After all the times I’d walked through Pandora and past the rides, it was finally time to wait in line. Paige and I spent 3.5 hours in line waiting for a virtual trip around Pandora on Flight of Passage.
During the time we could’ve watched a movie. Maybe even Avatar, which I still haven’t seen. We also could’ve filmed a movie or written a novel. Instead we bonded with the family behind us over the self inflicted trauma. We didn’t ask each other’s names, but we did play Heads Up and discover they’d also done a lot of travelling.
We finally made it onto the ride. Disney outdid themselves with their technology. The sensation of flying on a breathing banshee is like no other. It’s an experience I may have appreciated a little more if I’d spent slightly less time in the line.
After waiting for exactly three million years to ride Flight of Passage we decided it would be a good idea to wait in another line. This time we waited just one hour! In everyday life that might be a long time, but in Disney life that’s pretty speedy.
In this line I found my new occupation.
Near us in the line a little girl was in tears because she was scared of rides with unknown parts. I reassured her that she would be completely fine, forgetting all the parts in the dark, and going backwards. Whoops. Hope she wasn’t too traumatised.
We made the most of the Memory Maker included in my park ticket.
Paige and I moved on from Animal Kingdom to Epcot for the Candlelight Processional. We strolled past the Christmas decorations.
Then we discovered our next line. We waited for entry into an outdoor theatre filled with... trees. I’m pretty sure it’s Epcot’s highest concentration of trees, and it’s right where people need to see. Makes sense.
We could’ve paid $70 each for the Candlelight Processional dinner package, which would’ve allowed us earlier entry and a seat in front of the trees... or maybe not.
Aside from a fabulous view of trees we were also treated to the story of Christmas by a celebrity narrator. This afternoon’s storyteller was the legen... wait for it... dary, triple named, triple threat, Neil Patrick Harris.
I swear he looked straight at us. I can only assume he didn’t wave because he was too star struck by Paige and I. I’m pretty sure he reads this blog. Hi Neil!
Interspersed throughout the most epic birth story were Christmas carols sung by a heavenly, harmonious choir.
Next Hollywood Studios was on the agenda. We met up with Lexi and a few other pals. Of course we managed to find another line.
In our next line a little boy offered us all popcorn, but you know the whole thing about strangers and food, so we let the small child keep his snack.
We made it through the line to catch up with some old friends.
Buzz only had eyes for Lexi.
It was the end of the day so I guess I can forgive Woody for his eyes not lining up with the camera.
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