Land of Make Believe

Run for the sun
little one
you're an outlaw once again.
Time to change;
Peter Pan will be with us while he can -
In the land of make believe.




Well another early morning start and then along the 192 to the magicalist of kingdoms. The delights of the kingdom can be seen in the distance as we travel on the monorail. Arrive on time to see the super dee duper opening with the main characters arriving on the east coast 08.42 to the nauseating zippadeedooda vocals being pumped out in an Ibiza like fashion. The big M welcomes us to his park and some Sheila and Bruce from Sydney announce the park is open.
It's then on your marks, get set and elbows out as we strategically head for Splash Mountain that closes for maintenance tonight. Some fall at the first and barely make it through the gates, some are distracted by the lure of a picture with M, M, DD, P and G, some are rugby tackled and some just head for candy. We continue like the Jamaican relay team to force the pace until we are stopped by a rolling road block to control the splash/thunder mountain masses. PS Main St looked cool in its Christmas colours but was a blur with our supersonic pace.




We reach the entrance at 08.53 in bronze medal position and Dwight is there to advise that Brer Rabbit is having some technical issues this morning and the ride currently not open. Now I don't know if he had slept in but nothing short of myxomatosis would be acceptable in my books. Many groans and confusion as carefully arranged plans disintegrate into the less than magical air. We opt to get a fast pass in hope the pesky rabbit will sober up at some point in day.




Anyway contingency planning in full mode and the no brainer is to head for Thunder and introduce T3 to a decent ride. Was brill and after her initial concerns she is whooping and hands in air by turn 5. I of course grip on to the bar like grim death but at same time love the journey that is akin to tomTom taking my mountain routes rather than the nearby motorways. We loved it so much that we went on 3 times before 9.45. A 4th was beckoning but my PBJ was also threatening a re-appearance so common sense prevailed.




A trip to Haunted Manor brought a successful conclusion to the first part of day and T3 not fooled by the claim it was like Small World with some spiders!

Grim grinning ghosts come out to socialise (to my dearest T1 x)