Luna accompanied us on this pilgrimage to the temple of the mouse and was instantly convinced that her last name was Romney. She thought we could get her everything...fortunately, she's only 21 months old, so an empty paper Mickey Mouse holiday cup ($5) can impress her. The 14 year old knows better...that's why she was imprisoned at home...well that and she would rather not be seen in public with anyone over 20 years old. The most mind assaulting aspect of the Downtown Disney experience has to be the World of Disney, it is basically the mother ship of every Disney store in existence. You know that Disney store in your local mall...it was birthed from this behemoth. The genius/evil jerk who designed this store should either receive an award or a slap in the face.
Fire the torpedoes!"
With its Disney Character carvings and displays it tramples all over the line between exhibit and over priced gift shop. This of course appeals to the baby..."Hello little baby, while you are looking at this carving of Eeyore, also look at this 40 dollar Winnie the Pooh doll...don't forget to scream for it!" Of course, being responsible parents we did not buy her the over priced Winnie the Pooh doll...we bought her an overpriced Mickey toy.
I can't act like children are the only ones effected by the corporate brain assault. As Luna was running through the store like a toddler version of Ewan Mcgregor in Trainspotting (Mousespotting), I passed by the Wreck it Ralph museum/display-to-reel-in-suckers, I was immediately intrigued by the giant Wreck it Ralph hands. You just slip them on and pound them together and they yell..."I'm Gonna Wreck it!" I didn't even question the fact that hands should not be talking and the toy made no sense what-so-ever, or the fact that they were just re-painted Hulk hands...I just knew that I wanted them!
After meeting our friend we also tried Beignets, they are a luscious french pastry that is quite possibly the best breakfast treat that you have ever had. Apparently Beignet is french for "Fried dough covered in powdered sugar that you would fight someone for."
Mickey commands it!"
I am not to proud to admit that I licked the sugar off of Luna's fingers. Yes it is a sad, sad place to be...but utterly delicious. Now please excuse me as I eat a Beignet and smash things with my Wreck it Ralph hands ($30).
Note: I recently learned that there are a few (3) people from Sweden who have viewed this blog....I thank you! Or...jag tackar dig!
No comments:
Post a Comment