the one about saturday at disneyland
One of Anne's clients, who works for Disney, hooked us up with passes to Disneyland, so we took the kids on Saturday. Holy shit - did you know that it costs over $80 for an adult ticket now? That's insane.
So we started out in California Adventure: Tower of Terror (awesome), California Screamin' (awesome, but made me sick this time) and Soarin' over California (probably my favorite ride in DCA). We then made our way across the entry plaza to Disneyland.
"Where do you guys want to go first?" Anne said.
"Space Mountain!" Ryan said.
"Yeah! Space Mountain!" Nolan said.
"Back to the tortilla factory in DCA!" I said.
Believe it or not, there were actually crickets chirping near the turnstiles. Weird.
Disneyland wasn't crowded at all, even though it was a Saturday, and we quickly made it over to Tomorrowland, where we discovered that, even at 11 in the morning, there was already a 90 minute wait for Space Mountain. We picked up Fast Passes, and decided to head over to Indiana Jones.
You know what would be so cool? If Disney redesigned Tomorrowland to look and feel very similar to the way it did in 1955. Bring back the people movers, and move the rockets back up to the top of the people mover loading platform. Get rid of that stupid Innoventions atrocity, and put Inner Space back in its place. The idea is that our world is dangerous and uncertain, and looks to stay that way for a long time, so why not give people a place where they can enjoy the safety of 1950s nostalgia, and a "future" world that's ultra modern? I bet it'd be a big success.
On the way to Indiana Jones, Ryan suggested that we go to Haunted Mansion, then Pirates, the Indiana Jones, so we could work our way back through what little crowd there was.
"The thing is," I said, "Pirates is closed for four months."
"Why?" Anne said.
"Because they have to totally screw it up, and make it tie in with the movies."
Anne gasped a little bit, as we passed the Tiki Room.
"Yeah," I said, "I read about it at blogging.la and Miceage. They're replacing the big old pirate ship with the Black Pearl, and they're putting animatronics of actors from the movie into the ride. They closed it down yesterday."
We rounded the corner into the heart of Adventureland.
"That's sad," Anne said, "but there are a lot of people who will see the movie before they've ever been on the ride, so maybe that makes sense to Disney."
"But the ride has been fine for over thirty years," I said, "even if they made those stupid PC changes in the 90s. I don't know if the movies have that sort of trans-generational appeal."
We walked into a huge crowd of people around Indiana Jones.
"Did you just say 'trans-generational appeal?" She said.
Before I could answer, I saw something I didn't expect: a huge line of people, going into Pirates of the Caribbean!
I squealed, hopped, and pointed.
"Look! Pirates! Open! Wheee!"
I grabbed Anne's hand, and pulled her with me, as I ran like a five year-old to the line. The kids kept up, and didn't seem to be embarrassed when I did a little "ohmygodthepiratesarestillopen" dance in line.
"Oh my god," I said, "this is so cool! I am so happy that I get to ride this one last time before they change it!"
"Yeah, that's pretty awesome," Nolan said. I looked at him to make sure he wasn't being sarcastic. He was sincere.
The line moved quickly, and twenty minutes later, we were at Laffite's Landing, boarding our little boat, right behind the guy who figured his infant child would have a really good time in the dark, with the loud noises.
Yeah. After the first drop, the kid screamed and cried. When its dad tried to comfort it, he actually ended up pointing the kid over his shoulder at me and Nolan, so the kid ended up screaming in our faces. Awesome.
Anne and the kids all looked at me. I just shook my head and sighed. I did my best to tune out the crying, which stopped for a few brief moments near the bridal auction scene but really picked up again when we passed the jail scene.
When the ride was over, Nolan said to me, "Why do people bring little babies places where they are just going to cry?"
"I have no idea," I said.
"Even I know that the loud noises and sudden movements would freak a baby out," he said.
"Yeah. I guess that guy really wanted to go on Pirates."
We headed out into New Orleans Square, and turned to go to the Haunted Mansion . . . which was closed.
"Aw, crap." Ryan said. "The Haunted Mansion is closed."
"They must be taking down Nightmare Before Christmas," Anne said.
"Okay, we're going to Indiana Jones!" I said.
We did, and it was awesome. Then we went over to Frontierland so the kids could play at the shooting gallery, and then to Fantasyland to ride Mr. Toad. That line moved crazy fast, like less than ten minutes, and before we knew it, we were at the front of the line.
Nolan rode with Anne, and Ryan went with me. "Do you want to drive?" He said.
"No," I said, "you have your permit now, so let's see how you do."
He laughed and sat down into the car, named "Mac Badger."
The ride operator lowered the safety bar, and we launched out of toad hall, crashing through the library, exploding out of the fireplace, and speeding out into the countryside.
Ryan spun the wheel, while I shouted out, "Look out for the cop!" and "Left! Left! Left!" and "don't drive off the end of the dock!"
We were seriously cracking each other up, and as we burst through the exploding TNT room, I took a mental snapshot of the moment: here we are, on our way to nowhere in particular, laughing like crazy, and enjoying the simple joy that comes with being together.
That's when the ride broke down.
Suddenly, flourescent lights came on, and the magical world of Mister Toad evaporated. From somewhere else in the ride, I heard a voice cry out, "booooo!"
"What?" Ryan said.
"Please stay in your vehicle," a voice said over a loud speaker. "You will be escorted out of the ride shortly."
"Clearly, you broke the ride with your terrible driving," I said.
"I did not!"
"You did so."
I held up my hand and extended one finger. "You knocked the guy off the ladder."
I held up another finger. "You crashed through the fireplace."
Another finger. "You almost hit the bobby."
A fourth finger. "Then there was that whole thing with the bridge," a fifth finger, "and the dock."
Ryan's face broke into a huge smile as I held up my other hand.
"Then there was the warehouse, and the exploding TNT. That's seven --" I showed him my fingers, "seven brushes with death. Obviously, they had to stop the ride before you crashed the car."
"Yeah, and ended up hitting a train and going to Hell," he said.
We cracked up together, and waited until we were walked out of the ride a few minutes later, picking up Anne and Nolan on the way out.
"Did you break the ride?" Anne said.
"I think it was for my own good, mom," Ryan said.
After Mister Toad, we picked up our jackets from our locker (where I gave my locker combo ticket thingy to a guy with two little kids who couldn't find an open locker, because we didn't need it any more. I like to do things like that, because helping people is awesome, and it increases the kindness in the world by +1) and headed over to the Matterhorn.
"I'm going to sit down and have a time out," I said. "So you guys go on the ride, while I sit here and recharge."
"Okay," Anne said. It was a nice twenty minutes or so for me to just sit down and reflect on how much fun we were all having, and how great it felt to spend the day together. I spent a lot of time at Disneyland when I was in my teens, because my best friend and I had annual passes. Consequently, Disneyland is more than just the happiest place on earth to me: it's a real touchstone to some of the happiest days of my life, and it was so wonderful to sit there, recall those carefree days of my youth, and feel good about where I am now, sharing this joyful place and all its associated memories with my family.
After Anne and the kids came off the ride, we headed over to Space Mountain, which we'd been looking forward to riding all day. Anne always gets sick on it, so she sat down for a time out of her own while the kids and I walked up to the entrance, and discovered that Space Mountain was broken down.
We patiently waited for about twenty-five minutes, before the ride was back online, and the line started to move again. Thanks to our fast passes, we were inside the ride in less than five minutes.
I hadn't been on Space Mountain since they refurbished it, and it's amazing. First of all, Disney got rid of all that stupid Federal Express advertising bullshit that was everywhere, and made it more of a retro space adventure again. The track has been rebuilt, and the ride is smoother than ever. The projections are beautiful, and the starfield effects, which had really lost their luster over the years, looked as magical as I remembered them being when I was a little kid and rode Space Mountain for the first time.
We met up with Anne after the ride, and told her how much fun it was.
"Mom, you totally should have gone on it!" Nolan said. He then proceeded to describe every minute detail of the entire thing.
"Man, now I wish I'd gone on it," Anne said. "Oh well, next time."
It was about 7PM, I guess, and as we walked out across Tomorrowland, all four of us hit "the wall."
"Hey, guys?" Ryan said, "I'm kind of tired."
"I was just going to say the same thing!" Nolan said.
"Yeah, me too," I said. "My feet and legs are killing me."
"Are we done?" Anne said.
We all looked at each other. Yeah, we were done.
"I think so," I said. "I know we all wanted to see the fireworks, but I know that I'm going to be really gumpy in two hours."
"Yeah, I have maximized my funtime," Nolan said.
And just like that, we headed for the exit.
At the hub, right in front of the castle, Anne said to me, "Hey, did you want to try for the Jungle Cruise?"
The Jungle Cruise is one of my favorite rides, ever, especially when the skipper has his or her pun-o-meter spiked up at 11. I'm not ashamed to admit that. In fact, I'm proud of it.
I looked at the kids. "What do you guys think?"
"Sure, let's see what the line looks like," Ryan said.
"Yeah, if it's too long, we'll blow it off," Nolan said.
"w00t." I said.
We walked over to the Jungle Cruise, and saw that the wait was, in fact, over thirty minutes. I like the Jungle Cruise, but I don't like it that much.
"I like the Jungle Cruise," I said, "but not that much."
As quickly as we walked into Adventureland, we walked out. When we passed the Tiki Room, I said, "Hey! Let's go into the Tiki Room!"
"Yeah! The birds sing words and the flowers croon!" Nolan said.
"How did you know that?" I said.
"I don't know," he said. "I just do."
"Isn't it lame?" Ryan said.
"No, Ryan," Nolan said, "it's so cool."
"I've never been in the Tiki Room," Anne said, and that sealed it. We walked through the turnstile just as the doors opened to seat a new show.
Okay, I don't think I've been in the Tiki Room in at least fifteen years, so I'd forgotten most of it . . . but it's just awesome. We all loved the show, especially the singing tiki guys.
On our way up Main Street, Anne said, "I love it that we went into the Tiki Room, because I'd never been in it before. It was so cool to experience something new at Disneyland, after all these years."
By the time we made it back to the car, we were all exhausted. The kids were both asleep by the time we got to the freeway, even though it wasn't even 8PM. It was an incredibly fun day, and it wasn't until I wrote this all down that I realized how many of the rides broke down. It's cool to me that we had such a great time there, we didn't even notice.
There's one thing I forgot to mention: While we were standing in line for the parking lot tram, Nolan looked up at me, held one hand up in the air dramaticaly, and sang, William Fucking Shatner-style, "It's! A! World . . . oflaughter! It's! A! worldof . . . cheer! It's! A! World! Of! . . . hopeand . . . a world! ofFEAR!"
He went on to sing the entire song, complete with very emotional facial contortions and dramatic pauses. By the time the tram arrived, I was laughing so hard, my sides hurt and tears rolled down my face. It was so funny, and so unexpeected, I forget to ask him where he picked it up.
Though I suspect he may have answered, "From you, okay?! I learned it by watching you!"


Wow, we were at DL on Saturday, too! I LOVE the flour tortillas but could live without the corn. I too, went to DL a lot when I was a kid and it is really special to be there with my kids and to hear them say the things that I used to say to my parents. I find myself tearing up like that black and white picture of the french man almost everytime we go.
You guys should get annual passes and go more often. The deluxe pass is only $229 and it doesn't have a lot of blackout days and is for both parks.
Thanks for the great story.
Posted by: ignatz | February 06, 2006 at 10:41 AM
Thanks for the entry ... my family and I are going to the other side of the US to experience the magic of Disney next month.
Posted by: osumailguy | February 06, 2006 at 10:43 AM
As a former resident of Glendale I've been to Disneyland about 20 times, but haven't been back there in over 15 years.
Thanks for reminding me.
Oh, and thanks for saving me the $80 entry, plus $20 on churros.
Posted by: Blackcrowe | February 06, 2006 at 11:14 AM
Love Disneyland. I used to go there a lot growing up, but then my folks moved to Oregon and so not so much after that. However since taking a job with Disney and moving back down here a year and a half ago, I've been (I think) eleven times. It's getting so I think it's not going to be fun anymore, but I always seem to have a good time once I get there.
Oh and thanks a lot--now I have alternating "It's a Small World" and "Tiki Room" songs in my head!
Posted by: Mr. Person | February 06, 2006 at 11:19 AM
Nice Disneyland recap.
My wife and I will be there next month with our two kids (7 and 3) for the first time. I've only been one other time back when I was 15. You can imagine how much fun I was on that trip. Your recap reinforces the rides we need to hit and the need to make judicious of the Fast Pass system. Bummer about Pirates. We know it would be closed while we're there, but I didn't know it was for a movie tie-in. That sucks.
I'm going to try and muster up enough energy to get down to the Stone Brewery while we're in LA. It's a bit of a trek, I know, but it's "Daddy's Disneyland".
Posted by: ttrentham | February 06, 2006 at 11:30 AM
Pirates of the Caribbean is the best ride ever.
I wonder if they are closing the Magic Kingdom version here in Florida too? (Thats where I have lived my whole life - 40 min from MK).
I have mixed feelings about them "updating" the ride. If it makes Pirates stick around that much longer, then I guess I'll try and like the idea.
- Captain Kelly Rowles
Posted by: Kelly | February 06, 2006 at 11:34 AM
Disneyland was my second home when I was little. I loved Disneyland. Unfortunately, because I no longer live near Anaheim, I haven't been there since I was nine or ten. However, my family and I are planning to go to So Cal (we have family there) this November and Disneyland is on the agenda. I can hardly wait. I feel like a little kid again, but I don't care.
$80! *faints* Thanks for the heads up, though.
About Pirates - I was three or four the first time I went on that ride. The drop at the beginning scared the crap out of me and I was bawling for the rest of the ride. There should be an age limit on that ride or something. lol
Posted by: napoleondynamitefan | February 06, 2006 at 11:46 AM
P.S. Way to be for giving that guy your locker combo ticket. We need more people like you in the world, Wil.
Posted by: napoleondynamitefan | February 06, 2006 at 11:56 AM
Thanks for the nostalgic feelings! Growing up, my dad would always get $5.00 tickets because he was in the military so we went often during the '70s. I am still madly in love with Disneyland and wish I could enjoy it as much as I did when I was younger. My husband and son don't love it nearly as much as I do. Next time, can I tag along with you guys? Ha!
Posted by: zeelv | February 06, 2006 at 11:57 AM
It's been ages since I went to Disney Land. The part about Mr Toad reminded me of the time we were at Universal Studios and the Jaws ride broke down. The shark is less menacing when it's hanging out of the water and you're not moving. It's kind of a pain to get unloaded from a ride when you're in a boat as well.
They gave us free passes though.
Ironically, when we came back two years later on our free passes, that day was the "grand reopening" of the Jaws ride. We hadn't planned it that way.
Anyway, myself and my family have been thinking of going with the kids sometime but geez, 80 dollars? How much is it for kids?
Posted by: Ramen Junkie | February 06, 2006 at 11:58 AM
I love how you manage to add just a little DnD in your blogs. Back in your major DnD days, what was your best character?
Posted by: Matt | February 06, 2006 at 12:01 PM
This was a great post, and what's best about it to me is that from my childhood in Florida - full of trip after trip to Disney World, marking the passage of time - I had no idea that when they tore down Mr. Toad in Florida, he still existed in California. I swear, I'm so happy!!! Guess I'll have to find my way down to Disneyland one of these days...
I am really sad about Pirates, though. Hard to imagine them changing it, when the ride as it is now is what inspired the movie... Methinks they'd be better off leaving it as it is and developing a Pirates show based on the movie to go along with it.
Posted by: Liz | February 06, 2006 at 12:09 PM
Awesome piece of writing, Wil. I've never been to Disneyland (and never really wanted to before) but you've just inspired me to add it to my lifetime 'to do' list.
Posted by: csarakas | February 06, 2006 at 12:17 PM
I justify the annual pass by pretending that walking six hours and random adrenaline spikes are the equivalent of a trip to Ballys. Why, just look at all the money I've saved on gym memberships! This may explain why I'm not a size 2...
Posted by: eyduck | February 06, 2006 at 12:29 PM
Wow... I've never been a DL fan (I didn't first experience it until I was 12, and it had no luster for me), but my husband loves the place. Sounds like you had an awesome time. And I love the coasters at California Adventure - I'm looking forward to going down there this spring. ^_^
Posted by: Devlyn | February 06, 2006 at 12:48 PM
"Get rid of that stupid Innoventions atrocity, and put Inner Space back in its place."
Amen. I've been saying for years what you say above about restoring Tomorrowland to a "retro future" -- perhaps everyone wants Tomorrowland to be what it was when they first saw it, and in my case that was 1969 -- maybe this can be the start of a movement. Hey, we brought back Futurama, we can do this too!
Posted by: RAB | February 06, 2006 at 01:27 PM
LMAO, Wil! Even though I've never been to Disneyland, it sure sounds a hell of a lot like Disney World, which would make sense, but I never really gave it too much thought before reading your post.
Nolan's "William Fucking Shatner" rendition of "It's a Small World" was hilarious, even if I wasn't there to witness it, myself. You are so good at making people feel as if they're actually there with you when you write about something. Now that's talent!
Being an East Coaster, I've been to Walt Disney World in Orlando (Useless trivia time: Roy Disney insisted that the name "Walt" had to come before "Disney World" before the park opened in 1971) 5 times in my 32 years. A few years ago, a couple of my girlfriends and myself decided to take a 22 hour road trip to Walt Disney World.
My one girlfriend Lisa had never been on the "It's a Small World" ride before, so of course we just HAD to make her go on it with us. Big mistake. The ride broke down just as we were entering the section of the ride where the children were singing the song in Dutch, and we were stuck there for an hour and a half. I still have nightmares about that. I will NEVER get on that ride again, even if my life depended on it.
On a side note, my niece is a Disney employee, and she shared a few secrets with me about the "Small World" ride that I probably could have gone my entire life not knowing about and been a hell of a lot better off in my blissfully ignorant World.
Apparently, in the entire 35 years that the park's been open, they've NEVER changed the water inside that ride. The people who have to work maintenance on it have to wear waders, thick rubber gloves and masks over their noses and mouths so they don't get sick from the contaminated water.
Like I said before, Never again will I get on that ride. Never.
Posted by: Danyiel | February 06, 2006 at 01:50 PM
you should have told those nice folks waiting in line for the jungle cruise at 7pm that they'd be waiting quite a long time... doesn't it close at sundown??
Posted by: t-dawg | February 06, 2006 at 02:12 PM
Never been to Disneyland (I'm in Australia). It's so cool you got to go on the Pirates ride before they changed it, in spite of the selfish parent who brought the baby along for the ride.
Posted by: chosha | February 06, 2006 at 02:15 PM
Just so you know you are spreading a little disinformation here :)
Didn't you work for Disney at one point? ;)
The 2Fer Ticket (meaning two parks one ticket) is $59.00 for adults and $49.00 for kids ages 3 - 9.
The least expensive Annual Pass is only $119.00
It's all available on Disneyland.com :)
Posted by: whatupdog | February 06, 2006 at 02:21 PM
Man... after Danyiel posted about the "It's a Small World" water conditions I was horrified. All those years of dunking my hands over the side when I was a teenager - YUCK!!!!!!! One can only imagine what that water contains. Major EEeewww factor!!!
That aside, it was a great post Wil. I have always loved Disneyland and my first visit was at age five in 1956 (that just dated me...) It was magical then, and it still is for all the reasons you described. It is the pure joy of feeling like a child engaging in innocent fun, no matter what age you might be.
I distracted everyone in the office when I burst out laughing at your description of the baby screaming in your faces on the Pirates ride. They don't need an age limit on the ride - they need to require parents to have an IQ that registers.
Thanks so much for the stroll down memory lane...
Posted by: alicein1derland | February 06, 2006 at 02:22 PM
Wil,
everyday for a long time now I've stopped by to see and read your incredible stories. It never seems to amaze me the pictures and voices in my head that your words evoke (in a non-creepy "I'm really sane" so NOT stalkerish kinda way).
What a gift you have!
Thank you for bringing a smile to my face on an incredibly terrible, horrible, no-good, very bad day. You have no idea what memories and joy it brought to me.
Posted by: frecklebeach | February 06, 2006 at 02:40 PM
Amusement parks bring all new meaning to the acronym tl;dr... in this case the "r" stands for "ride."
Glad you had fun. I'm especially proud that Nolan yanked out a Shatner impersonation. That's freaking awesome.
Posted by: tim | February 06, 2006 at 02:50 PM
Thank you, Wil.
It's been a long time since I've been to Disneyland. You took me there today.
I live in Orlando, near Eisnerworld, but I grew up near Disneyland. I'm smiling now from my own Disneyland memories.
I think it's great that while you see many of the changes over the years as downgrades, you're still able to experience that childlike joy which Disneyland *should* inspire.
Posted by: Steve Hughes | February 06, 2006 at 02:52 PM
Thanks a lot Wil. Now I can't get that FREAKIN song out of my head. Great post !!!!
Lorraine
Posted by: Lorraine | February 06, 2006 at 03:04 PM