day three - where dreams come true.

we started the day out with the park people of disney telling me i was not rebecca roberts because my fingerprint didn't match up from the day before.

another morning of lack-of-coffee anguish and we discovered...A STARBUCKS DISGUISED AS A DISNEY BAKERY.
oh happy day.
i got my usual and was so pleased with the turn of events.

we then proceeded to take photos with merida who had the perfect scottish accent.
then photos with tinkerbell who was had the perfect attitude.

we then took photos with mickey.
a big deal to be sure.
but weird because he could talk and the mask moved and the mickey voice came out?

we spent an hour in line waiting for pics with anna and elsa.
i suppose it was worth it but an hour is a long time to wait for anything.
but WORTH IT.
we got into the room and the guy in charge of leading people asked my father if he remembered him from earlier in the day.
and my dad was like "uh yaaaaa...of course"
and the guy was like "from where?"
and my dad was like "uuuhhhhh i didn't think there'd be a test??"
(apparently he'd been doing pics with tink earlier.)

unfortunately waiting for an hour in line made us miss our last opportunity to meet peter pan.
the saddest turn of events.
but by a subsequent chance happening...we witnessed the end of a parade performance from the side of the castle and he saw us and waved as he was exiting the stage.
only to trip, fall on his face, stand up sheepishly, and continue walking offstage waving at us.
so.
second best to meeting him, i suppose.

we took a ride on a water roller coaster which stopped mid ride several times and i felt quite nervous.
a feeling, however, matched twofold when the "it's a small world" ride stopped mid way through and i thought i'd get stuck inside the most obnoxious nightmare of the world for the rest of my life.

upon discovering michelle was turning 13, i was then asked by a crew member if i was the older or younger sister.
they literally thought i was not only younger than michelle, but younger than 13.
13!!!
(for those of you unaware...i am very much 20)

have i mentioned how there are demon massive birds that apparently roam the street of disney for fun?
like.
what the heck?!
unacceptable.

we ended the day waited upon by a man who looked just like chang from "community" in a colonial style restaurant.
questionable.

and i'm currently sitting on the sidewalk waiting for the parade with a bunch of foreigners because apparently when school starts back up, a day at disney is a day surrounded by about a million different accents, languages, and cultures.
and i am not complaining one bit.
they are the loveliest people.