car. Then, about 6 other characters in a bus. Then.... well, nothing. That was
it, three vehicles. Perhaps not better than nothing after all. After witnessing
this stunning spectacle it was essential that we leave the Magic Kingdom or
risk being asked to leave for destroying the Christmas spirit by turning the air
blue.
We went back to the hotel for a couple of hours to wring out our
clothes, have a rest, and take a shower - evidently we were not wet enough
already.
By the time we went back to Disneyland for dinner the rain had stopped and
you could even see patches of sky between the clouds - a Christmas miracle.
We had a mediocre buffet dinner, not a patch on turkey and trimmings, and
then dashed back to the park for the evening festivities - fireworks and the live
action extravaganza Fantasia.
Main Street, the main thoroughfare in Mickey's realm and the best spot
to view the fireworks, was beautifully lit and we joined the crowds waiting for
the pyrotechnic display. Then it started to snow, fake of course, but really nice
as it lazily drifted down. The snow did not last long but was a nice 'warm up
act' for the main event.
A few minutes later and we were pushing through the sudden crush of
people leaving the park and cursing that stupid mouse and his squeaky voice.
Both evening events had been cancelled, due to the earlier weather.... now
long departed. We were left questioning why such a big organization could not
cope better with the weather, and pondered if Network Rail was perhaps
involved somewhere. We attempted to cheer ourselves up by playing arcade