I believe those were custom arrangements too. The WDW band also has their own arrangements mostly written by one of the trumpet players if I remember correctly.
It’s probably your accent.That’s what ima saying...like a billion times
Unfortunately, and I’m scared to say this, it’s going to take their attendance, ap cancellations, and dvc inventory to get them to “wake up.”
The solution is “Responsible consumerism”....that’s what I’ve been saying for years.
Kinda a low brow excuse for you, don’t you think?
Factually correct, yes....but Disney sells sentimentality. It’s actually why we’re all here.
If they peddled in just mediocre tangible product - they’d be GM or Delta
Hear? Yes...
Care?...only when it translates to lost revenues.
I’m actually one of those weirdos that doesn’t have one at all
It’s midwestern then
I wanted you to say “from Boston...”
They have a high school, former glory days, quarterback who’s long past his expiration point pretending to “hold it down.”
It sounds like there's been about 5 people at these shows from what I've heard and seen on YouTube and facebook
That’s a great analogy
God no...upper Midwest? Helllllll no.
Nope...definitely not that...
My friends around the country say they could tell where I was from the instant I opened my mouth and uttered a word.Soviet Union?
Boston.
...once you say a word...it’s OVAAAHH
Oh my gosh I feel this on a real level. The first time we went to ohana and the poly I thought "oh my goodness this is incredible!" We were among families that looked happy, albeit sun kissed, hair still wet from their showers and fresh cologne and perfume filled the space. It felt like a real Polynesian get away. We enjoyed our cocktails while we waited and enjoyed the view over the grounds. The meal was one of the best I've had anywhere, much less at Disney. Maybe because it was a total spur of the moment trip (back when you could do that at Disney) where we went in with zero expectations. Before bloggers and vloggers and pinterest. Before EVERY SECOND had to be filled with something. Whatever it was it made us so excited to go back. It was a few years (9 to be exact) but we had this place built up so much in our heads. We'd bragged on and on to my mom about it because she's a beach freak. I thought this would be the closest to a Pacific island vacay she would get (and be totally ok with!). It was so far from the opposite. Just like you said, miserable, sweaty people, kids that just needed time and space to decompress. The food was lackluster and that's being kind. My husband had been so excited to try the lapu lapu!! He gets it and takes a refreshing loooong swig only to discover it was straight alcohol. The mixer had never been added. And it was leaking from the bottom. We would have asked for assistance but we literally could not find out waiter. Our food came out in such a rush that we couldn't ask for seconds or even ask to see the waiter. We watched him serve a table of atleast 15 on top of several other tables. We didn't even see him to pay. I've never been lucky enough to stay at poly or GF since that's where we are talking about, but I have been lucky enough to visit them and I always felt like I was the heir to an oil fortune walking in those resorts. Like I must have done something right to be there. But that's because of those touches, like the band filling the hotel with music while you shop, enjoy a cocktail, or wait for your table for dinner. When you start getting rid of those things, coupled with some rooms that, at last I saw, I just can't say that having the monorail makes it worth what they charge. I could be in the minority!! But I can shop at any resort including the values. One of my most vivid memories of my last trip is walking out after dinner, doing a little dance with my kids as we said goodbye to Disney and headed to our cabins for our last night. I just feel like this was a little more personal feeling. Sure the parking fees and ticketed events out the wahoo that cut back on park hours suck. But this, this just felt personal.
“Use your blinka”
