OK. Yesterday we went to that big castle
place. The one with all the fairy tale
stuff. I don’t know all the place names. Sorry.
We
watched the opening ceremony before we even entered the park. Mickey and Minnie the gang. Well, except for Goofy. Goofy wasn’t there. I wanted to see Goofy.
We
went to that classic Disney venue – the Teacupticus Vomitus with Josh and Caleb
and Zakary. That cup was moving
fast. And it almost lived up to its
name. In fact, I’m still a little
queezy. Luke saw us having fun so he
insisted on doing it again with his Daddy making it spin. Guess Mommy and Nani couldn’t get it going
fast enough.
As
we walked around the park we saw Mickey and Minnie together. But not Goofy. Later on we saw Minnie by herself. But not Goofy. Then we saw Alice and the Mad Hatter. But not Goofy. We even saw Lilo and Pluto and Snow
White. But not Goofy. At one point Tigger himself even attempted to
high five me on his way to the bathroom.
But Tiggers are really bouncy, and DadDad’s are not so much. So he actually missed my hand and sort of
high-forearmed me. I still felt cool,
though. Pooh was right behind him,
too. But not Goofy.
In
one of the lines for a Dumbo ride there was a full-on playground right in the
middle. The boys passed on the ride and
spent fifteen or twenty minutes just playing.
Luke found a little fire truck right in the middle, and that’s where he
wanted to stay. He kept saying, “I Uncle
Nathan.” Then me and Josh and the older
two guys snuck out and rode the Goofy roller coaster ride. But Goofy wasn’t there.
I
saw my first graffiti in one of the bathrooms.
Beautiful clean room except for a tiny word etched on some chrome,
“Opiem.” Hmm. Is that how they spell it in Florida?
We
went on the Carousel of Power. At least
that’s what we told the boys it was. It
was actually Carousel of Progress or something like that. Very weird ride. We sat in a theater and instead of the stage
being changed, the entire theater seating area rotated in a big circle.
We
actually got Nani to ride Space Mountain with us. That’s the roller coaster that takes place in
the dark pretty much the whole way. Only
thing I remember about my one excursion to DisneyLAND years ago was riding this
thing about ten times in a row. Well,
other than buying a Mickey fanny pack.
Still need to duplicate that feat.
We
did see the big afternoon parade of fantasy.
That was pretty cool. All of the
creatures/heroes/princesses/villians were in that one. My favorite was the fire-breathing dragon.
Christi
had arranged for a special meet and greet with Mickey himself. Unusual thing there? The character actually talked. Sounded just like Mickey, and his mouth moved
and everything. Never expected
that. Leave it to Mickey to come up with
surprises …
Last
night we ended the day by taking a boat ride to a different resort and having
supper at an all-you-can-eat place. Good
stuff. Then the boys played on the beach
while we waited for the boat to come pick us up. We watched the sun set from a lawn
chair. Sigh. Memories of home.
Romans
5:11 says, “Not only is this so, but we
also rejoice in God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom we have now
received reconciliation.”
Father,
thank you for Mickey surprises and families to enjoy them with. Amen.
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