Forget the Alamo
So we went to Disney World last week. Yup, the week between Christmas and New Year’s, when it’s totally packed and insane. With a not-quite-four-year-old and a fourteen-month old. I was afraid it was going to be awful, but we actually had a really good time — D adored the race cars at the "Indy Speedway," N was fascinated by the shows and gentle rides (although he fell asleep on the spinning teacups), and I was totally blown away by Mission: Space. And my in-laws bought our tickets, so I didn’t have constant heartburn over the prices for everything.
But then there was the "Hoop De Hoo" show, a vaudeville dinner theater show with a western twist. Its grand finale was an extended sketch on the Davey Crockett theme song. I watched in bemusment, mostly hoping that they’d bring out the ice cream before my boys melted down, and then they got to the Alamo. Except that in this version, Davey and his pals beat that mean Santa Anna. I started to sputter, looked around at all the smiling faces, then concluded that the only thing I could possibly say in response was "more sangria, please."
January 5th, 2005 at 11:13 am
Fell asleep on the teacups?!?
The best time to go to Disney World is in September. No one wants to pull their kids out of school right at the start of the school year. We did it a few years ago (pre-kid) and it was fantastic–didn’t have to wait in line for anything.
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