September 1st, 2019


The prime directive

We just tried our hand at making chocolate truffles and it looks like our experiment has failed. We think it's still salvageable, which would be good, because that would be a fair amount of chocolate gone to waste otherwise.

Anyway, let's get back to this Disneyland report. Now that we had seen all of Rabanastre (I decided Star World had too many unmet expectations after all), we figured it was time to give Smuggler's Run another go before getting to our primary mission. This time we knew what we were getting ourselves into, so we figured we ought to investigate the single rider line to see if it was any worth it. We went to the ride entrance and asked a cast member how long the single rider wait was, and she said they had no estimate for single rider. Well, that's understandable, since you never know when they're going to need single riders (they're for when there's a party that's just not quite big enough to fill a whole vehicle, and when they can't find a small enough party in the standby line to make up the difference). We felt the cast member was a little short with us, but oh well.

They told us to go through the single rider entrance, down the corridor and it was the door on the right. There were two doors on the right. So when we turned to go through one, I looked back at the cast members (there were two now) to confirm, and then they seemed extra annoyed as they said, "That one!" Sheesh, where's Slytherin info broker when you need him? He was much nicer.

The single rider line was even more labyrinthine than the other line. It may have had fewer switchbacks than the standby line, but every time you turned a corner, you could no longer see where you came from, and whenever there was a corner ahead, you couldn't see where it led, so forget about how long you'd be waiting--you couldn't even tell how long the line was. Also, you bypass the part where Ohnaka gives you the introductory spiel and miraculously climb a cement staircase into the Millennium Falcon's lounge. The other drawback to the single rider line is that you're pretty much guaranteed to get the same job every time, since they hand them out based on how got put in that vehicle first--first two people are pilots, second two are gunners, last two are engineers. It was a good thing this time, though, because Athena pointed out that it would be neat to take a selfie with an engineer credential (did I mention that's what they call the cards that tell you your job?) and brag online about how we're accredited engineers.

As is the risk with single rider line, Athena and I got split up. I went first, and when I finished (I did much better than last time--kept my side of the ship 100% repaired), and then I waited outside the exit. And waited. And waited. I was starting to get a little worried that I'd missed her, as more and more people came out of the ride and she was nowhere to be seen. Well, it just so happened that we were miraculously boarded on opposite ends of seven or eight, maybe up to twelve parties that managed to have a multiple of six when combined (including two parties of seven, right in a row, that were flanked by a party of two on either side (two plus seven plus seven plus two equals 18, a multiple of six)). She finally got on the ride when one person who had waited in the standby line ALL BY HIMSELF was followed by a party of four. But now that we have been safely reunited, we're more amused than anything else. That's just how it goes with the single rider line.

After the our teary reunion (there were no tears), our tummies told us it was definitely time to get something to eat, and so we turned our attention to our primary objective: ladybug-themed desserts. Since it was closer, we went to the Jolly Holiday first and got the ladybug macarons. Probably the best thing about Jolly Holiday macarons as opposed to regular ones is that the Jolly Holiday ones are about three times as big. And these particular macarons had one black side, one ride side decorated with ladybug spots, with strawberry cream in the middle, and they were SO GOOD! Oh my goodness, I loved them so much. Except.

The joke we have with Gaston about the Jolly Holiday is that all the food is vaguely disappointing...and it was still true (although I think someone like Gaston may not have been so disappointed by this particular treat, since he wouldn't have the same problem with it we did). Inside the circle of amazing strawberry cream on the outer edge of the macaron, it was filled with strawberry marmalade, and I know that the idea is that it was marmalade because we read it in the description on the Disney Parks Blog. So in a sense, we shouldn't have been disappointed, because we knew it was coming. But the cream threw me off, because it was so good. Anyway, the marmalade was too sour for us, and jelly has never been our favorite texture. So it was okay, but compared to the super amazing cream on the outside edge of the cookie, it just had me going, "Why?"

Oh well. We pulled out our Chromebook and got back to work, and the Dapper Dans came by and sang, and we half-listened while we worked. Played a little Wizards Unite. And then we finished a chapter of Waiting for Spring, so we went to get some ladybug cakepops. This adventure reminded us that we don't really like cakepops. We were thrown off-guard by the super good cookie dough ones they had at "not" Starbucks. Anyway, they were more than vaguely disappointing, so the winner for the day was the Mustafarian Lava Roll. But if not for that marmalade, the macarons would have won by a landslide.

Our final objective was to make it onto Soarin' Over California before they changed it back to Soarin' Around the World (today, in fact), so we headed toward California Adventure. On the way there, we noticed that the Opera House didn't seem to be advertising any movie previews, so we went inside and asked if Great Moments with Mr. Lincoln was back. It was! So we stuck around to watch it, and it's still one of my favorite things. (It's also why I was shocked to find out that in the challenge on Relative Race where they had to memorize a presidential speech, the Gettysburg Address was in the hardest bracket; I was like, "But doesn't everybody already know it? At least the first half." I, too, must learn to think outside my own paradigm.)

So that made me very happy, and then we went to California Adventure and got fastpasses for Soarin'. While we waited for our fastpasses to activate, we translated another chapter of Waiting for Spring. So we got three out of four chapters done, and then we went on Soarin' and said goodbye until next time to the amazingness of that version of the ride, and then we were tired, so we went home. The end.

Today I'm thankful for having backup chocolate in case our experimental chocolate is unsalvageable, having Kinder Joy to cheer ourselves up after our failure (we're really not that broken up about it, but Kinder Joy is awesome anyway), the super amazing strawberry cream in those macarons (the cookie part was delicious, too!), getting to go on Soarin' Over California one more time before it goes away again, and having a more solid idea of what our plans are for next weekend.