A beautiful day. Dare we say that fall has begun in Central Florida?
If you lived in Adventureland, you’d be home now.
In the words of Franz Robinson…
The organ in the parlor is stuck on the Swisskapolka.
But there is a fine view of Space Mountain from here.
Perhaps more congruently, from mom and pop’s bedroom,
…the view is more of a Tiki thing.
Three crows, two hammocks. Two slept while the third kept watch, of course.
Watch over Splash Mountain, that is.
The library, which every treehouse has these days.
The organ survived the wreck intact but not, alas, the dishes…
After ascending to the top and descending back down to the bottom, have a seat and a grape.
Faces of Adventureland.
Leave us take a boat over to Bay Lake
where wilderness welcomes us.
From there, leave us hit the trail.
At the end of which are flowers.
In a window of Wilderness Mercantile, Donald says it with flowers.
Once inside the lobby, therapy is available.
Lunch at Roaring Fork. Wilderness Salad, of course.
Then on to the obligatory lobby photos.
Ancestor of Sam Eagle.
Leave us now take a bus to Disney Springs, to tour the recently reimagined
which is pretty much the same as the earlier World of Disney minus the charm and whimsy of the décor.
Although there is some covetable merchandise.
Leave us now take a bus to Disney’s Grandiose Floridian Resort and Spa, where a reservation is rarely necessary at the Café.
Negroni + Appetizer A (Shrimp Cocktail) + Appetizer B (Mushroom Soup) = Dinner.
Leave us now take the boat from the Grand Floridian back to the Magic Kingdom (with a stop at the Polynesian). On the way, this cycle’s final waxing gibbous shines on the Contemporary.
The clogging of Main Street USA as seen from the railroad station.
I have been pretty peripatetic today, so after some wandering around and a grand circle tour of Tomorrowland on the PeopleMover, (you know the drill)
[…] take the ferry back to the Transportation and Ticket Center where the automobile awaits the drive home. During the voyage, a look back at where we have been.