Ooo Oooo, That Smell?

This blog posting was 13 years in the making.

Sounds incredible, right? Read on.

Our first Disney trip in 1994 seems like a whirlwind at this point in time. When I think about what happened and what we learned, it reminds me of an introductory swim class. We just threw ourselves in and attempted to swim.

We did alright. I had done some research and Teresa had visited before. I knew that I wanted to ride the Haunted Mansion and Star Tours. I read both of the eminent guide books of the time: Birnbaum's and Sehlinger's. This was before the internet was so mundane.

Anyways...

We first noticed this odd smell in Pirates of the Caribbean. Hard to explain what it was. It just seemed to permeate the attraction. We didn't smell it until we were in the main part of the ride--just after you enter the battle between the ship and the fort.

I mentioned it to Teresa and she smelled it too.

It seemed to be everywhere the animatronics were: Spaceship Earth, the World of Motion, the Energy Pavilion, Journey Into the Imagination, the Great Movie Ride...

And so on.

We didn't smell it during theater shows or outdoor rides.

It wasn't until almost a year later that we figured out the smell.

We lived in an apartment that was in walking distance of a few fast food eateries. We would go on occasional walks and plan our upcoming Disney trips.

I remember walking down Mountain St., next to a bank, and getting a whiff of the smell.

I stopped.

"Do you smell that?", I asked.

Usually, that means that I have, uh, changed the quality of the air myself. Teresa must've sighed.

I told her about the smell from WDW and she stopped to check it out. Then she smelled my arm.

That was the smell!

It had been one of the first times we had gone on a long walk during the warmer and sunnier months.

Still struggling?

Heat, sun and being outside? Very pale people?

It was the sunscreen that we used.

We realized that we were smelling ourselves on those attractions. They were all indoor attractions where you were conveyed. We would smell ourselves whenever the wind blew (or was blown on us) inside one of the show buildings.

I was reminded of this smell when I went with my brother, his two kids, my youngest son and grandpa to our local street fair. When I helped strapped the kids into the dual stroller, I got a whiff of the smell.

Ahh...sweet, sweet sunscreen.

I have three other smells that take me there: Cool Waters (1997 trip), a foot spray from Bath and Body Works (2000) and citrus smells (1994 and 1997--I miss you , Horizons).

Early Disney Photo's
(for me, anyway)

In May of 1994, my wife and I made our first trip to Walt Disney World. It was my first trip and her 6th or 7th. My memories of planning the trip were simply thinking about going to Disney and reading the Official and Unofficial guides to WDW. The Sehlinger book was a little more daunting to me. I was really not familiar with anything in Orlando and relied on the guidebooks to give me all of the information. Since the Official guide had pictures, I have always had a soft spot for it and still recommend it to newbies.

My wife handled most of the arrangements for the trip. She booked it with the travel agent and kept up with most of the details. Most of that has flipped. We make the decisions together, but I handle all of the bookings and other travel related chores.

It had been a lifelong dream to visit WDW since I was about four or five. I remember that a friend came back from a family vacation to WDW and had viewmaster slides of the vacation kingdom. I remember the exact moment I saw the slide for the Haunted Mansion and thought how amazing it would be to see it. It would literally haunt me for the next 20 years. We had friends that moved to Florida (can't remember where) and my parents always regretted not taking us. Me, I'm not so sure. Without any planning, visiting WDW between 1982 and 1986 might have caused us not to enjoy the vacation and therefore, not instilled a love for the theme park.

But back to the 1994 trip. We were both sort of inexperienced and we weren't sure what to think. We stayed at the Port Orleans (when it was just Port Orleans) and we really enjoyed the food court and the sit-down restaurant (hey Andy, want some strawberries and cream?). To us, the rooms were amazing and the grounds/theming were meticulous.

Our first thing after checking in was to drive to the Magic Kingdom. We had a rental car and it was about 3:00 in the afternoon. As we were pulling out of the Port Orleans resort, the sign said "All Guest Areas" with an arrow pointing left. Well, being a guy, I knew we hadn't seen the Magic Kingdom during our drive to the resort, so it must be to the right. We drove past the security at Ft. Wilderness, under the water bridge at the Contemporary and suddenly noticed that we were behind Space Mountain. Teresa exclaimed that she had never parked behind Space Mountain before and that maybe we should turn around. We did. It only took us a few extra minutes to get there.

After parking and riding the ferry (which was recommended for the first time visitor--one of the guidebooks), we entered the Magic Kingdom. It was awe-inspiring. We were both starving and had dinner reservations for the Liberty Tree Tavern at about 5:00. So, we got popcorn and ate it while strolling down Main St. USA and into Liberty Square. I do remember being amazed and excited about finally being there. Teresa did mention how my excitement was contagious. We didn't ride anything. I wanted my very first ride to be the Haunted Mansion.

We ate at the Liberty Tree Tavern and we both agree that it was a perfect meal that has not been replicated since. We still talk about the fried cheese platter that Teresa got as an appetizer. They have changed the menu since then and each succeeding visit has paled in comparison. Our experiences at the Tavern have gone downhill.

After the meal, we walked across to the Haunted Mansion and got in line. I have to admit, the ride was phenomenal. It is still one of my favorites. Splash Mountain, the Haunted Mansion and MuppetVision 3D are the big three for me to this day.

The only other things I remember about that first day:

• getting caught in the horrible exodus from the Magic Kingdom. I know that it must have taken us a good hour to get back to the hotel,
  
• ordering pizza from the Sassagoula Express and confusing the operator by ordering a cheese pizza with cheddar cheese (and getting one with only cheddar--no mozzarella), and
• being overwhelmed and thrilled at the same time.

And if you have to ask why I posed under the Prince bathroom sign...you obviously don't know me that well.

I was inspired to write this post from a couple of other blogs that I read (i.e., devour) whenever there is a posting (in no particular order):

• All Things WDW
• Gorillas Don't Blog
  
• Stuff From the Park
• Passport to Dreams Old and New
• 2719 Hyperion

They have been sharing stories, old photo's and really cool posts about the Disney theme parks. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do. Also, I thought it would be fun to reminisce and talk about where my fascination started.