Peter Pan's Flight

The movie, Peter Pan was a major part of my childhood. The summer was always in full swing when we would dig into my Grandparent's movie collection (Which really only included a few select films) and we could come up with Peter Pan in hand. We watched it repeatedly, then we would watch it again. There is something alluring I think to children about the ability to not grow up plus the ability to fly.

 

My Grandparents house had a staircase that criss-crossed up to their bedroom which my cousins and I would turn into a makeshift stage for our constant performances, and one of our favorites was Peter Pan. I would drop in from the upper staircase (no socks, or you would slip and fall on the hardwood floor) do a bit of stellar acting, then I would grab hold of the banister and pull myself up to make it look like I was taking off in flight. I'm not sure how many times my poor Grandparents had to sit through this show, but kudos to them for being good sports about it.

 

That being said, I am always shocked at the extensive line for this attraction. I'm not sure why the line is almost always the longest one in Fantasyland, but as an adult I have only braved the line a few times. I do love this ride, but I'm not sure how my family kept their sanity standing in this long line with my sister and I.

 

I loved this ride because of a few things; first would be the cars hanging under the track. I had honestly never seen that before and I loved the illusion of flying that it produced. Secondly, who doesn't love the scene where you fly over London all stretched out in miniature? Not only is the city amazing, but this was one of the first times I encountered black lights. I was just as fascinated with my glowing shirt or shoelaces as I was with the ride.

 

A Glimpse Behind the Magic

As you fly out of the Darling's window at the beginning of the ride, the blocks on the floor spell out "Disney'

 

Fantasyland really delivers with this ride, which is why it is a staple for most people. The simplicity of the dark rides makes them even more impressive when they can take your breath away, and soaring out through the night sky over London never fails to impress.

 

Lesson Learned;

Sometimes it doesn't take anything over the top to create a lasting memory.

 

BONUS- Peter Iron Pan. Just for fun.



Alice Makes Me Sick

The Alice in Wonderland ride has always been one of my favorites. I loved the movie a lot, and I was constantly crawling into small spaces hoping to fall down a hole and get to run around in Wonderland. The ride is another classic dark ride, so climbing into the caterpillar shaped carts and heading inside  is a meant to be just like falling down the rabbit hole.

 

The film seems to lend itself to this type of ride, with lots of mysterious imagery and figures lurking in the dark. You would think that a ride like this would have scared me silly as a kid, especially the part where you swing dangerously close to the Red Queen as she screams "OFF WITH THEIR HEADS!" But because I was such a fan of the film, this ride was easy to get me on. The only slightly unnerving part was the feeling that your caterpillar is going to run off the track at every moment, especially when you are on the leaves up high.

 

A Glimpse Behind the Magic

I never had a chance to ride this attraction before the refurbishment of Fantasyland (it happened the year I was born) But when they did, they had Kathryn Beaumont record the voice over...which makes me wonder, why did they wait until then to get the girl who actually voiced Alice in the movie to do it? AND Who was doing it before?

 

What REALLY scares me is the other Alice ride...the Mad Hatter's Tea party. Oh I hate this ride. It seems fun when you get close; the music is cheery and inviting, people are smiling as they stand in line and there are joyful screams coming from the people in the teacups...but its all a lie.

 

As someone who gets sick on spinning rides, the teacups are my most hated attraction. My brothers and cousins can get on the teacups over and over again but they are definitely not for me. I'm usually game for pretty much anything at Disney, but the Teacups are one place I put my foot down.

 

 

 

Dumbo

For such a simple ride, Dumbo the Flying Elephant certainly has a complicated history. Most of the drama happened way before my time, but I still find the process interesting.

 

The ride is very simple, you climb aboard and fly around in a circle with the ability to dictate the height of your specific elephant with a lever.

 

Originally the attraction was called "Pink Elephants on Parade"  because they thought it would be confusing to have a bunch of 'Dumbos' flying around. They fixed this issue by painting all the elephants pink and themed the ride after Dumbo's alcohol-induced visions of elephants made of bubbles. Walt was not pleased, however, and demanded they be painted grey. Walt probably had the right idea, I can't imagine many people being thrilled about flying in a hallucination.

 

The original Dumbos were built with hinged ears so that they would flap like wings as the ride went around. The effect never worked as well as they might have hoped, so the ears remained stationary until the elephants were replaced with models with stationary ears. 

 

The top of the ride has been adorned with a disco ball and a hot air balloon, topped by Timothy mouse holding a whip or the magic feather. And I would like to interject that I think Timothy is one of the best sidekicks in Disney history. He genuinely cares about Dumbo and proactively tries to make his life better. He is protective and sensitive to his life problems and does everything he can to help. I think Timothy is a much better companion than Jimminy Cricket, who kind of just lets Pinocchio do whatever he wants and interjects randomly.

 

Dumbo has been moved and painted and tweaked so many times for a ride that simply goes around in a circle. I think many people have fond memories of this attraction because it was one of the few times that you were allowed to control a vehicle as a child. You could be adventurous and go all the way up or be conservative and stay near the bottom. I honestly don't remember specifics about being on this ride as a kid, I think by this point Dumbo was a welcome change to the pace of the day and so I just enjoyed it.

 

A Glimpse Behind the Magic

When President Truman visited Disneyland he declined to ride Dumbo the Flying Elephant on the grounds that the elephant was the symbol for the republican party. Yet another reason why politics ruin all sorts of things.

 

The simplicity of this ride makes it seem too bland to really enjoy, but so many people have distinct memories of this ride because it's one of those attractions that Walt made Disneyland for; so parents and children can ride together.

 

Lesson Learned

Sometimes you have to rethink and change even simple things to make them perfect.

Mr. Toad's Wild(ly Inaccurate) Ride

It had been a long time since I had actually seen Mr. Toad, but I thought it would be a good idea to view it before talking about Mr. Toad's Wild Ride. I remembered the ride pretty well, but there were some parts of the ride that I wasn't sure matched up with the cartoon.

 

After doing so I noticed some major differences that made me wonder if the people at Disneyland had watched the film in a while either. I haven't read the book, where maybe they had drawn more inspiration from, but it seems to me like they should have gone more off the film.

 

Quick Synopsis: Mr. Toad, the proud owner of 'Toad Hall' is addicted to adrenaline and every new fad that comes around. He is so obsessed with each new "mania" that he has nearly run himself into financial ruin. His friends try to convince him to calm it down a bit, but spurred on by his horse friend, Cyril, he becomes obsessed with a new fad, a motorcar. His friends lock him away to try and keep him from being foolish, but he escapes and is later arrested for stealing a car. He claims he traded Toad Hall for the car, but the bar tender "Winky" says that instead Toad was trying to pawn a stolen car off on him.

A while later, Cyril helps Toad escape from jail, and after nearly drowning they find out that Winky is behind a whole plot to take Toad Hall so they sneak in and steal back the deed.

 

So anyone who has ridden this ride might be confused after hearing the plot of this short film, but for everyone else let me point out some inconsistencies.

 

1) The whole concept of the ride. At no point in the film does Toad actually drive the car like a madman through the town. At the beginning he is in a carriage with his horse friend Cyril causing a ruckus, but we never even actually see him driving the car. The whole ride is supposed to be you in the car with Toad crashing though walls and speeding though the town.

 

2) The 'Train Incident'. In the film, Toad commandeers a train as part of his prison escape ultimately jumping off into a river. In the ride, you seem to be running down the train tracks and are hit head on by an oncoming locomotive. The effect is very well done with the sound and the lights, I'm just not sure that it's a necessary part of the ride.

 

3) Hell. Possibly the most shocking part of the ride, after you are hit by the train (naturally a fatal event) you die. Not only do you die, but in a little commentary on Toad's lifestyle, you go to hell. Complete with hot air, fire and little winged demons, this seems very out of place for a Disney ride. Who came up with this idea? Nowhere in the film does Toad die, and he certainly never goes to hell.

 

As a kid this ride didn't really make sense to me, now I can see why. I had seen the cartoon, but this ride has almost nothing to do with it. Granted I was a bit oblivious as a child, but I could at least tell that this wasn't what I thought it would be about.

 

Lesson Learned:

I'm all for artistic expression, but try to keep it in the ballpark.

I Got No Strings On Me

We had no real order to our rides in Fantasyland, it mostly depended on which lines were the shortest, so I'm not doing these posts in order.

 

As far as Fantasyland is concerned, I really enjoyed Pinocchio. It is a classic dark ride that opened after the Fantasyland refurbishment. Much like the movie, its full of dark imagery and tense situations and a giant man-eating whale. Now why would a little scaredy cat kid like me enjoy this ride? Let me give you a little back story to explain..

 

My older sister tortured me for most of my childhood. She delighted in seeing how she could make me almost throw up (a stunt that resulted in us not being allowed to brush our teeth at the same time) finding new ways to scare me (convincing me she had died and that she was a ghost) or giving me bloody noses or kicking out baby teeth. There were multiple times when I would get kicked in the nose on a road trip which would result in me crying while I was passed tissues and told not to bleed on the upholstery.

 

I liked Pinocchio because for whatever reason it didn't scare me, but it did scare my sister. I would get to smile while we stood in line and watch her fret over this ride. She really seemed to hate the part when you encounter Stromboli and he locks you in a cage. It was one of the few times in my life that I felt more brave than my sister.

 

To be honest, Pinocchio is a terrifying movie and ride. The only semi-cheery parts were the 'There Are No Strings On Me' song (Which is still sad because the people are laughing at him and he doesn't even realize it) and the end when *Spoiler Alert* he turns into a real boy. The rest of this story is dark and disturbing! I still hate the part when they go to Pleasure Island and turn into donkeys. Then poor Geppetto goes out looking for him and get swallowed by a whale...where exactly did he think Pinocchio went? He honestly thought rowing around in the ocean was a good place to look for a lost puppet?

 

I loved the end of the ride when you see the Blue Fairy looking in on Pinocchio as he turns into a real boy before she vanishes, its a great effect.

 

A Glimpse Behind the Magic

The Blue Fairy uses the same tricks used in the Haunted Mansion, which is to say that the Blue Fairy is never actually in the room and only appears with carefully placed glass and lights.

 

I would smugly march onto this ride and secretly chuckle as my sister moped. I would climb off the ride and cheerfully suggest that we should go again. If my luck was in order that day we would walk back around and get back in line and I'd get to gloat for at least a few more minutes.

 

Puppet Me

 

Donkey Puppet Me

               



I'm a real boy!

 

Lesson Learned;

Everyone has fears and phobias, but when it's your sibling it's your job to make fun of them.

 

Thunder Mountain

I'm sure some of you thought I forgot about Thunder Mountain.

 

No I didn't.

 

For some reason this was always included in Fantasyland for me. I know it's NOT part of Fantasyland, but there you have it.

 

This ride was kind of like a starter coaster for me, for some reason I was never scared of this one. Maybe it was because you couldn't really see the whole ride, or maybe it was the cheery train sounds, or maybe by this point I was just so tired of fighting it that I just shut my mouth and got on. Whatever the reason Big Thunder Mountain Railroad was always easy to get me on. My only concern was during the safety spiel, when a man would drawl in a prospector voice to hold on to your hats and glasses. Why this was a major concern was that I was always afraid that my glasses would fly off and I would get in trouble.

 

Having lived in Utah, the landscape portrayed on this ride wasn't really anything new to me, not to mention that I would be in the back seat of a car with my sister for ten hours driving through the desert to my Grandparent's house just before the Disneyland trip. I've grown to appreciate the beauty of the wide open space a bit more now, but there was nothing worse than seeing nothing out the window for hours and hours as a kid.

 

A Glimpse Behind the Magic

Thunder Mountain was actually constructed over what used to be a much more calm ride through the same kinds of vistas. Some of the elements from this leisurely ride still exist;

 

1) On the first lift, if you look to the left there are pools of water that have colored ripples on the surface, once part of Rainbow Caverns

 

2) Obviously a lot of the rock formations were just reused.

 

3) Many of the animals are still used, as a matter of fact, in some of the small lakes around this ride you can still catch a glimpse of the fish that jump out of the water.

 

The story for this ride was always lost on me, I never really got it. Apparently the idea was that a small mining town grew overnight after the discovery of gold, but it has become a ghost town after an earthquake and you the guest are boarding an old mining train which is now running on it's own. It seems like such a chipper ride, the back story doesn't seem to have much of an impact on the atmosphere. I think that maybe to get the nostalgia of it you might have had to know about the area before Thunder Mountain was built.

 

Lesson Learned;

You don't have to know EVERYTHING about what you are doing to just sit back and enjoy it.

Costumed Creepers

Now that we are in Fantasyland I feel it's an appropriate to mention my overwhelming fear of the costumed characters that walk around Disney, lurking in every corner, lying in wait to accost unsuspecting visitors.

 

Let me clarify; I like people. I'm usually very nice to people I'm meeting for the first time, if not just a bit shy about it. As long as people are friendly I'm all for having a conversation.

 

 

BUT THESE PEOPLE AREN'T PEOPLE AND THEY CAN'T TALK

 

When I was younger my mother told me about a friend who worked for Disney and the caliber of people that are sometimes sweating nearly to death inside these things and it totally shattered any fascination I might have had for them. My dad actually played Smokey the Bear a few times in parades and I thought that was pretty neat, but the idea of a highly intoxicated person staggering around Disney incognito disturbed me.

 

I have slowly grown into the kind of person who doesn't like when people cannot be themselves with me, this includes the face characters (People dressed as human characters not in the mascot get up) There is something unsettling about a person who has to perpetually take on the persona of someone else.

 

All of these phobias came together one year when I was in Disney's California Adventure.

I was walking towards the Tower of Terror when I spotted The Queen of Hearts interacting with some other guests. I had made a small wager with a friend at work to see who could get the most pictures of/with costumed characters. I had refused to actually be anywhere near them, but I could still take pictures of them. I pulled out my camera and snapped a pic then looked down to return my camera to my pocket. In the thirty seconds it took for me to stow my camera in my cargo pants pocket the Queen swooped across the road and got uncomfortably close to me. It was like a scene from a horror film when I looked up and her huge plastic face filled my entire field of vision. I'm glad my gut reaction wasn't to just punch her, him, whatever, I instead just gasped and froze. I don't remember much more of the interaction (if there was any) until the Queen waddled away.

 

I've made it a point to avoid any possible contact with anything that remotely resembles a furry anthropomorphic animal. Imagine my dismay when both of my brothers were chosen to be the mascot for their high school. I still have recurring nightmares about being mauled by a disturbingly happy husky dog.

 



 

Lesson Learned;

Costumed Characters are scary. If you ever see me running at Disney, this is why.

Fantasyland or Bust

Now we move on into Fantasyland, the second area my family would move into during our day at Disney. We would make it a point to walk back to the central hub and walk through the castle which is always a magical experience. Lets get ready for fun and fairy dust in Fantasyland!

The Country Bears Turn to Pooh

There were some things I could always count on as a kid, I would always be hungry roughly 45 minutes after not eating enough at dinner, math would always be my worst subject in school, I would always be too afraid to go straight down the hill on my roller blades instead of weaving back and forth into neighbors yards and every summer I would get to enjoy the Country Bear Jamboree Vacation Hoedown.

 

Then, the year I graduated, the year I became an official 'adult' they closed the jamboree.

 

I enjoy live theater a lot, but the Country Bears were a step above that. What is more fun than a bunch of jovial singing bears?! For those of you who never got to see this show, or choose to pass it up, you are missing out.

 

 

We meet our host, Henry, who is revealed from behind a red velvet curtain after a short intro by three mounted heads (A deer, a buffalo and a moose). Mom liked to point out that the deer's name was Max, my Grandpa's name. Henry is kind of the glue that holds the show together as the rest of the cast seems to be slightly out of their minds most of the time.

 

Like I said, my main memories come from the Vacation Hoedown, which was not the standard show for the bears. Every year over the summer months the entire show was altered with new costumes and songs for the vacation holidays, as well as during the winter. In true Disney fashion they would do massive changes with complex costumes and re-programming the bears to sing new songs.

 

Instead of his top hat and tie, Henry was dressed in a camp t-shirt (still fits, kinda) and a park ranger hat. He and the Bear Skin Rugs, the house band, would sing about how much bears love the outdoors and it kind of became their anthem for a minute. Then they had a range of acts including a mountain climbing Elvis bear, a snorkeling bear with an octopus girlfriend, a bear vacation slide show and three singing lady bears in bikinis. All the lyrics were all changed to bear-themed things and there is plenty of corny jokes and sight gags.

 

Two parts of the show always made me smile,

 

1) The 'Ghost Riders in the Sky' sung by the Bear Skin Rugs. Its one of those foot-stomping, clap along kind of songs. Plus, little Oscar, the bear who sits on the front of the stage with his bottom lip sticking out and his teddy bear gets his only line, well kind of, he just says "Uh-huh"

 

2) Teddi Barra coming down from the ceiling. During the Vacation Hoedown she was dressed in a yellow rain slicker and sang 'Singing in the Rain' after descending from a giant flower. I think she fascinated me because she balanced on a tiny swing overhead and I was amazed at how they got her to move so much.

 

 

It was a chance to sit down and relax and watch the bears put on a great show, usually after being traumatized by Splash Mountain. You could hum the songs for the rest of the day, or at least until you got on 'It's a Small World'. I was so sad when I got back to Disneyland and Pooh had taken over the space.

 

A Glimpse Behind the Magic

Disney is very good at paying homage to attractions they change or remove, and the bears do get a wink during the Pooh ride, in one room if you look behind you, you can see Max, Buff and Melvin, the buffalo, moose and deer from the Jamboree.

 

Not only was this show very entertaining, but it also showed me that I could enjoy different genres of music. Despite living in the south, I was more or less discouraged from listening to country music, so for a while the bears were my only country performer I could reference.

 

I had a neat experience with the bears again however, when I made my first trip to Disney World, where the show is still alive and kicking.  It was late in the evening before I got a chance to go, and none of my fellow park goers were too keen to see the show so I went alone. It was a magical moment for me to sit in a nearly empty theater and see the gang all together again, singing new songs (for me at least). It was like sitting down with a group of friends you haven't seen in years.

 

Lesson Learned

Sooner or later you have to grow up, but that doesn't mean you have to forget the little things that made you who you are.

 

 



Splashing Down

Me in Splash Mountain with the gospel chicken!

I think I have established that I was not an adventurous child. I have never broken a bone or been rushed to an emergency room for any kind of injury because I'm just not a risk taker. Until I was about eight or nine, Splash Mountain was a risk I was just not willing to take. Being a rather small child, Splash Mountain looked HUGE looming over me every time we walked by. Mom would kind of urge me to go on it, but eventually I would bury my face in her hip and say that this wasn't the year for Splash Mountain.

 

I'm not sure what came over me that year, maybe it was hot enough or my sister teased me enough or because my Uncle agreed to take me on it, but I finally consented. I could practically feel my knees knocking together as we stood in line, my stomach tied in knots. The only thing worse than waiting in a long line, is waiting in a long line for something you are not sure you want to do.

 

We finally got to the loading point and I experienced for the first time what I still constantly experience; they put the smallest one up front. WHY?! I was obviously terrified, why would they put the trembling tiny kid in the front? Even now I frown when they motion me to get in the front of the log, I'm not sure why they think I'm so thrilled to get wet.

 

So we take off, every bump and click making me jump, for some reason I'm positive they are trying to trick me and drop me down the big hill without warning. The first part of the ride is outside, the sun shinning, cheery music playing as you glide easily along. What I didn't realize is there is more than one drop in this ride. They drop you a few times down smaller hills, like this is fun. I don't think I've ever been so afraid to let go of the sides of the log.

 

Inside the mountain, Splash Mountain does what Disney does best; lulls you into a false sense of security. They are singing chipper songs as you float past, B'er fox, B'er Bear and B'er Rabbit interacting with each other.

 

A Glimpse Behind the Magic

All the characters in Splash Mountain were harvested from a ride that resided in Tomorrow Land called "America Sings" which closed in 1988. (Besides the main characters) It was in the rotating theater where you would sit down to hear the critters sing songs from different eras before you would turn to a new stage. The cost of Splash Mountain was escalating so they pulled the happy crew out and transplanted them.

 

 Oh yeah, just relaxing

 

Oops, stuck?

Ha ha, oh that bear.

 

I had almost forgotten what this ride was at this point. The animals were all so happy and we  had rolled down a few hills that weren't too bad, it was actually kind of fun. I might have smiled a few times even. And then...

 

 

Oh dear. I gripped the sides of the log with a death grip as we clicked up the hill. You reach the top and see the certain doom that awaits you.

 

PS- That is not my hand..and this is the Florida Splash Mountain.

 

I have never heard of anyone actually falling out at this point in the ride, but at the time I was sure I was about to be blown out of the log like a leaf. I didn't see anything on the way down through my clenched eyes and gritted teeth. The drop seemed to last forever! When we finally hit the bottom I don't even remember if I got wet or not, I was just so relieved to be alive! As I slowly stopped hyperventilating we drifted into my favorite part of the ride, the showboat scene.

 

I love the gospel singing chickens!!

 

We weren't usually fond of buying on-ride pictures in my family, but when they caught a glimpse of my utterly terrified face they had to rush off and get it right away. I'm not sure where that picture is today (lost during a move no doubt) but it hung in my room for years after that. I was some kind of proud of myself for getting on that ride.

 

 

Lesson Learned;

Sometimes all it takes is the right circumstances for you to feel brave enough to try something you never thought you would.

 

 

 



The Happier Happy Mansion

The Haunted Mansion Holiday through the trees.

So one would think that after my traumatic childhood interactions with the Haunted Mansion that I would have a developed a hatred for it, quite the contrary, it had become one of my favorite attractions. My more "mature" self learned to enjoy the change in atmosphere it brought to your day at Disney. So when I went back one year in October I was a bit disturbed to see that they had changed it to a "Nightmare Before Christmas" ride for the season.

 

Now I do have to say that I enjoy the movie. It's fun to think of Tim Burton working at Disney, like a dark, brooding creature surrounded by pastels and singing rodents, hunched over a drawing board to write this story out. The songs are very catchy and what else can you even listen to around Halloween time besides this soundtrack and 'Thriller'? I also found the only person I feel like I can believably dress up as for Halloween, Jack. This is probably the only time my extreme skinniness would come in handy, when dressing up as a skeleton in a suit. If I wasn't so utterly terrified of costumed characters I would try and get a closer look at Jack when he is walking around the park.

 

Jack and I as roommates..

 

At first I figured they would have just draped some black fabric around the mansion and shoved some random characters waving at you as you went past, but I was pleasantly surprised when almost every aspect of the ride was altered in some way. The outside of the attraction is decked out in Halloween/Christmas decor with pumpkins (all hand-carved) all over the property, Jack's garbage can sleigh perched on the roof, the countdown clock spinning wildly over the door and the scarecrow keeping guard on the front lawn.

 

 

I especially love the stretching room. In place of the usual portraits there are stained glass art that shatter as the room begins to stretch. They have done a new arrangement of 'Grim Grinning Ghosts' and boisterously play part of the tune as Jack's giant head appears above you. (I sing this short part almost constantly in anticipation whenever I know I get to go on this ride.)

 

A Glimpse Behind the Magic

The original portraits in the stretching room are actually still there, under the stained glass replacements. The creators where told they are so difficult to get set correctly that they needed to leave them where they were.

 

The whole attraction takes on a brighter, more neon/glow in the dark type of style, with characters from the film lurking all over. Every year they even have a haunted gingerbread house that is displayed on the ballroom table which is completely real! I love the smell of gingerbread in that room for the holidays.

 

The graveyard scene has been changed into a snowy Christma-ween party with the jovial music and singing pumpkins. Jack and Zero stand in place of the graveyard caretaker and his dog and welcome you to the fun. This figure is very impressive, I'm not sure how tall he is, but he is very imposing. I can see why people would be terrified to walk into their living rooms and find this guy putting presents under your tree.

 

Then they finally bring my favorite character into the ride;

 

 

Oogie Claws!! I like that even though he and Jack have had their differences, that he allows Oogie to finish off the ride, passing out gifts/tricks. Ive always been drawn to this character, I love his over-the-top personality and his neat design. In a movie full of creatures who are mischievous but generally good natured, Oogie Boogie is a real bad guy. He was going to kill Santa Clause for goodness sake. I think Disney needs to make more Oogie merchandise! There is Jack and Sally all over, but no Oogie? What gives? I really want an Oogie pin to wear around.

 

 

I love my cool Jack pins, but give Oogie some love Disney!

 

 

 

Lesson Learned;

Doing something different isn't a bad thing as long as you commit and make it the best that you can.

 

 

 

 



The Pirate's Life Isn't for Me

 

I can remember climbing into the back of my step father's truck, pretending it was a pirate ship and singing the song from Pirates of the Caribbean. (Or at least what I thought were the words, that song has some complex lyrics) I would tie a rock to the end of a rope and huck it overboard as my anchor and hold up an old towel as my sail. I'm sure my neighbors thought I needed to be committed.

 

One reason I had such an affinity for this ride is because of the first few minutes you are on the boat. You are loaded in and you shove off into the dark of a bayou, the clinking of silverware and smell of food wafting over from the Blue Bayou Restaurant. (which I still have never eaten at) This is one of the most peaceful moments for me in Disneyland. It is basically silent, aside from the sound of the water and the distant strumming on a banjo, (which I have always wanted to learn how to play, but everyone laughs and calls me a hick when I bring it up) Its basically pitch black except for the random flashing from neon bugs in the trees and hovering over the water. When we first moved to Georgia we were all outside on a muggy summer evening when my mother gasped at the sight of 'lightning bugs' or fireflies. "I always thought Disney made them up!"

 

You are lulled into this false sense of security by the easy drift past abandoned boats and a cast reject from "Deliverance" as you glide under a brick arch and are greeted by the talking skull mounted on the wall ahead. He speaks in a voice just above a whisper as he urges you to hold on (with both hands if you please) before the rushing sound of water alerts you to the eminent drop, or drops as it were. 

A quick cartoon of the drops


 

A Glimpse Behind the Magic

The reason for the two drops is to move you to the main show building, which requires you to pass under the railroad tracks. I originally thought they did it just to freak me out.

 

My favorite part of the ride (aside from the beginning) has always been the first few scenes, with the skeletons and the haunting sound of the music being played. There are quite a few rumors about the first few rooms;

 

1. In the bar room scene, the busty redhead depicted behind the bar is actually the same one that you will see later in the auction scene, after years of living the pirate life. I'm not sure I believe this one, but it makes it fun to look for.

 

2. The skull mounted on the headboard of the bed (with the skeleton looking through the magnifying glass) is either an actual human skull or a exact replica of one supposedly left to Disney by a zealous fan. I have a hard time believing this one as well, because if they were willing to mount real people's skulls in here, they would be swamped with them, mine included.

 

3. The Aztec chest from the first 'Pirates' movie is one of the last things you will see in these scenes. This one is true as confirmed by a special feature on the DVD.

 

Yeah, I have a piece of Aztec Gold.

 

 

They have added in a lot of new special effects to add to the experience since I was a kid, plus some Johnny Depps sprinkled about, but the good ones have stayed put. During the battle scene with cannon fire overhead I ALWAYS manage to get splashed. I don't get drenched, just splashed by one of the cannonballs hitting the water. I have always liked the Mayor getting dunked in the well and for some reason I have strange vivid memories about two other random pirates. The first is the one sitting on a bridge that you sail under, I always remember being repulsed by how dirty his feet were, and yet wanting to reach up and touch them; he also had a handkerchief between his toes when I was younger, but apparently too many other people had the urge to reach up and couldn't resist it. The second is the pirate with one foot on a boat and the other on land, for some reason I was always stressed that he was going to fall.

 

I also have to take a moment to also comment on something that I thought I was weird for loving; the smell of Pirates of the Caribbean. There is a musty, wet smell that I LOVE. I'm not sure if it's just the water, or if the smell just permeates the entire attraction, but I love stepping in the doors and taking a deep breath.

 

I know I would be a lousy pirate. I'm not terribly fond of being on boats for long periods of time, I like wearing clean clothes, I don't play the accordion (maybe if I played the banjo?) my facial hair grows in patchy and mostly as a goatee, my glasses would make seeing in the rain difficult, I'm very skinny so I get cold easily, I look terrible in hats and I'm not a big fan of being rude or violent for no real reason.

 

All that said; I would make an AWESOME Disney pirate! If you are ever lucky enough to be riding this ride with me, I'll show you the dance I'd want my pirate figure to do. On the off chance that Disney doesn't randomly select me to be added to the group of pirates, I guess I could be satisfied with my skull mounted somewhere instead.

 

Lesson Learned;

I could only be a good pirate in robot form...or the back of a truck.

Swiss-Tarzan Tree House

I LOVE the movie 'The Swiss Family Robinson'. I've already mentioned how much I enjoy jungles and such, so the concept of people actually setting up house and living there is just about the coolest thing ever. I made several attempts at making tree houses when I was younger, none of which were very impressive, but the things this family made where amazing.

 

The movie is based on the book by Johann David Wyss, and what I found fun about the script was that a group listed the things they would want in an island adventure movie, then turned it over to the screen writer. The water system that supplies the ice box and rooms with water was always one of my favorite parts of their tree, and the staircase that was manipulated by the ships wheel. Sure the movie has it's corny parts, but I think the overall effect is an exciting adventure with an interesting family. If you haven't seen it, I highly recommend it.



A quick doodle of my brothers and I during the race depicted in the movie.

 

 While I LIKED Tarzan as a movie, I was definitely sad when they altered the Swiss Family Tree house in Disneyland to make room for the Tarzan motif. The general ambiance is still there, but there is something jolting about walking through the Swiss Family Robinson's house and running into stuff like this;

 

 Sabor, the jaguar that killed both Tarzan's parents and the child of a gorilla family

 

Jane Porter, doodling. (I love her line; "And Daddy, they took my boot!")

Baby Tarzan and his adopted mother, Kala

The wild man himself.

 

Like I said, no beef with Tarzan, but I LOVED the Robinsons. This was one of the first times I remember being really effected by an attraction changing/closing, something that many Disney parks lovers have had to learn to deal with. I just wish enough people would have shown this film to their kids so we could have kept it the way it was.

 

A Glimpse Behind the Scenes

When you walk past the room with the music playing on an old gramophone, you can hear the Swiss Polka playing, its like Mother Robinson is haunting the tree house!

 

To be fair, the Swiss Family Robinson still have residences in every other Disney park, but I still feel the need to point grumpily at Tarzan as I walk past.

 

Lesson Learned;

It's important to appreciate things all the time, you never know when it might be gone.

Sugar Rushing

Who hasn't drawn themselves as a Sugar Rush character from Wreck It Ralph? They are super cute, and so I've drawn myself several times...

 



The Temple of the Forbidden Eye

I'm pretty sure this is the first comic in Marabic...

 

I remember watching Indiana Jones (not understanding much) at a young age, and the imagery and atmosphere struck such a deep cord with me. I think the overall tone heavily influenced the movies I made in my backyard for most of my life.  There was the ever alluring draw of the jungle settings, rotting stone temples, deep forgotten histories and so forth; which of course is something that I find deeply intriguing.

 

So the first time I walked out of the Jungle Cruise and saw the newly opened 'Indiana Jones and the Temple of the Forbidden Eye' I was immediately fascinated. The concept was wonderful, The Temple of Mara has been discovered, offering one of three possible amazing treasures to those brave enough to enter; Visions of the future, Earthly riches, or Eternal youth. There is one condition however, you must not look at the eyes of the god Mara or face your doom. So many have vanished inside the temple that Indiana Jones was called in, but now even he has dissappeared. Guests travel into the Temple of the Forbidden Eye in search of treaures and Indy as well. 

 

 I even love standing in the line.

Outside the temple there are bamboo walls and snake-shaped pillars, plus the excitement of glancing up the line to the dark door leading into the crumbling structure with greenery sprouting up all over the decrepit stone. When it first opened one could spend a lot of time out here, which only added to the growing anticipation.

 

 

Inside the temple is phenomenal!!! My young mind latched onto this aesthetic so fiercely that I still have dreams of decorating my basement in the same style. The soft sound of drums echoing through the darkened passageways, lit only by flickering torches or crudely wired mining lights that gutter and brown out as low rumblings can be heard from ahead. Carefully stepping around the diamond shaped stones in the floor and eyeing the spikes poking out of the holes in the ceiling and floor. The walls are scrolled with messages in "Marabic", a forgotten language Imagineers created just for this attraction. When it first opened they would hand out cards that would help you decifer the writing.  The grand atrium with its murals covering the crown of the room, vines snaking their way down through gaps and cracks, before entering the darkened room with a clicking projector revealing more of the story.

 

 

A Glimpse Behind the Magic:

The area the temple is built on was originally the Eyore parking lot. If you have a moment to pause in the projection room, apparently you can ask a cast member to shine their flashlight on the blue sign that still resides in the dark corners of the room. I haven't seen it myself, I'm usually too shy to ask the frazzled looking cast member.

 

Of course my mind was working overtime at this point and I seem to forget I'm at Disneyland and I stare at the video wide eyed as we are warned not to gaze into the eyes of Mara.. I legitimately panicked because I wasn't quite sure where the statue was that I wasn't allowed to look at. What if I looked by accident? There was no time for clarification however as we were loaded into the waiting jeeps.

 

The car turns a corner and we are presented with three doors. This is one of the more tense moments for me, even now, because to this day I have never been granted visions of the future. Not once. I think Mara is holding out on me. Eternal youth? Sure. Earthly Riches? Ok. But not one peek into the future. Even when I'm the one behind the wheel, I can never seem to get it to turn that way.

 

So either the door to riches or youth open up and you pull ahead, the thunderous voice of Mara announces what gift you are about to recieve.

 

A Glimpse Behind the Magic:

Did you know there is actually only one room? The doors are all on a moving wall that shifts to make it appear as though you are getting a different gift. The room beyond is changed by sound and different lighting.

 

You are pretty much unable to avoid looking into the eyes of Mara in this space, unless you close your eyes (which I did as a child) and where is the fun in that? As you approach the huge carved face, his eyes begin to smoke and he apparently takes back your gift and instead sends you to 'THE GATES OF DOOOOOOM!" (Read that in a booming voice.)

 

The car speeds ahead, lightning shooting through the walls around you as you see Indy himself struggling to hold "THE GATES OF DOOOOOOM" closed. He sends you ahead and as you crest a small hill you see Mara again, however this time half of his face has broken away to reveal a skull-like visage, his one hollow eye full of flames. It's a thrilling moment as the music changes to a gothic choir.

 

You weave your way through darkened passageways, dodging bugs and skeletons (Fun Fact: One of the skeletons is wearing a pair of Mickey Ears, the name 'Bones' embroidered on it. Bones, by complete coincidence, is also the nickname that I was given by a group of friends.) Then you finally get to the rikety bridge that spans a lake of lava and as you speed across, avoiding the fires started by the beam of light emmitted from Mara's eye, Indy says something about snakes.

 

I can remember sitting next to my sister as we noticed the huge snake up ahead. Over all the sounds of fire and hissing I can hear her say; "If that snake comes after me I'm going to freak out." Now, she tortured me constantly when we were younger, so I found great joy in her shrieking and ducking as the snake lunged at her.

 

There are more twists and turns and dangers until you come to a stop under Indy hanging from a rope. The low rumbling sound heralds the approach of the huge boulder from the first Indy movie. As it rolls into view, your car backs up a bit before speeding ahead and down a sudden drop, narrowly avoiding being crushed.

 

A Glimpse Behind the Magic:

Did you know that your car does not actually back up? Apparently having a ride vehicle go in reverse can cause some problems, so instead they just move the whole room around you. The tunnel itself moves forward, giving the illusion of backing up.

 

This ride is still the highlight of my Disney trips, regardless of the length of the line. It is the perfect marriage of technology and story telling. As far as I'm concerned, it's the perfect ride.

 

Lesson Learned;

I am not supposed to see visions of the future...and I'm bitter about that.