February 24, 2005

MausFraude Update

Some great comments are rolling in about my impending trip to DisneyWorld.

JohnL is taunting me:

Oh man, I feel for you. I can't wait to read your take on the "magic" kingdom. Just so you can be nice and jealous, as you languish in the happy-fun-shiny-fake place, I will have just concluded yet another weekend with my boys' Cub Scout pack on the USS Lexington in Corpus Christi. The whole family's going this time (even the lady-folk).

After disembarking, we plan to head up the gulf coast to Galveston for a few days with a couple of the other Cub Scout families, and spend some fun time on the beach before driving back home.

I bet I'll have twice the fun at a quarter of the price. Neener neener. (Just kidding - I know plenty of jaded, cynical old farts like us who actually have had a good time at Disney).

Yes, I am envious. But despite his glee, I hope he feels better.

D. Carter is more sympathetic:

As the immortal Wodehouse would have put it, the Disney experience is going to take you "to another and dreadful world". My wife and I took our first-born when he was about five years old, and all I can remember is shuffling along in endless lines ("From this point your wait is approximately 45 minutes"), experiencing cookery only a few steps removed from canabilism, and scattering large amounts of cash in all directions like a Chicago ward heeler. And to top it off, our son remembers practically none of it (though the whole thing is certainly seared - SEARED - into my memory; to this day, if I hear a snatch of the tune "It's a Small, Small World", I fall to the ground and curl up in a state of catatonic shock).

Go with God.

Heh, indeed.

One thing about this bidness - it's gonna be a blogging goldmine.

Posted by Robert at February 24, 2005 01:27 PM

I've been there with kids. Good luck.

I'll never go back, so guess I'm not so sympathetic.


Posted by: firstbrokenangel at February 24, 2005 02:13 PM

Boating sedately through the inane, chirpy mannequins of the pastel-overkill "It's a Small World" ride/ordeal is like having 300 little Jimmy Carters blithering in your head. But it's for the children... On the other hand -- recalling a 1997 visit -- tossing back an ale at the English pub on the lagoon was delightful, and the belly dancer at the Moroccan restaurant was both lovely and talented. There are some good spots after all at the Kingdom of Kontrivances.

Posted by: Axel Kassel at February 24, 2005 02:55 PM
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