it just feels so weird.
Our show was great. Everyone was really into it which made it extra fun. Only a handful of people waving their arms and yelling AHHHHH when they say Hellooooooo Humans just isnt as effective.
Its been so long that I cant really remember specific details, but I do remember that Buddy Boil found a couple from Australia in the audience and was jokingly goaing the guy into proposing right then and there. It was really funny. Personally, I think a Laugh Floor proposal is a great idea, but they didnt seem to agree.
I hadnt eaten anything yet, so my next stop was the Main Street Bakery for some breakfast. I was a total disappointment and just got a bagel. Feel free to boo. Opting for a bagel when a cinnamon roll is an option is boo-worthy.
I ate the bagel while we walked. Mom and Katie were itching to get on Splash Mountain.
I dont remember how long we waited, but I dont think it was too bad.
As you can see, the Briar Patch was lookin a little faded.
But Im sure it was feeling alright. Probably thinkin bout making its move tonight.
You might remember that, earlier in the trip, I skipped a ride on Splash because the Looks like Brer Fox and Brer Bear are causin some kinda commotion downstream spiel was playing and Im terrified of getting stuck at the top of the hill.
Well, guess what happened just as we were about to begin the final hill climb!
It wasnt a full breakdown and we werent stopped for long, but still. OF COURSE.
The funny thing is, the hill climb is usually when I have my OH DEAR LORD WHY DO I DO THIS TO MYSELF? I HATE DROPS moment, but, once we started moving again, all I could think was PLEASE DONT STOP US AT THE TOP. PLEAAASE. FLING ME INTO THE BRIAR PATCH I DONT EVEN CARE.
I have never been so happy to go down that hill. And the instrumental version of Zip-A-Dee-Doo-Dah that plays at the base of the hill made me even happier.
We were backed up for a bit before the finale, so I took some pictures.
Aside from the staircase, it all looks so real!
While we were sitting there, Mom commented on how much she loves the theme.
I thought I was being a smart aleck by replying, What? That if you leave home, everything will be horrible and youll get thrown into a briar patch? but then I thought about it and that kind of
is the theme.
The Briar Patch is where you were born and the Briar Patch is where youre gonna stay.
I guess its supposed to represent being who you are and appreciating the life you have, but, taken literally, its a little hostage-y.
After Splash, we were ready to head out, so we took the train back to the front of the park.
I will never get over the loss of one particular part of the old narration.
If you listen carefully, you can even hear the spirit of Pocahontas singing to John Smith.
*BLARES COLORS OF THE WIND WITH FULL ORCHESTRA EVEN LOUDER THAN THE LISTEN CLOSELY SPIEL*
That was the best.