Six weeks ago, the Roomstress and I cracked on that dumb polar vortex day. We couldn't take it one second more, and at a scheduled lunch date where we had to brave the cold and forage for food, and oh wait whoops.... We bought tickets to Disney World, made plane reservations and got rooms for us on the Disney property.
It was a pretty pricey lunch.
And last weekend was the weekend. And we had so much fun, I was truly blue when it came time to leave. But during our time there, I had the opportunity to take advantage of the Disney extra hour at the Hollywood Studios on an errand to pick something up at one of the gift shops in the park. The store didn't open for another hour, and I found myself alone with an hour to kill at the park I worked at during the College Program days....
OK GO! FAST AS YOU CAN!!!
I found out the store hours from the cast members enrolling Padawans into the Jedi Training Academy, and asked if I could join and was told tactfully that only Padawans between 8 and 12 years old were wanted. Jerks.
Then I thought OOOOH, that new Slinky Dog ride is open! I'll ride that! Yeah, no, despite the park just opening, there was already a 50 minute line. But the Rock n' Roller coaster is only 10 minutes! Done! Rode as a single rider with my new friend Lita.
Should have told her I'm a screamer.
Into the gift shop! Oooh! Presents! *charge, send off to hotel*
What's next?? MuppetVision! That's where I worked in the College Program! Dashed into the courtyard and found out from a supervisor that the theatre didn't open for another hour. Darn. Asked him to take my photo real quick for old times' sake and kept running.
Next? Star Tours! Need souvenirs of a Star Wars nature... there's the gift shop.... but how long's the wait to ride? 5 minutes, you say? Deal! I leave through the gift shop anyway! *charge, send off to hotel*
All those activities have burned up the better part of my hour I had; so now I make my way to the original gift shop and found it open for business. After a third transaction sent off to the hotel, I boarded a bus and met the Roomstress at the Magic Kingdom.
And, days later, I was flipping through the photos I took during vacation and found the nostalgic one I'd asked be taken in the MuppetVision courtyard. And something clicked and I went back and found:
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| me, hamming it up as per usual with my 20-year-old self |
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| and now.... not much changed (i keep telling myself) |
But then, I did a side by side comparison:
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| still a fan of the heel pop, still a fan of chuck taylors |
Wonderful trip to the land of the mouse with the Roomstress. Can't wait to go back!
Over and out,
Megan
