Wednesday 3 October 2012

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Things That Scare Me at Disneyland

It's October. The month where the leaves begin to fall, Canadians give thanks (mainly for somebody else raking up the leaves), and the kids get all amped up for Trick or Treating. It's also the time of year that Disneyland turns their decor over to the spooky side of things. Well, as spooky as Disneyland gets. Keeping in mind their target audience, the Halloween celebrations at Disneyland are all about atmosphere and very little about actual scaring.

That works just fine for me. At my age I prefer to limit the severe shocks to my system to the kids report cards and Lori's shopping trips. I find that I can actually relax and enjoy the Halloween events at Disneyland without worrying about something making me look like a Scaredy Cat (like that could ever happen). Just because Disney takes it easy on it's guests though, doesn't mean that there's nothing in Disneyland that scares me. On the contrary, there's quite a few things:


I'm pretty sure that no serial killer in a hockey mask could inspire as much fear in grown ups as this board does. Sadly, I don't even have any family members who qualify for the child rate anymore, so it's just a giant bill times five for our family. I really should look into moving in with one of my Southern California friends, at least long enough to get a discounted annual pass.


OK, I can handle sitting in the Mr. Toad car with her, but you'll notice that you've never seen a picture of my daughter driving on Autopia. That's because old Lead Foot over there won't slow down enough for the camera to focus. I know that Autopia is safe and that the rails keep the cars from going astray, but each time I get into the car with my daughter driving I'm convinced we're going to be the first people ever to jump the tracks and take off through Tomorrowland in an Autopia car. Which actually, would be kind of cool.


In all fairness, this ship sailed long ago. My son can now routinely decimate me at both of these rides, but for now I'm still milking the "Oh I was taking pictures" line, or "I didn't want to take targets away from you". He's not buying it, but he let's me get away with my claims because he loves me...and because he can't order things online without my credit card.


I'm not entirely sure what's going on here, but in general, grown-ups dressing in princess costumes weird me out a little. The unfortunately placed horse head isn't helping matters either.



This post is a part of Wordless Wednesday over at Focused on the Magic. If you didn't get here from there, you should really head on over and check out some of the fantastic people that hang out there on Wednesdays. Some of them probably don't even worry when their kids take the wheel at Autopia, but I'll bet none of them can beat my son at Astro Blasters.

Written by Steve Pratt