So when we arrived at our hotel (one of the Disney properties) with its giant statues of Mr. and Mrs. Potatohead, a Mickey telephone, and Baloo and Mowgli, he thought THAT was IT. And he would have been perfectly happy if we had never left the hotel. Had we known that, we could have saved hundreds of dollars on passes to the parks. But we had the passes, so we decided to go ahead and use them.
Of course, a lot has changed since my first trip down there as an eight-year-old in 1981. Magic Kingdom was the only thing there back then, and the Contemporary Resort with the monorail running through the lobby was the only hotel "on property." But the Disney property has so many parks, attractions and hotels now, it is like its own county. Forget about zip code. I'm pretty sure our hotel (with over 3,000 rooms and about 4 pools) had its own zip code.
But a few things remained the same from my very first visit over 30 years ago. The Tomorrowland Speedway has the same little race cars. I was entertained, while waiting for my husband and son to make their way around the track, by watching the people finishing the ride. A teenage boy, in particular, edged up behind an old man who was alone in another car. The boy was making small surges in his advances, peering carefully over the front end of the car. He would get very close, then the old man would move up. They danced like this for a bit, until suddenly the boy went pouncing forward like a cat and gave the old man's car a good BUMP. The old man's car jostled forward and his head whipped back a tad. A smile crept across the boy's face. He laid back for a while. But when the cars started moving forward again, he leaned up and began peering over the front bumper again. Reprobate! The sign clearly says "No Bumping."
Stay tuned . . . more Disney vignettes to come in the near future.
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