Hey! Love the blog! But, I want your opinion on Star Tours. I'm not 100% sure what the ride is and i might go on it in a week! & Is it worth the wait?
In the original version, passengers rode in a vehicle named the “Starspeeder 3000”. Since the new attraction is set before the original film, the new ride vehicle is referred to as a “Starspeeder 1000”. The new vehicles are ‘piloted’ by an animatronic AC-38 droid, though during the show the controls are handed over to a new pilot
This version is in 3-D.
There are 6 different destinations that can be randomly visited; 2 per ride, 3 allotted for the first destination and 3 for the final destination. There are also 2 beginning scenes and 3 holograms, along with the destinations, are randomly assorted during the ride. This leaves a total of 54 combinations of ways to experience the ride, however, if lucky, all of the different elements can be seen in 3 rides. The possible destinations are:
The Death Star
I enjoyed it and thought it was worth the wait but I feel that not everyones advice for Disneyland fits everyone so I asked everyone I knew that rode the ride what they thought and they all agreed it was worth the wait although a few got motion Sickness from the 3-D so you might want to take that in to account.
When I was little (maybe 3 or 4 years old), my parents (Disney fanatics) would bring me to Disneyland at least twice a year. Every time I went, I would wear the Snow White dress my mom had made me, in hopes of meeting my idol. One day, my dad and I sat down on a park bench while my mom visited the restroom, Anyway, my dad got up to go to the drinking fountain accross the street, and when he turned around again, Snow White was sitting on the bench next to me! He stayed at a distance while we talked, and for some reason, Snow White wasn’t mobbed by a crowd. He says she talked to me for a few minutes before leaving. My dad was so upset that my mom had the camera at the time…he said it was so picturesque!
My brother went to Disnyland with his friend for his friend’s birthday. They saw Capain EO, and when one of the little, fuzzy, fury characters came on screan, my brother’s friend tried to reach out and grab it. He was surprised when he really DID grab it! But he really just grabbed the hair of the guy who was in front of him. He didn’t know untill the guy whose hair he touched turned around
In the attic for Star Trader, it is supposedly haunted. There is a white wall and on that wall, in a lighter shade of white says “Helter Skelter.” They tried to repaint many times, but it just came back. Not only that, but a worker was up there getting stuffed animals to take down to the store. She was throwing them over her shoulder. But when she turned around to take them down, what do you know! They were all stack in a neat pile, seemingly impossible without the aid of someone physically stacking them theirselves
Want absolute proof that Disneyland makes you a kid again? One of my most memorable trips there was last December. Three generations of my family went, including myself (19 at the time), my parents, my grandmother on my mother’s side, and my grandfather on my father’s side. My grandfather, 90 years old and a very charming person, has trouble walking sometimes, and so used a wheelchair through most of the trip. His favorite rides were some of the faster ones… no coasters, but he wanted to ride Indy again and again! Star Tours was another favorite. We were waiting to see Honey I Shrunk the Audience, when Grandpa mentioned something about wanting to ride Star Tours next. One of the two CMs at the entrance leaned over to my dad and asked, “He rode Star Tours?” Dad answered, “Yeah, a few times.” I had to put in, “But he *really* likes the Indiana Jones ride!” The CM looked amazed and, grinning, started telling the other CM about it as we walked over to the last doors where the handicapped entrance is. Incidentally, Grandpa wants to go back to see what all the fuss is about the new California Adventure. :)
When i was little I used to be so scared of going into Star Tours because of all the aliens and stuff, but when my mom took me to Disneyland for my 6th birthday she talked me into going on it. She also had bought this bright pink little jacket for me to wear that day. While in line when comming up to the first droid with the eyes that look like a pair of banoculars I stood on my tippy-toes to look over the railing to see it better. I stood their for about a minuite just looking and wondering if the thing would talk. Then all of a sudden the droid talked and said “hey cutie what a nice little pink jacket you have their, have a wonderful day today, ok?” I was so surprised and amazed I had a smile on my face the rest of the day. Everytime I go now I hope it will talk to me but unfortunatily it wonte. Thank you to that person who made my day and a great memorie for me to have forever. :o)
Going to Disneyland on a rainy day is the best!!! Our family had a family reunion at “The Happiest Place on Earth” about ten years ago. It was in the middle of the week and so the park closed at 7:00 p.m. We woke up that morning and realized it was raining pretty hard! We weren’t sure the trip to Disneyland was going to happen in lieu of the rain. In the end we decided to brave the elements and head on out to Anaheim.We finally got there and it was cold and blustery, but the rain had stopped. The first place we headed to, after entering Disneyland, was the snack bar right outside the “Pirates of the Carribbean” to grab some hot chocolate. After that, we decided to take advantage of the small crowd at Disneyland and head over to “Big Thunder Mountain.” The lines were so short and non-existent that you could ride “Big Thunder” and jump off the train (you were just on) and get on the exact same train! We did this over and over, and everybody was doing it too, we rode the train with the same group of people for a while. Everybody was in a good mood that day, and all the cast members were in happy moods with care free attutudes. During that memorable day our family, no kidding, went on every single ride in the park (after the day was over we all got together and figured that out). Finally, the clock hit 7:00 and the day at Disneyland was coming to an end. On our way out of the park, while we were walking down Main st, we heard the famous words, “Disneyland is now closed.” At that exact moment the “downpour” started and the rain that had avoided us all day long was once again coming down in “sheets.” It was the end to a truly memorable day at Disnelyland! I’ve been to Disneyland many times since but that was one of the funnest times I ever had there!
I hear some people (I have to admit, even myself sometimes) complain about the high prices at Disneyland, but what everyone has to remember, is a lot of that money must go behind the scenes to things the normal law-biding tourist doesn’t even see. Case and point- I was in Disneyland last weekend in line for the Matterhorn. Then out of the blue, a gentleman walked up to some kids who looked like they were playing with some merchandise that they didn’t buy. (Of course, I don’t know this for sure, but they did look pretty nervous when you’d look in their general direction, like they were looking around trying to hide what they had, yet play with it at the same time) Anyhow, the gentleman, looked like an average tourist who approached them almost like they were related. He spoke very softly and very inconspicuosly to these kids, and if it wasn’t for the fact that I was directly behind these kids in line, I would have never known it was a Disney plain clothes security guard. All I heard him say to the kids was something like, “I’m (whoever). I’m plain clothes security, here’s my ID, I need you kids to follow me.” And they did. The incredible thing was too, was when he flashed his ID, he palmed it, so no one ever knew what was going on, other than the kids involved. The entire situation was over within seconds, the kids followed a uniformed security officer, who appeared on the scene, out of line. My Dad didn’t even know what was going on, until I explained it to him. That was perhaps the most professional way of dealing with trouble-makers I’d ever seen. They didn’t make a big deal out of it, no one knew what was going on, and the plain clothes security guy fit in as a tourist PERFECTLY!! You would never know by looking at him that he was a security guard. He was dressed perfectly and the situation was handled perfectly. So while you might complain about high prices, just remember how incident free your visits to Disneyland are
Back in the early days of Disneyland, when I was about 12, I would sit with Roy Disney on the porch of the Town Hall and he would tell me stories about Disneyland and Mickey Mouse. Every time I went there, he was sitting on the porch and I would go up and talk to him. I didn’t know who he was until I was about 15, when i saw a picture of him and realized who he was. He was very nice to me and I will always remember how nice it was to talk to him.
As a child I was handicapped, I wore a trecheotomy tube for 12 years, and when I first met Roy Disney, he asked me about my health and he told me to be strong. I told him how the other kids tormented me and I had no friends and he told me that I was very pretty and that the other kids were just very jealous of me. He said that I was very lucky to have such a special condition and that made me a special person. He would always ask me about my school and how my grades were. I always got very good grades and that made him very happy. One time, he asked me where I lived. I told him I lived in San Clemente and he said it was so nice there. One time, as I was walking down Main Street, the Phantom of the Opera came out and scared the living daylights out of me and I ran over to the steps of Town Hall and found Mr. Disney laughing. He saw what happened and it made him laugh, and then I started laughing. He had a great laugh. Roy Disney made a very difficult childhood bearable just by knowing I would see him when I would go to Disneyland.
One night a friend and I wanted to be the last people to leave Disneyland. It was a 6:00 pm closing so we wouldn’t be there that late (as opposed to the Park closing at midnight and the last people leaving at 1 am or so). We decided to sit on the benches at the Main Street Train Station, a prime location for watching parades. We sat there and talked and watched the crowd slowly diminsh. When the crowd thinned out to about 20 people or so we got involved in our conversation and weren’t looking out for the other guests and security guards (they are supposed monitor guests and make sure they all leave before they give the all clear signal so clean-up crews and others can come out and begin their after-hours work). After awhile I looked around and noticed there wasn’t another soul on Main Street, not even Security. We then got a little worried and walked down to the exit. All the gates had been closed! Luckily there was someone at the gate to let us out. They asked where we were and I had answered, truthfully, that we were in plain sight on the benches at the station! We were let out, no further questions asked, but given quite a strange look!
i wanted to compliment you on your delightful blog. disneyland has been my favorite place on the planet since i was, oh, i'd say about two years old. reading the stories you have on here brings great joy to my day and i applaud you for running this blog. :)
Thank you so much! I was kinda having a bummed out day and this totally made it better!
I can’t say thank you enough but thank you thank you thank you!
When I was on Pirates in July, we approached the first drop, and this fool in the front STANDS UP!. Well, we stopped right in front of the talking skull & crossbones at the head of the drop, and I tell you, his dialog went like…
"Psssst! Avast there… it be too late to…. SIR, WILL YOU PLEASE SIT DOWN IN THE BOAT?! THE RIDE WILL NOT MOVE UNTIL EVERYONE IS SEATED!… waitin’ ta board. Sit closer…"
you get the idea. Well, the guy sits down, and just as we are inching our nose over the drop, the guy stands up again and gesters to the skull! Now, the boat lurches hard to a stop, we all groan at this moron we’re having to endure, and the skull says,
"…repel boarders. And mark my words, mateys…SECURITY WILL BE WAITING FOR YOU AT THE END OF THE RIDE. HAVE FUN!"
The heck of it was, they never did grab him; we all just got off at the end of the ride and that was that
On my last trip to DL, I went with my girlfriend (fiance) and my mom. On our last night there, we had stopped by one of the restaraunts..I cant remember if it was the mint jupep or the french market. But anyways, we had sat down to eat, and it was already dark. A young cast member who was handicapped noticed us sitting there went inside and got a lighter and lit the candles for us and offered to take our picture. I thought that was the nicest thing. He is truly what Disneyland is all about. I hope to meet him again when I go back.
This story is about me when I was about four. My family went to Disneyland about once a year. One time we were walking along and someone walking along said that Pirates of the Carribean was open (it had been closed most of the day). Anyways, as soon as I heard that I shot off running. I just kept running and it took my dad a while to catch up to me and I was just a short little kid. I don’t know how but I knew exactly which way to go. POTC is still my family’s alltime favorite ride.
There once was a boy named David Davis who was in love with me. It was his 8th grade trip to Disneyland, and my brother went along. A few months earlier, I had gone to disneyland, and made the rounds to all the lands with my two best friends since pre-school, Kristin and Charlie, and we had visited the Tarzan Treehouse. David and my little brother climbed the stairs to Tarzan’s living quarters and my brother said…”Nikki once stood in this exact spot, David!” And David, racing back down the stairs, knelt upon that spot and kissed the ground. So if you ever stood in front of the drawing of Tarzan, you’re standing where he kissed the floor!