Hi everyone! Lately I've been thinking back on to the trips to Disneyland that I took when I was really little, and laughing at the things that used to scare me. I'm sure we all agree how non-scary pretty much everything is at Disneyland, but little kids can get scared at the smallest things, and looking back, it can be adorable. I was wondering if you all had any cute fears to share that you or a loved one has when they were younger? As and example, I'll share a few of mine: I was terrified to go through Monstro's mouth on Storybook Land, and had to sit with my dad or refuse to go on the ride! I always had a slight fear that the monorail would tip over into the submarine lagoon Sabor in Tarzan's Treehouse was so terrifying to me that, again, I would only walk by the statue if my dad was with me. I'm sure there were others, but those are what immediately came to my mind. Any cute stories about you/yourkids/grandkids/whatever that you guys wanna share?
Personally I was never afraid at Disneyland. As a child (1964) there really was nothing very scary yet. I thought the Matterhorn was boring. My own children would run up to characters and get resentful if they were too short for a ride. The only exception being my oldest totally freaking out on BTMRR when she was 5. My grandchildren, on the other hand have been much more fearful. (Is this a reflection of modern times?) I love this particular picture series of my granddaughter as the Fairy Godmother took so much time winning her over.
That is an amazing job of makeup Disney's costuming does. You would never guess she is a 22 year old co-ed from Cal State Fullerton.
I was under the impression that the Fairy Godmother was played by an older performer, which is one of the reasons that WDW recently got rid of her on a regular basis. With other face characters like the classic princesses, one performer could easily be swapped into another role with short notice (somebody calling in sick, perhaps), since they have similar features. Like Tiana, performers for the Fairy Godmother are pretty much limited to one role, making it difficult to do logistically If they do indeed use younger performers, then I'm really impressed. In addition to the convincing and subtle makeup, the personality and warmth of the interactions I've had has always been one of those things that would be seemingly difficult for a younger person to do correctly. Perhaps they come from the same talent pool, but I'm skeptical
I don't remember ever being truly scared of anything at DL, but I certainly got butterflies in my stomach as a kid before getting on the thrill rides. We visited an amusement park near home with some regularity, which helped me become somewhat of a thrill junkie at a young age There was a memorable incident when I was pretty young (probably 5-6 years old), after lunch at the Monorail Café at the DLH. As we were waiting for the Monorail back to the park, I heard some roars coming from the Matterhorn, and tripped over my words in announcing to my family that I could hear "the bottom of the snowman". Any time my family references an abominable snowman (which is pretty infrequent), that always comes up
For some reason, I was always afraid of Star Tours when I was younger! I have loved Star Wars my entire life, but until I was about 9 years old, I would keep my head buried in my parents' lap! I still don't know what I was scared about to this day!
I get full-on, claustrophobia induced, anxiety attacks in the line for Splash Mountain. This is an embarrassing admission, considering that I'm a 57-year-old male. It always happens in that section of the queue just before the loading area. You know, that spot that is themed to look like you are underground in a rabbit burrow. The ceiling is low, the walls are close together, and there is very little air movement in there. But worst of all is the fact that as far as I can see in front of me, there are hoards of people and they aren't moving. And there are hoards of people behind me, and they aren't moving either. I find I have to concentrate on breathing slowly, and I stare at my feet. It is a huge effort to keep myself from yelling at the top of my lungs "Everybody get the hell out of my way! I can't breathe!" My palms are sweating as I type this. Funny thing is, Splash Mountain is probably my favorite attraction in the park. Go figure.