To Epcot or Not to Epcot

Next week Studly Doright has to be in Orlando for a meeting, but he’s also taking a day of vacation while he’s there to have his golf swing analyzed. Heck, I offered to save him a great deal of time and money by watching his backswing and laughing for free. He wasn’t amused.

Apparently he didn’t hold my snarky comment against me, though, suggesting that I accompany him to Orlando. Instead of taking his company car, we’d drive one of our own vehicles, and I could visit one of the theme parks on the day he has to work. I might’ve jumped up and down like a little kid.

I haven’t been to Epcot in years, so that’s the park topping my list. I geek out a little thinking about Future World, and I’ve never once made it completely around the World Showcase, so that’s my goal for this trip.

The only possible downside is that the weather predicted for the day I’ll visit isn’t optimal with temperatures expected to be in the 50’s. I’ll more than likely need to wear jeans and real shoes! Maybe even a jacket! Oh, the humanity!But, on the plus side, maybe the cooler weather will keep the crowd sizes down, and I won’t have to worry about long lines.

The only other park in the running would be Universal Studios Islands of Adventure, but my heart is saying Epcot, and the heart wants what the heart wants, am I right?

Snapshot #183

Today’s snapshot is of a collection of photos taken on our recent visit to DisneyWorld in Orlando, Florida. Studly and I joined his sister, Angie and her family for a couple of days of their vacation. Angie took some of the photos that Studly and I were in and had them made into a collage for us. 

Neat idea, right? I call this one, “Family Fun.” Many thanks to Angie, Steve, and their kids for asking us to tag along.

Random Disney Pictures

I snapped quite a few pictures at Disneyworld this week. Some were even worth sharing!

These were from the ¡Vamos! parade as we entered the Magic Kingdom on Saturday morning.

  
    
    
    

I took these two at The Art of Animation resort where my niece and her family stayed. I have no idea who the child is in the second picture, but he loves Mater!
    

I finally posed with someone who made me feel dainty and attractive. And nervous!
 

Turtle is still prettier than me. Sigh.  
At my hotel there were reminders of my childhood.  
Every now and then these guys at Art of Animation would squawk. Scared me the first time. 

  If I’d taken a photo of every beautiful flower on the Disney properties I’d never have gotten past the front gates. 

  
 
This playground structure looked like a human heart. Apparently it was a coral reef. Who knew they were so similar?  
 I’m home now, but apparently traveled “to infinity and beyond!”  
Peace, people!

My Feet Hurt Even Worse

Today I took over 14,000 steps at Disney Hollywood Studios. When I walked to catch the bus to return to the Pop Century Resort I could easily imagine my ankles snapping into jagged, ragged, splintered pieces at which point I would simply drag myself by my forearms to the bus stop. 

No one would give me a second glance as I pulled my bloody stumps onto the vehicle unless of course I accidentally crossed the yellow line at whch point I would be gently reprimanded.

—————BUT—————

I rode Star Tours not once, not twice, but three times, and even though I was never named as the rebel spy I personally know two people who were. 

I survived two rounds on the Rock ‘n’ Roller Coaster and even managed to look like I was having fun on the second try. The Tower of Terror didn’t claim my life this year; although, it was a close call. What a great, terrifying ride! 

I discovered the joys of Toy Story Mania and would gladly ride it non-stop if the lines weren’t so long. 

Indiana Jones thrilled me with daring escapades in his stunt show spectacular, and I was seated close enough to feel the heat from the explosions.

————HOWEVER————-

Tomorrow I must return to Studly Doright and Doright Manor. My heart is ready. My feet are begging for it, but dang, I’ll miss Disneyworld, CB, Lord Jeff, and kids. What a great time. Now I’m having a beer. Or two.

‘Til next time Disneyworld. Rock on.

 

Aerosmith grants backstage passes to their show. The catch? You have to ride a roller coaster with multiple loops in the dark. And by the way, it goes from 0 to 60 in under four seconds.
  
Star Tours has something interesting around every corner.
  
Inside Toy Story Mania–maybe the most fun ride ever! Trust me, it’s not just for kids.
  
Toy Story Mania is way more fun than a barrel of monkeys.
   
Peace, people!

My Feet Hurt

I walked over eight and a half miles today on hot asphalt in 100┬░ temperatures. I climbed the equivalent of twelve flights of stairs. My feet feel like two burning lumps of raw meat. My back is crying to be put out of its misery.

-BUT-

I rode Splash Mountain and Space Mountain and some other mountain I can never remember the name of. I rode in a flying ship a la Peter Pan and watched a symphony in 4D. I toured a Haunted Mansion and picked up a hitchhiking ghost. I sailed the seven seas with Captain Jack Sparrow. And, I did battle with a group of space aliens alongside Buzz Lightyear.

-SO-

I’ll put on my stinky sneakers and head out to another theme park in the morning. 

What a wonderful day! Thank you CB, Lord Jeff, and kids for allowing me to tag along.

Peace, people!

Pop Culture

Living in Florida comes with certain perks, and for a Disney-phile like myself, being able to get in the car and drive to the Orlando theme parks in just a few hours is definitely one of them.

I’m meeting my niece CB and her family for a weekend at the Magic Kingdom and Disney’s Hollywood Studios. CB’s family is flying in from Texas and won’t be here until late tonight, but I checked into my room in the Pop Century resort at 1:30 this afternoon and have already been Disneyfied.

   
    
   
The Pop Century Resort is divided by decades. Fittingly, I was booked into the 50’s section and found myself in a retro style hotel room reminiscent of those I stayed in with my family when I was a child. The modern flat screen TV is the only decorative nod to the current decade. 

   
   
I’m relishing the idea of a room to myself for three nights. 

CB, her husband Lord Jeff, and their two children will be staying just across the lagoon at the Art of Animation Resort. I scoped out their hotel this afternoon to see how long it will take me to walk it in the morning. Of course I kept getting sidetracked, so the walk is either ten minutes or an hour and 20 minutes give or take an hour.

These photos are from their resort:

  
    
    

As soon as CB calls in the morning I’ll join her family at The Art of Animation so we can ride a bus to the Magic Kingdom. I’m a few months away from turning 60, but I feel like a giddy kid. 

M-I-C (See you real soon!)

K-E-Y (Why? Because I have a ticket!) 

M-O-U-S-E.

Now if the kids next door will settle down, I’m going to sleep. 

Peace, people!