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Thursday 27 July 2017
From July 19 through September 30, 2017, Annual Passholders can take advantage of a special 30% dining discount—that’s even more than their 45th Anniversary dining benefits—during the dinner meal period before 6:30 PM and after 8:30 PM at ten participating locations.
My dinner meal period is scheduled for 5:25 p.m. today at the
Toad and I are both happy to have an air-conditioned monorail car to ourselves.
The Transportation and Ticket Center is a mob scene at 1:17 p.m.
as we’re taking off.
Passing the Polynesian, we see that Mole is thrilled as always to see a monorail going by, but he probably shouldn’t stand in the middle of a roadway.
To protect alligators from touring humans, Seven Seas Lagoon is separated from the white sand beach by rocks and chains.
And here is another reason why you shouldn’t attempt to swim therein.
The Magic Kingdom is not horribly crowded today, but it is infernally hot. So my only ride this afternoon is a leisurely tour of Tomorrowland on the PeopleMover. Then I enjoy a salad at Pecos Bill’s Tall Tale Inn and Café, where I could have pre-ordered and paid using the mobile MyDisneyExperience app but to get my Annual Passholder 20% discount I have to order and pay in person at the restaurant.
Bill is doing a brisk business today, so I retreat with my food to that last of the dining areas which is rarely crowded mostly because most folks don’t realize it’s there, up a ramp and butting up against the outdoor seating area of Tortuga Tavern. Dark and cool. The first table I sit at is uncommonly high. I feel like I need a booster seat. But there is a normal table available right next to it. So no problem. But weird.
So hot here this afternoon that I decide to just proceed on over to Grandma Flo’s where I can hang out in cool comfort until the dinner bell rings.
From the Oddities in Hotel Lobby Art Department, we admire some Grand Floridian Simians:
Junior Princesses whirl til they hurl to the sophisticated keyboard stylings of Somebody at the Grand Piano.
For the first time in my life, I enter Mizner’s Lounge and take a seat with intent to drink.
A look out the window reveals that I have done so just in time to avoid this afternoon’s scheduled downpour.
Why do people put towels on their head in the rain?
Dancing in the dark,
Till the tune ends.
We’re dancing in the dark,
And it soon ends.
We’re waltzing in the wonder
Of why we’re here;
Time hurries by,
We’re here and gone.
Here’s someone’s video of the GFSO, playing other tunes.
Meanwhile, the sun comes out. But here’s why I’m in no hurry to go outside…
and Chip are floored just outside the Garden View Tea Room.
At dinner time, I am waited upon by not one but two nice ladies, Yasmin and Margie, who always come by the table in tandem. Neither of them is sporting that red “Earning My Ears” ribbon so I don’t know what’s up with that.
Anyway, I start out with a
and I dive into it before I remember to take a picture. So here you see only a part of the whole.
Delicious. This was followed by
of which I ate every bit without thinking to capture an image thereof for posterity. But each and every raviolo was yummy.
On my way out of the Grandiose Floridian, I paused to reflect on how and where bad squirrels pay their debt to society.
I have a FastPass+ for Splash Mountain now, so I return to the Magic Kingdom, where I pause briefly at Cosmic Ray’s Starlight Café to salute and admire the Sultan of Stellar Suave, Sonny Eclipse.
Over in Frontierland, at the Briar Patch, we enjoy a washday moment with a fragrant Flower.
I’m not sure I get it. You can rent his dirty clothes for five cents? Or you can rent the washing kit for five cents to do your own laundry…?
I’m happy to say I never had to iron with one of these, and that I almost never do ironing anyway.
My 50-foot plunge into the Laughing Place is satisfactually refreshing, but I’m ready to call it a night with a final look back at Chick-a-Pin Hill
and exit the park–just as the masses have clogged Main Street in anticipation of Happily Ever After. (Which I probably won’t be seeing again until after cooler weather sets in.)
I wasn’t really planning to visit Disney Springs today. The plan was to renew my Annual Pass at Guest Relations in the Magic Kingdom, then see how much heat and stupidity I could take before retreating to Port Orleans Riverside for my discounted early dinner (available 19 July through 30 September 2017 at ten participating table service restaurants) at Boatwright’s.
The scene at the Transportation and Ticket Center around 11:45 a.m. suggested that I might want to avoid the MK for a while. So I took the monorail from there to the Contemporary and as we passed the mob scene at the Magic Kingdom entrance I felt that I had made the right decision.
As I await the bus for Disney Springs I note that Space Potato is sprouting.
The atmosphere in Guest Relations at the Springs is much more relaxed, cool, and comfortable than it is at the Magic Kingdom anyway. After a short wait in a comfy armchair, I am assisted in my transaction by cast member Jeremiah who gets me all set for another year (plus one month!) of Florida-resident, monthly-payment indenture to the Mouse.
Not having had any breakfast, I am eager to eat something when my renewal is complete. D-Luxe Burger is right next door to Guest Relations and currently they offer the 45th-Anniversary Passholder Discount of 20% so lunch there seems no worse than a hole in the head although it undoubtedly is. The view from the counter where I am seated is nice, though.
The post-prandial sky is pretty but I can view it only through the sweat-and-sunscreen combo that is dripping into my eyes.
Back outside, I somehow resist the allure of chocolate in spite of Domingo‘s tempting assortment.
The real San Francisco treat. This mural also advises us on how to pronounce “Gear-ar-dellies.”
How the other half sees through the coach:
Nearby, a girl just wants to have fun. On a carousel pony.
Farther along, beyond the area now occupied by Disney PhotoPass people where Guest Relations used to be before the Great Upheaval, in retail outlets whose names now escape me, deadpan flight attendants invite me to journey where I already am.
Now the outdoor trudge to the dock for the boat to Port Orleans Riverside. On the way, a veritable flamboyance reminds us that Disney Springs is celebrating Christmas in July. Behold one flamingo of the many.
I will not be going up in a beautiful balloon today.
In the lobby of Disney’s Port Orleans Riverside Resort, formerly–and forever to me–known as Dixie Landings, a child wishes upon a star. That he or she might get it back.
Let us feel the patriotism from and the air cooling simultaneously.
And here’s why:
After an adult beverage in the River Roost lounge, it’s time to check in for that early dinner. (An oatwright is someone who makes oats, right?)
Oh, now I get it.
“Amelia’s Salad: Fresh Greens, Seasonal Ingredients, and House Vinaigrette.” (Spinach, Cherry Tomatoes, Croutons.) Actually quite refreshing. Feel free to ignore my cornbread crumbs.
I had thought I would have the Boatwright’s Jambalaya (“A New Orleans dinnertime favorite!”) but Dawn described the Lake Charles Risotto in such glowing terms that it became my selection. “Fresh Corn Risotto with Seasonal Vegetables [peas] and Seared Sustainable Seafood [blackened snapper]”. Also very generously green-garnished.
It is delicious. And as I should hope you would guess, no dessert was required.
After dinner, he offers to draw me around the property in a carriage for twenty minutes for 45 dollars. Under current meteorological and financial conditions, I decline.
From Riverside I take a bus back over to the Magic Kingdom, where I must go since I am parked in the Trial & Tribulation Center.
One’s way to the bus stop is, naturally, via Fulton’s General Store. Where it is demonstrated why you shouldn’t send some people up a ladder ever. Especially not to fool around with a stove.
Whilst aspiring to be stevedores, somebody’s nephews…
Gift shops can be dangerous places.
The trip to the MK is effected in one of those double-length accordion buses. Luckily I have a seat and for most of the time, the sun is not in my face. Snooze!
The Kingdom is still too hot and crowded to be enjoyed the way I prefer, so I limit myself to a grand circle tour of Tomorrowland on the Peoplemover. At the Cheshire Café I greet cast member Marceau and obtain my Raspberry Lemonade Slushy, which functions as my dessert, I guess.
My feet are tired but they are not crying out in pain the way they ordinarily would have been by this time, thanks to my new shoes. Wish I had gotten them a long time ago.
Meanwhile, on this date in 1936, Alpine Climbers was released.