When you
enter Magic Kingdom, you go first down Main Street USA, a series of shops
that looks like 19th Century America. All the details were beautifully
wrought, which was just a hint of what was to come.
Inside the
gate, we stopped at the Kodak store and museum, where they sold photographic
supplies and also had some displays on photographic history as well as
some cutouts that allowed you to pose in some classic Disney movies.
We continued
our walk down Main Street. We could see in the distance Cinderella's castle.
Now, I'd heard that the castle isn't as big as it looks in pictures, and
that proved to be the case. But like everything in Disney, it was done
about 2/3 to scale, much like a movie set. Therefore, in photos, the eye
is fooled into believing it's farther away and therefore bigger.
The overall
effect is that they create a spectacle that is nevertheless comforting
and welcoming instead of imposing.
In every
section of the park, hidden speakers played music that matched the area
of the park. This made everything seem more dramatic, as if you were starring
in your own movie.
Of course,
we wanted to get pictures in front of the castle, and we discovered that
there are Disney PhotoPass photographers stationed throughout the park.
They will take pictures, either on your own camera or with theirs. If
they take it with theirs, they give you a PhotoPass that allows you to
view your photos either at stations around the Disney parks or online,
and you can order prints from there.
We had him
use my camera, which might have been a mistake. I had the settings wrong
for such a bright day, and the castle came out overexposed. I'll have
to see if someone with more PhotoShop expertise than I (such as my brother's
wife) can work with it.
When the
photographer took our photo, he counted, "One, two, seventeen."
I laughed, and he said that Chip and Dale taught him how to count. I misunderstood
at first and asked him if he was in the Chippendale's, but the moment
after I'd said it, my brain parsed what he'd meant, and I blushed. I don't
think Disney employees, a.k.a. cast members, are allowed to participate
in off-color humor, because he got really quiet and I changed the subject,
thanking him profusely for taking the picture.
I had much
better luck photographing one of the cheerful Halloween decorations, adorning
a street light.
We crossed
the bridge into Tomorrowland to head for Space Mountain, which was the
first ride The Gryphon wanted to experience. Tomorrowland was very Space
Age, very retrofuturistic, and I loved it. They also had a lot of amusing
little names for the stores, such as the Merchant of Venus.
We headed
straight for Space Mountain. Over the entrance to every ride hangs a digital
sign that gives the line wait. Some of the more popular rides also have
Fast Pass booths. The way these works is that you insert your park ticket
into the machine, and it prints out a fast pass, which will give you a
window of time during which you can return and take the Fast Pass entrance,
effectively skipping the line. However, the Fast Pass window doesn't begin
until about 10 minutes after you would reach the head of the line if you
simply waited, so it's really a matter of how you want to spend your time.
We used
the Fast Pass machines as much as possible, and used the intervening time
to check out other things in the park. While we were waiting for our window
to enter Space Mountain, we checked out Tomorrowland. I was interested
in the Carousel of Progress, because it looked like it might be the show
from which we had pulled some of the stills for our wedding reception.
It was closed, presumably for renovations.
At The Gryphon's
suggestion, we hopped on the Tomorrowland Transit Authority, which took
us around the outskirts Tomorrowland on an elevated track. It actually
passes into Space Mountain, where you can see people loading into cars
and also view space-related displays. I tried to get some shots, but it
was too dark for non-flash photography. Some of the shots, though, were
interesting in an abstract art sort of way.
I had better
luck outside. Here's a kinetic sculpture on top of one of the roofs.
After we
were done, we looked around the place a bit more and then used our Fast
Pass to enter Space Mountain, an indoor roller coaster. Like most indoor
roller coasters, it consists of short drops, twists and turns. It's a
dark roller coaster, so you can't see what's going up. Along the track
and on the ceiling are lots of lit, spacy images.
Even the
entranceway was fascinating.
For the
first time, I discovered what a waiting line was like at Disney. The Gryphon
had told me they try to make the wait interesting by having things along
the way that you can look at or read. Of course, we walked through it
much more quickly, using our Fast Past.
When we
rode on Space Mountain, you had to secure all your loose items, which
could go on the floor. It's the only ride at Disney I can think of where
you had to remove your glasses. The Gryphon buttoned ours up in his cargo
shorts and put my camera inside his backpack. We placed our bags at our
feet and had no troubles.
Though I
don't consider myself a roller coaster enthusiast, I've been on a variety
of types of roller coasters, and this was different than any I'd been
on. It combines the best elements of a thrill coaster with a dark ride.
I really enjoyed it and highly recommend it.
Even as
we came out of the ride, you stand on these moving belts that take you
past scenes of space exploration and robots. Again, my attempts at photos
weren't that great. Near the end, closed circuit television projects your
own images on screens next to the moving track.
We left
Tomorrowland, bypassing the Toontown entrance, since it didn't look that
interesting, and we walked through Fantasyland, marveling at the sites
along the way. We paused for a photo of me in front of the Alice in Wonderland
tea party topiary.
Fantasyland
looked very much like a storybook place, the sort of old European style
houses from movies like Cinderella and Pinocchio.
Since there
was only a 10-minute wait, we waited in line to see "it's a small
world", a Disney staple that has been refurbished so that it's back
to its original glory. I have to admit, I wasn't expecting much from the
journey through various areas in the world, but it was actually surprisingly
wondrous. The singing dolls sometimes seem a bit silly, but the scenery,
the moving parts, and the bright colors are designed to dazzle and actually
do. I must admit, I rode through it expecting to laugh at it and instead,
was caught up in the journey, having fun identifying the different parts
of the world and anxious to see what was around the bend.
Right on
the edge of Fantasyland, in the the Liberty Square area, which is a section
that looks like colonial America, we waited in line for the Haunted Mansion.
This was one of the few more popular rides that didn't offer a Fast Pass.
I'd guess that's for two reasons. First is that part of the ride is the
anticipation of what you might see inside. So they probably don't want
anyone to be able to skip that.
The other
reason is more practical, in that this line just snakes under a breezeway
in front of the ride, where you can see the mansion the entire time. There's
no obvious way to create a Fast Pass line there, other than just a straight
alleyway directly to the entrance, which would be very visible to the
rest of the line.
The Fast
Pass lines generally take a somewhat hidden route so that it's not as
obvious to the rest of the people waiting, partly out of consideration
for their feelings, I'd imagine, and partly to discourage line jumpers.
Of course, they don't collect your Fast Pass until you reach the head
of the line, so those who do attempt to line jump are disappointed when
they reach the front.
I'm not
sure how long of a wait it was, maybe 30 minutes, but it didn't seem long.
While we were waiting, in the staggering heat, the people behind us, who
were holding up a parasol to protect themselves from the sun, said they
felt bad for the cast members who worked outside the Haunted Mansion,
forced to wear dark green long pants and skirts.
Now, haunted
houses used to terrify me, and I would not go in them. In particular,
I was terrified of the ones that had real people working in them, and
I still don't particularly like that variety. But I'd long since learned
to handle that fear, and I sort of dare myself to go into haunted house
rides.
The Haunted
Mansion was the best dark house attraction I've ever been in. They use
special effects such as video projection and holographs to create the
illusion of actual spirits roaming the halls. As you ride through on a
small cart where only two people can fit, you get taken through different
scenes, sometimes closer than you'd like.
The Disney
imagineers skillfully told stories, often of very macabre events, without
ever showing anything bloody. Yet, the scene would complete itself in
your head and become chilling. The ride is definitely not for small children
or the weak of heart. In fact, when we'd reached the head of the line,
we'd seen a couple parents leaving with tearful children who had refused
to go further.
Like many
Disney rides, it begins with an introduction in a room, where a video
or show prepares you for what you're about to go on. This helps with line
control, but it also allows people an extra opportunity to bail out. There
is always a Disney cast member in there, who can direct people to the
exits, should they choose not to go further and actually load into the
cars.
The only
other big attraction in Liberty Square was the Hall of Presidents, the
famous audio animatronic show featuring Abraham Lincoln, which was closed
for renovation.
From there,
we walked into Frontierland, where immediately Splash Mountain caught
our eye. By now, it was getting hot, and it was a flume style ride, so
we gave it a shot.
While this
ride did offer a Fast Past, the line was so short we decided to wait.
I think it was a 10-minute wait, probably because people were already
lining the streets to watch the parade that comes through the Magic Kingdom
every afternoon.
Splash Mountain
tells the story of Brer Rabbit in a rather amusing way. It begins in the
line, where you see portraits on the wall of the different characters,
which hint at the fact that Brer Rabbit is the good guy and that Brer
Bear and Brer Fox are out to get him.
As you ride
through, it tells the story through audio and visuals, including some
tableaux. Then, of course, there's the big drop, where they snap your
picture. We thought it was amusing, so we purchased ours.
As we found
out later, if we had purchased every available picture from all the rides
that offered them, we could have spend more than $100!
As we exited
Splash Mountain, we lined up along the road to see the parade. We had
a great place, right near the beginning of the sidewalk. A man with a
videocamera stood in front of me on the curb, but I was able to snap pictures
out of a gap in the crowd.
Disney has
clearly thought a lot about logistics. All of the most popular characters
were on raised floats so that they were easy to see. They piped music
through the entire park, which accompanied the parade and created a dramatic
atmosphere. The characters danced along and sometimes even lip-synched
to the music.
We had dinner
reservations that evening for the 7 p.m. hour, so we only had so much
time in the park. We didn't have much time left before we'd have to get
home to our resort and change, but we rode on Pirates of the Caribbean
before leaving.
Interestingly,
the movies were based on the ride, and now the ride has incorporated characters
from the movie, namely Jack Sparrow. Just like any other ride in Magic
Kingdom, it tells a story, this one about Jack's adventures as he tries
to uncover a hidden treasure. This ride, classic Disney, includes state-of-the-art
animatronics, music, lighting and scenery to create a captivating experience.
We hopped
a bus back to our resort then, changed into nicer clothing, and took a
bus to Epcot, because we'd been told we could walk from there to the Disney
Boardwalk, where we could find the restaurant where we had our reservations,
Flying Fish Cafe. Unfortunately, this might not have been the quickest
way to get there (I'm still not certain what is), and on top of that,
the heavens unleashed the only true, soaking rainstorm we saw during our
stay.
Within minutes,
our ponchos were practically useless, as our legs became thoroughly drenched
and the rain dribbled down our arms to soak the rest of us. But we only
had a brief window to make our reservation, so we trudged through the
angling rain while all around us, people waited it out under awnings.
To make
matters worse, we got disoriented and walked across the wrong bridge,
ending up in the Paris section and having to retrace our footsteps until
finally we found the international gateway, the exit to Epcot and also
the entrance to the Disney Boardwalk.
Then we
had to find the restaurant itself, which wasn't easy to spot, as it's
tucked back in a little alleyway off the main boardwalk area. But with
triumph, we spotted it and entered the restaurant.
The front
desk person gave us both towels so that we could sponge off, and she even
gave us a big Disney bag to place our wet ponchos. We told her who we
were and discovered we weren't even late for our reservation! So my spirits
started to pick up. After The Gryphon had gone back outside to dump the
water out of his shoes, we followed the hostess to our table.
Our water
was Italian, and he was very knowledgeable about the menu. He assured
us that this was the best restaurant that we'd eat at on the Disney property
and told us that the chef was excellent. We each began with a glass of
wine and then ordered an appetizer of the signature Crisp Jonah Lump Crab
Cake. It was superb. In fact, I can't remember any time I've eaten a better
crab cake. The outside was crispy, and the inside was filled with fresh
crab, delicately seasoned to savory perfection.
For my entree,
I ordered the Pumpkin seed-crusted Barramundi, since I'd never had it
before. It was served with Jicama, Watercress, hearts of Palm, Salsa Tropicale,
Fragrant Mango and Sweet Pepper Ketchup for a fresh, summery dish. The
Gryphon ordered the Potato-wrapped Red Snapper, in part because we'd seen
a very similar dish prepared as one of the challenges on Top Chef.
We each
ate half of our entrees and then traded, so the other could try it. I
was glad we did, because the snapper was cooked to perfection, served
with a Creamy Leek Fondu in a Red Wine Butter Sauce. It had a much richer,
creamier mouth feel than the Barramundi.
We were
feeling much better by this point.
The waiter
brought us a complimentary glass of champagne, since we were newlyweds,
and then The Gryphon and I shared a chocolate dessert that was so many
different layers of chocolate I thought I'd died and gone to heaven.
Our friendly
waiter even gave me a copy of the menu, as a souvenir. "For your
scrapbook," he said. How well he knows women!
Overall,
the experience was enough to make us forget about the rain. By the time
we left, it had cleared up, and we were drying off.
There were
extended hours that evening in the Magic Kingdom, so we caught a bus back
to the park to enjoy a few more rides, after dark. The park was beautifully
lit after dark.
This included
the Buzz Lightyear ride, in which you ride a ship and aid Buzz where you
shoot evil robots to help your alien friends success in their mission.
We didn't expect them to take a picture on this ride, and our serious
expressions were so funny I insisted we purchase a print.
We had time
for one more ride before leaving, so we checked out Peter Pan's Flight,
which starts out like a typical boat ride but then takes you on a flying
journey over the world of Peter Pan. Although the ride might sound simple,
the combination of the scenery, sound, and animatronic figures made me
feel like I was inside the story of Peter Pan.
On the way
out of the park, we passed through Liberty Square and, highly amused that
they had a full-scale replica Liberty Bell, I had The Gryphon take a picture
of me.
Seeing
this, a very kind fellow park guest offered to take our picture together,
and we gladly agreed, for a less silly picture.
Since we
were already starting to get sunburned, I suggested that we stop in one
of the stores on Main Street USA and buy ourselves some brimmed hats.
We each found baseball hats to our liking in a store near the front gate,
which was called, I believe, Chapeaux or something to that effect. I chose
a white baseball hat with a small pink Mickey on the front, and The Gryphon
chose an olive drab baseball hat with a classic Mickey Mouse on the front,
distressed to look as if it was vintage. We made good use of them the
rest of the week.
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