I LOVE theme parks. And Disney Orlando is the cream of the theme park crop. The last time I was there, I was knee-high to a grasshopper and Epcot was just a sparkle in Uncle Walt's eye. So I begged my dear friends Moses and Lucie to let me tag along on their family vacation last week. I joined up with them for 4 of their 10-days and had a magical time. Here is the complete entourage: Felix, Dean (with the stormtrooper mickey shirt), Lucie, Milo, Me, and Harriet a.k.a. Nana who organized the trip and was an awesome fairy grandmother.
Nana arranged for us to have lunch *inside* Cinderella's castle, where we got to meet all the princesses and get our pics taken with Cindy. That was the day we arrived at the Magic Kingdom when it opened, stayed until just after lunch, went home for a nap, and then went back to the Kingdom until midnight! We actually ran the kids into the ground - but they were so good about it, and ready for more the next day.
TS Elliot wrote: "We shall not cease from exploration. And the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time." Turns out he was right. Lucie and I stumbled on San Francisco right smack dab in the middle of Disney Hollywood and it was not like we remembered it. It was more one-dimensional and all the restaurants served bite-sized corn dogs.
The Rockin' Roller Coaster starring Aerosmith showcased the true craft of the Disney Imagineers. This was not *just* a roller coaster that twisted and turned and went fast. This was a rock and roll experience. We began by meeting up with the band in the sound room, but wait, they are late for an event across town. And crazy as they are, they decide to bring us all along. So we get in a limo and speed through the city streets, narrowly missing all sorts of obstacles. And for a minute, as you're screaming your head off, you believe in the lie. You even hope you'll get Steven Tyler's autograph at the end of the ride. But alas, the dream fades fast when you come to a complete stop, the usher from Yugoslavia barks at you to exit the "limo," and you're dumped into a store selling rock and roll memorabilia. Ahhh Disney. When you say "Walk this way" - who can refuse?
I LOVE theme parks. And Disney Orlando is the cream of the theme park crop. The last time I was there, I was knee-high to a grasshopper and Epcot was just a sparkle in Uncle Walt's eye. So I begged my dear friends Moses and Lucie to let me tag along on their family vacation last week. I joined up with them for 4 of their 10-days and had a magical time. Here is the complete entourage: Felix, Dean (with the stormtrooper mickey shirt), Lucie, Milo, Me, and Harriet a.k.a. Nana who organized the trip and was an awesome fairy grandmother.
Nana arranged for us to have lunch *inside* Cinderella's castle, where we got to meet all the princesses and get our pics taken with Cindy. That was the day we arrived at the Magic Kingdom when it opened, stayed until just after lunch, went home for a nap, and then went back to the Kingdom until midnight! We actually ran the kids into the ground - but they were so good about it, and ready for more the next day.
TS Elliot wrote: "We shall not cease from exploration. And the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time." Turns out he was right. Lucie and I stumbled on San Francisco right smack dab in the middle of Disney Hollywood and it was not like we remembered it. It was more one-dimensional and all the restaurants served bite-sized corn dogs.
The Rockin' Roller Coaster starring Aerosmith showcased the true craft of the Disney Imagineers. This was not *just* a roller coaster that twisted and turned and went fast. This was a rock and roll experience. We began by meeting up with the band in the sound room, but wait, they are late for an event across town. And crazy as they are, they decide to bring us all along. So we get in a limo and speed through the city streets, narrowly missing all sorts of obstacles. And for a minute, as you're screaming your head off, you believe in the lie. You even hope you'll get Steven Tyler's autograph at the end of the ride. But alas, the dream fades fast when you come to a complete stop, the usher from Yugoslavia barks at you to exit the "limo," and you're dumped into a store selling rock and roll memorabilia. Ahhh Disney. When you say "Walk this way" - who can refuse?
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