released 25 May 1935
released 25 May 1932
Dippy Dawg, later to be known as Goofy, makes his debut.
I’m in Windtraders. So is this a kite or what?
Just looking while I wait to be notified that my Mobile Order is ready at Satu’li Canteen…
…where they’re working on a group order.
Ah! Here is my Shrimp tossed in a Chili-Garlic Sauce served with my choice of Base (Hearty Salad) and Sauce (Black Bean Vinaigrette). Down-washable with a Refreshing Balance of Tropical Juices blended with Powerade® Melon, aka a Pandoran Sunrise.
Digestion begins during a stroll from Pandora to Africa. Our first glimpse of the village of Harambe:
Visit the “Smile” Studio and see what develops.
But should they?
Luckily, these two have found their niche and seem to be quite comfortable there.
This is what we’re currently celebrating more than anything else at Disney’s Animal Kingdom.
The famous rhinos of a different color.
There are whole new Malimwengu at this guest house…
…where your clothes will be dry in no time.
I think I’ll have mine over easy with a cup o’ kahawa.
The Joy of Missing Out, the herbal way.
Now on to Asia. Along the path thereto, the iconically obligatory shot.
If I knew what this is, I would tell you.
So things are looking
No phony arts, please.
Where do sugary soft drinks come from? The storks bring them.
So, anyway, the premiere part of this visit is the opening night of the freshly revamped Rivers of Light. Which involves, among other things, an expanded name, i.e., Rivers of Light: We Are One.
Performances this evening are at 9 pm and 10 pm. I have a FastPass+ for the second show. I get in line at 9:20 and as soon as the nine o’clock crowd clears the amphitheater, we are admitted for our circa 20-minute wait on unyielding, backless benches. Oh, the agony!
So for seventeen ironical minutes we are treated to pretty lights, music, and dancing waters in what is, for sexagenarians anyway, serious discomfort.
This show didn’t make a whole lot of sense back when it actually featured live performers (the version I preferred)… Now the takeaway is that it’s all about animals and that’s about all. Except for lots and lots of Lion King, naturally. (“Live-action” remake coming July 19th.)
I didn’t take pictures or video tonight; I’ll be back to do that some other night. There’s all kinds of video of it on YouTube already. But here is a shot of spectators outside the amphitheater ogling the nine-o’clock edition:
Dorothea Holt Redmond, 18 May 1910 – 27 February 2009
“An illustrator and production designer who worked with Walt Disney to design a private apartment in Disneyland’s New Orleans Square, Redmond broke ground in 1938 as the first woman to invade the “heretofore exclusively male field” of motion-picture production design (at David O. Selznick‘s studio). She also worked closely with Alfred Hitchcock on such features as Rear Window and The Man Who Knew Too Much. In 1964, she joined what is now known as Walt Disney Imagineering and helped envision elements of Disneyland. She also designed Fantasyland at Disney World, as well as portions of Main Street and the mosaic murals in the archway of Cinderella Castle.” —D23
We begin at the Epcot Flower & Garden & Bone Festival.
Demonstrating the internationally recognized gesture for “I don’t know either.”
On the road to World Showcase.
Where the nephews are ready to rake.
Bear in mind that Canada is for the birds.
At the International Gateway, Bonjour, les français!
Leave us now set sail for Disney’s Hollywood Studios.
Along the way, surfin’ swan rides the crest o’ the wave.
“When other Friendships have been forgot, ours will still be hot!”
Approaching the Swolphin.
Disney’s Hollywood ConstructionLand ho!
Security bag check currently takes place under the canopy of what will one day become the loading and unloading zone of the parking lot tram.
Our first stop once within the park is just off Hollywood Boulevard: the restroom, above which looms:
Over on Grand Avenue, ducks relax at the very edge of the Galaxy.
A world of Muppetry awaits.
In the fountain down there, other rats have gone fishin’. Instead of just a-wishin’.
Rizzo isn’t particularly fussy about his pizza, IMHO, but he is concerned with tidiness.
Some of you may remember typewriters.
Abe Moskowitz, Tailor. Suits made to order. One flight up.
Glad I’m wearing this T…
Thus a visit to MuppetVision 3D’s World Headquarters is next.
A display of tremendous tap-dancing talent with an added cultural component.
“Hit it, Rusty!”
“Top o’ the egg, Ma, top o’ the egg!”
The actual purpose of this visit is to enjoy two appetizers at the Grand Floridian Café.
…and, of course, some ornithological observation.
Tall trees and missed watercraft.
Ah, well. Another is along shortly. After a pointless stop at the Polynesian, it’s on to the Magic Kingdom, where one bird’s wing tip is another bird’s perch.
We aren’t going to stop celebrating Mickey’s birthday any time soon.
If you need something in which to carry around that emergency slice of pizza, Disney has your solution.
Whenever the PeopleMover is moving, we people will be moved.
When the freeway is a parking lot. We’ve all been there.
“You’re in for a real treat,” says the narrator.
“Oh, right around the turn of the century. And believe me, things couldn’t be any better than they are today.”
I’ve made some progress of my own. I never do this any more. (I’m retired; I don’t have to.)
“Ooh-la-la! So that’s Little Egypt doing the hoochie-koochie, eh Dad?”
“(Squawk) She keeps that thing going all day long. (Squawk) Progress! (Squawk. Whistle).”
“Papa! All these people! I’m… I’m indecent!”
Yeah, yeah… I’ve been to Niagara Falls too, ya know.
“I’m so glad we installed an electric light fixture here on the porch, because it’s just too darn hot to be sewing inside.”
Grandpa’s gonna rocket tonight.
Patricia: “If my new boyfriend Theodore sees me in this, it’ll scare him away!”
Father: “Well, dear, if that happens, you’ll always have that torch you can carry for him.”
Father: “Uncle Orville’s taken over the coolest spot in the house, of course, and he’s rigged up a real clever contraption. He calls it ‘air cooling.’ Hmph. Too bad he’s not reading the help wanted ads.”
Uncle Orville: “No privacy at all around this place!”
“I just heard a new term today on the radio. Fella says we’ve got something now called the ‘rat race.’ Did you ever hear that one? Sure describes my life.”
“Give him a left, you big lug!”
Apparently the moon is full and the wolfbane is blooming tonight…
Shake it but don’t break it, Patricia!
“We’re remodeling our basement as something called a ‘rumpus room.’ And we’re looking forward to a few rumpuses, I tell you—as long as they don’t get out of hand.” (And a snood is the appropriate headgear for hanging wallpaper.)
Grandpa’s gonna tie one on this Christmas.
Virtually victorious Grandma: “Man, what a game! I really smoked those guys. Looks like I’m resident flying ace now.”
“Hey everybody, I’m done programming our new voice activation system.”
OVEN: “Bake Mode complete. Enjoy your meal.”
PATRICIA: “Anyone for pizza?”
SARAH: “Oh, another Christmas turkey ruined.”
As one tours the restrooms that have magically become the queue for Peter Pan’s Flight, we enjoy the works of art…
Everything above was experienced before the official start of tonight’s V.I.Passholder event. Last time I attended one of these at the Magic Kingdom, the Seven Dwarfs Mine Train went down while I was in the queue for it and stayed down for the rest of the night. Harrumph.
This time I queued up and in spite of several dubious slow-downs, it was up and running and I was able to ride after about 20 minutes or so in the queue. Hooray!
After a few other rides, I obeyed my barking dogs and monorailed my way back to the Trial and Tribulation Center about half an hour before the event shut down.
All four WDW parks are undergoing major recombobulation of parking lot-to-entrance and security clearance procedures. Currently the tram at the Magic Kingdom drops you off before you go under the overpass. It feels like you’re transgressing to perambulate through here:
But that’s how we do it, for now.
I wonder what it’s for…
premiered 25 March 1964
We visit the Animal Kingdom today in observance of Asia’s twentieth anniversary.
But before Asia is The Oasis. And a duck.
and a duck and a swan…
and a Reeves (Reeves’ / Reeves’s) Muntjac…
and a Babirusa, baby!
Upon arrival in Asia, even though there are “fresh sips inside” and we are invited to “please sit,” we prefer to avoid the allure of sugary carbonation.
The Komodo Dragon is the first denizen of the Maharajah Jungle Trek that one encounters. The temperature at this point is a mere 66ºF/18.89ºC, but the rock upon which this lovely lady reclines is heated for her cold-blooded comfort.
Moving along into, as they say, another part of the forest, we admire fading artwork on the crumbling walls of a Maharajah’s crumbling palace compound…
The following is artistic. Because it’s tilted.
Someone always leaves a cart in a no-cart-parking zone.
Uh Oh. Could this mean there might be a tiger up ahead?
My favorite part of the Trek is the aviary. Look up and behold why we always wear a hat.
If I knew the names of these birds I would tell you.
Pigeon, Victoria Crowned. On the ground…
…and perched above.
Definitely not under glass:
Just at the aviary exit, an incubation station.