Disney: the drama version

So as predicted, I have too much to say about the last week, so I’m going to divide this into several posts. You have been warned.

I’ll start with the Disney Drama. I feel like I need to use bullet points and headlines:

  • The Clown Car: Before we left, I really thought this would be a post about what a disaster it was to cram 5 people into a small sedan for 14 hours. But no, it turns out that modern electronics prevent interaction, and therefore any drama, on long road trips. In fact, they make them downright boring if you happen to be waiting on the edge of your seat for good blog material.

Three devices. Three sets of headphones. Complete silence for hours and hours.

  • The Monsoon: Once we got to Disney it was on with the usual drama. I’ll admit that the very first night, it was all my fault. Even though we had park tickets, we were all exhausted, and it was raining. So I decided we should take the bus to the Magic Kingdom and ride the Monorail around just for fun. I just wasn’t counting on the massive lightning storm, and the man who announced very loudly during our bus trip that, “you’d have to be a fool to get on the monorail right now. It’s like a traveling lightning rod.” While waiting to board the monorail, Thomas was crying so loudly (because he correctly fears death by lightning) that a man in front of me turned around and looked at me like I was a child abuser. Which, at that exact moment, could have been argued. Anyway, by the time we got back to the hotel, we were all completely soaked. So that was fun.

  • Baby Swap: Most of the drama revolved around Thomas, which I expected. I just wasn’t informed that we were taking an infant along on this trip, or I totally would have hired a babysitter. For example: he cried like a 2-year-old as we approached Peter Pan, which is for toddlers, and the Living with the Land Greenhouse tour, which was basically created for old people. And keep in mind he has been on all these rides the other THREE times he’s been to Disney. The only things he absolutely refused to ride were roller coasters, but that was fine—we left him at the exit to the rides with a cast member (it’s called a baby swap, if you have a real baby) and went on without him. Meanwhile I discovered that Henry is one of those freaks who rides the roller coasters with his hands in the air the entire time.

Here we are at the Indiana Jones stunt show. Plugging the ears was pretty standard all week, for any show, fireworks, ride, walking down the street,….yep, pretty much all the time.

  • Gluttony: So I highly recommend the Disney Dining Plan as the perfect diet the week before your high school reunion. Not. We got the dining plan because it came free with our package. And although we did have some nice meals, it felt a bit like we were eating constantly. Seriously, by the third day, we were calling to cancel our reservations and not even rescheduling. We were completely stuffed. And while I love cheesecake with every meal, I started to actually crave dry Cheerios and water. And that’s just wrong.

I don’t care how full you are, never pass up the mickey ears ice cream. Just cram it down somehow. Lick the chocolate off your face and arms later.

So there you have it. Not too much drama. Now onto the fun stuff.

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