“Disney Real”…

Posted under How I See It, Wife by Mike

 

Well here I am now, officially part of the unemployed as of last Friday.  So what do you do when your newly unemployed and have way too much time on your hands? 

 

“I’m going to Disneyland.”

 

Yep, the wife and I headed out to the “Happiest Place on Earth” last Saturday.  We, along with what seemed like every middle and high school, girl scout troop, or boys club organization, were out to see what Walt had in store for us.

 

It was interesting touring around Disneyland without children in tow.  Granted ours are at the age that you don’t need leashes to keep them straying off with strangers.  We usually just point to the clock and say “when the big hand gets to the twelve and the little hand is at the five, meet us here for dinner.”  For those who don’t know, this is how you have to explain things to a teenager.

 

So, my wife and I are standing line at the “Pirates of the Caribbean” ride and enjoying the show that is “the tourists.”  I swear I have more fun just people watching than I do the rides.  Other than the crazy beforehand mentioned teenagers, the people who show up to Disneyland are a unique crowd.  Where else can you wear plastic ears and a top hat in public and it be considered normal?  Piercings and tattoos and hair color of unusual shades were the norm, and that was from some of the parents!

 

As we stand in line to await our turn to view Johnny Depp’s reincarnation(s) on this ride, a family of four stood behind us.  There was mom, dad and two kids who were about seven.  The kids were having a great time and getting really excited.  Our turn came and we all piled into the boat, with the family of four sitting right behind us. 

 

Now, being a local, I’ve ridden this ride a hundred times, I’ve seen it all and the only thrill for me anymore is the reaction of the other tourists riding it.  So the kids behind us are fascinated by all the props.  We pass the skeletons and they ask “is it real?” and their dad tells them no it’s not.  We hear this repeated throughout the ride, “is it real?” no it’s not. 

 

Finally we come to a chamber on the ride were the skeleton pirate is surrounded by thousands of gold coins.  “Are they real?” came the question we all knew was coming.  But instead the anticipated no from dad, someone on the boat chimed in with “yes, they’re real, Disney real.”  The whole boat was laughing by the time we arrived at our dock. 

 

We now have a new term to add to our vocabulary.  All things in the Magic Kingdom are now considered  “Disney Real.”