038 - The Happiest Butt On Earth!

[captain_slinky]

This is the story about how my exposed Butt became part of the "Walk In Walt's Footsteps" tour at Disneyland. It's not the best part of the story, but it is the on that makes for the best header line :)

The tour began at 9:15am on Saturday morning with an introduction to our Tour Guide (Mychal) who handed out headphones and listening devices so we could hear him over the crowds and play us audio clips (BRILLIANT!), and I've given you the facts regarding the folks on the tour with me (see "032 - Gay People Make Everything Better" for reference), but I didn't tell you about the tour itself!

So as we were all getting up from our tables to get started on the tour, I felt a tug at the back pocket of my jeans and thought nothing of it. grabbed my Messenger Bag, flung it over my shoulder and away we went - little did I know that the tug I felt had been my pocket catching on the chair somehow and silently ripping my jeans from the top of the pocket to the back of my knee!

Of course, I did not realize this yet... all I thought was that I must be awfully sweaty and my jeans must be awfully loose because it felt awfully breezy down there. It wasn't till we were standing at the flagpole in front of the Main Street Train Station listening to Walt's dedication speech that I realized OH MY GOD I HAVE A HUGE TEAR IN MY PANTS!!!

Lucky for me, my giant Man Purse (Messenger Bag) draped down my shoulder and over my hip in such a way that it covered 80% of the rip. And so I decided to go ahead with a three-hour walking tour of Disneyland with my butt hanging out. Jealous?

As I was doing the tour, I realized that there wasn't going to be much NEW information for a Disneyland Fanatic such as myself, but it was extremely emotional. Through the use of audio clips and group interaction, I was finding that just a casual stroll down Main Street paying attention to the windows of the second floor was bringing me to tears! It was all information that you could easily find with a quick Google Search, sure... but sharing it with a group of like-minded strangers made it extremely special :)

Even though I hadn't thought I fit in with any of the other people on the tour, I'll be darned if I didn't end up bumping into just about every single one of them later on in our vacation and having a blast talking with them! We had a connection... he were comrades! We had dined together, cried together, experienced a personal tour of The Dream Suite together... it was great :)

Comments

[tfcocs.livejournal.com]

With that tag line, part of me was expecting to read that your belt broke, you tripped on your garment, and, mercifully for your tail bone, landed cheek first in a tile of quick drying cement, with your buttocks enshrined for all to admire for generations to come.

What, it didn't happen that way? No? Well, then... ...thank goodness for the MURSE! :-)

[captain-slinky.livejournal.com]

Sorry it wasn't more epic... as a Tax on the post, I submit for you a super-rare picture of the Dream Suite Toilet. They don't allow you to take pictures up there, I had to sneak this one so *shhhhhhhhhh*!

[tfcocs.livejournal.com]

That is truly a throne! Thank you!

[aurora77]

That looks like a glorious bathroom.

[captain-slinky.livejournal.com]

This bathroom has an awe-inspiring view of the junction between Adventure Land and New Orleans Square, and is decked out in colors to match the Frontier Land theme 😀

[colloween.livejournal.com]

"And so I decided to go ahead with a three-hour walking tour of Disneyland with my butt hanging out. Jealous?"

has made my week.

[captain-slinky.livejournal.com]

And at the END of the tour, I grabbed a Dole Whip Float and sat my exposed butt down at an outside table and slowly enjoyed my treat!