Vala
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- Jan 22, 2008
Day 8 part 4: Aladdin
Five and Dime are just starting a show when I head over.
I watch a couple of minutes, but then I have to head over to Hyperion.
And there I luck out: front row and pretty much center.
So.... picture spam!
In one scene Aladdin runs off, prompting Genie to shout "Let it go Al!" followed by "that carpet never bothered me anyway!" when Carpet gives chase. You got to love improv.
Talk to the left hand cause you ain't right!
Expecto Patronum!
March Hare isn't the only one good at camera spotting.
Now that is another thing I am really going to miss. *sniffles* They have one more showing today... maybe I should just line up again.
I quickly run over to Bug's Land because of course the close by restrooms have the line from hell. That turns out to be my saving grace cause the Hyperion area is very wonky with phone reception, and in Bug's Land my cell starts buzzing like there's no tomorrow.
Does the hotel burn, is Chris Evans in the park...?
No, something completely different. The PTDs at Soda Fountain flipped, and one pin in the set is Toddler Charlotte from Princess and the Frog, which was a pin I was really dying to have. Oh crap. And of course the rental car places are closed now.
Aaron is endlessly sweet - he's currently getting dinner with his wife, but he tells me to go back to the hotel and wait, he'll pick me up.
I'm pretty sure I set a new record for getting out of DCA and crossing the Esplanade. And in addition I royally scare Andrea when I run in the room to drop off things. PTD flips mean waits of 2 hours plus, partly in a back alley. I'm not that crazy, I am leaving behind whatever I can leave behind.
Aaron shows up and we race to Hollywood. He drops me off to save our spot while he parks the car.
And then we wait. And wait some more. Getting increasingly antsy cause one of those rules I lost track of is they will stop selling at 10 PM. After that the next 75 people in line get a voucher and still get to buy. Everyone else: "Come back the next morning!" Yes, I am serious. There's so many kids running around that it is impossible to determine how close to the cut off we are.
When the clock strikes 10 PM we made it back on actual Hollywood Boulevard. Everyone around us claims it's a good sign. I hope they're right. I will never forgive myself if Aaron missed out on the pin cause he came to pick me up!
Voucher handout. Numbers 48 and 49. Oh saints be praised.
Half an hour later we have pins and ice cream and are on our way back.
It's almost midnight when Aaron drops me off at the hotel. At least we can sleep in a little tomorrow... Ariel's Grotto breakfast isn't that early.
The valet guy in the parking lot spots me juggling ice cream, grins and tells me: "You realize we got a Coldstone Creamery in front." Yes as a matter of fact I do - and their ice cream is really good - but last time I checked they did not have pins.
Five and Dime are just starting a show when I head over.
I watch a couple of minutes, but then I have to head over to Hyperion.
And there I luck out: front row and pretty much center.
So.... picture spam!
In one scene Aladdin runs off, prompting Genie to shout "Let it go Al!" followed by "that carpet never bothered me anyway!" when Carpet gives chase. You got to love improv.
Talk to the left hand cause you ain't right!
Expecto Patronum!
March Hare isn't the only one good at camera spotting.
Now that is another thing I am really going to miss. *sniffles* They have one more showing today... maybe I should just line up again.
I quickly run over to Bug's Land because of course the close by restrooms have the line from hell. That turns out to be my saving grace cause the Hyperion area is very wonky with phone reception, and in Bug's Land my cell starts buzzing like there's no tomorrow.
Does the hotel burn, is Chris Evans in the park...?
No, something completely different. The PTDs at Soda Fountain flipped, and one pin in the set is Toddler Charlotte from Princess and the Frog, which was a pin I was really dying to have. Oh crap. And of course the rental car places are closed now.
Aaron is endlessly sweet - he's currently getting dinner with his wife, but he tells me to go back to the hotel and wait, he'll pick me up.
I'm pretty sure I set a new record for getting out of DCA and crossing the Esplanade. And in addition I royally scare Andrea when I run in the room to drop off things. PTD flips mean waits of 2 hours plus, partly in a back alley. I'm not that crazy, I am leaving behind whatever I can leave behind.
Aaron shows up and we race to Hollywood. He drops me off to save our spot while he parks the car.
And then we wait. And wait some more. Getting increasingly antsy cause one of those rules I lost track of is they will stop selling at 10 PM. After that the next 75 people in line get a voucher and still get to buy. Everyone else: "Come back the next morning!" Yes, I am serious. There's so many kids running around that it is impossible to determine how close to the cut off we are.
When the clock strikes 10 PM we made it back on actual Hollywood Boulevard. Everyone around us claims it's a good sign. I hope they're right. I will never forgive myself if Aaron missed out on the pin cause he came to pick me up!
Voucher handout. Numbers 48 and 49. Oh saints be praised.
Half an hour later we have pins and ice cream and are on our way back.
It's almost midnight when Aaron drops me off at the hotel. At least we can sleep in a little tomorrow... Ariel's Grotto breakfast isn't that early.
The valet guy in the parking lot spots me juggling ice cream, grins and tells me: "You realize we got a Coldstone Creamery in front." Yes as a matter of fact I do - and their ice cream is really good - but last time I checked they did not have pins.