January 7th… It went something like this:
Would I sound like a bit of whiner if I told you that the events leading up to (and now a day into) this trip have been a bit of wreck? Little things: a piece from my camera broke, the weather was chaos, the flight was a near-miss, and –after getting up early, being super-pumped, and getting to the gates early– my ticket didn’t work.
I should clarify. Disney World has these new RFID wristbands called Magic Bands that replace everything from your ticket through to your credit card, including your hotel key and blah, blah, blah… Cool right? We get a little band and we’re good to go. What they don’t tell you is that it’s a BETA test. That little BETA test cost me a hundred bucks this morning –later refunded– because I went to the gate with my Magic Band and the magic wasn’t there.
“Uh, yeah, you have a room and a credit card linked to this. Also, you’ve reserved spots on rides and we know everything else about you, but we have no record of you actually having a ticket to get INTO the park.”
I fumbled with the guest services for about half an hour whilst everyone else started their day and I finally just said screw it and bought a one-day ticket figuring we’d sort it out tonight. (Spoiler alert: we sorted it out tonight. The hotel stepped up, called IT and they tell us it is fixed… with a refund for the hundred bucks, to boot. So I got the money back, and while there wasn’t much they could do about the stress part at least I’ll sleep tonight knowing the vacation probably isn’t in shambles!)
I finally got through the gates about 45 minutes later, and I met up with the rest of them already in queue, and a morning of crazy rides in a quiet Magic Kingdom ensued: Peter Pan, It’s a Small World, Pirates of the Caribbean, and more…
It was chilly today. The day started with the low temperature weather as a major news item on the TV. It was only 2C when we went for the bus and apparently froze in some parts of the city last night. And it only warmed up a little. We wore toques for most of the day and bobbed from ride to ride in an attempt to stay warm. It’s not the -25C we left behind in Edmonton, but hey, not exactly shorts weather either. Unfortunately, things are looking to turn around for the run, the temps jumping into the mid 20s (Celcius) for marathon day. Gwah!
The day’s 3 highlights include:
1. Claire’s epic “Dad, that was AWESOME!” first ride on Space Mountain, a ride we didn’t even expect her to go on, let alone love. It’s the wildest ride in the Magic Kingdom, arguably: a bone-jarring, gut-busting roller-coaster through a pitch black swerving and twisting path. Frankly, it’s not my thing… but she’s been asking for a second go. Apparently my kid is a roller-coaster fiend.
2. The churro adventure: I bought Karin and Claire churros — you know: the stick-doughnut-things covered in sugar — and as I was posing the girls for a photo with their treats, sitting up on a little bench to the side of the path, a seagull swooped down and plucked half of Karin’s churro right out of her hand. Swoosh… and gone.
3. My sister-in-law Stacey’s first ride on the Jungle Cruise and my getting a bit of a laugh out of her engaging in the boat captain’s witty banter… and that getting a chuckle out of her too, and maybe even to the point of breaking character for a few seconds. The point of it is the punnery, of course, but there were just so many layers of it today: or maybe you had to be there.
We ate dinner, took Claire for another spin through Buzz Lightyear Space Ranger game where she beat me and scored a magnificent 100K+ points (ranking her in the top 3 for the group for the day) and then called it a night.
Tomorrow: Animal Kingdom.