Every adult who likes visiting Disney parks has had this conversation.
Coworker (C): “When’s your next long vacation?”
Me: “I’m going to Disney World in January for the marathon. I’m really excited.”
C: “Didn’t you already run that?”
C: “Do you really want to go back there? Again? Already? Weren’t you just there?”
Me: “Yes, yes, yes, and no.”
C: *Look of total and utter confusion.* “But it’s Disney World…”
My coworkers have no idea I’m going two times before marathon weekend or that I went in June or that I had intense pangs of jealousy that I wasn’t in Disneyland this past weekend so naturally there’s no point in telling them all the exciting news about my Tower of Terror trip like… Magic Bands!
Right now, certain hotels are offering the magic band service since I think it’s technically still in testing so you may or may not get it for your reservation. At Art of Animation, all the rooms are now magic banded so I signed up for mine and got a customized red one! And they shipped! This morning!
The thing about the magic bands is that I really hate the My Disney Experience website. Sure, they could make the technological marvel that is anamatronic Abe Lincoln but a basic website that everyone else has mastered that loads in a reasonable amount of time and actually functions… At Disney, it’s still 1993. Long story short, they couldn’t link my annual pass to it so I now have two accounts that are not connected to each other and I can only log in to one of them. “Can’t you just cancel one and I can put my reservation with the other one?” “No.” “Are you serious?” “Yes.”
In other parcel carrying news, the lights for my tower of terror costume also arrived! But I don’t have any batteries so I can’t test them. The tutus for everything are more or less done, one red for Sebastian, one blue for Flounder, and one pink and purple for the Cheshire cat. I live in a world covered in tulle. I got coordinating tank tops at Old Navy and plan on ordering some yellow and red leggings, as well.