A Phoenix Burning

Fireworks Night…

Okay, so I took the girls to the fireworks, leaving Zan and Baby Boy home.  We thought getting there two hours before the parade, (three hours before the fireworks,) would give us plenty of time to shop a bit, grab some ice cream, and find a perfect location from which to view the show.  Well, as we walked into the park, we noticed that many of the curbside spots were already taken.  There was NO WAY I was going to sit on a curb for two hours waiting, especially with my six year old in tow.  So we did do a bit of shopping, and grabbed our ice cream, then headed out to locate a spot about an hour and ten minutes before parade time.  As you will already guess, there were no curbside spots…so we settled for an area against a fence, with a close-up view of the castle a bit to our left.

It turned out to be a very good spot, despite the fact that hoardes of people were walking by us, running over our toes from time to time with their strollers and wheelchairs because they were too busy looking at the castle, yelling at their children, or rushing to get out before the street was blockaded.

The girls handled the wait extremely good naturedly, until twenty minutes before the parade……….

“Mom, what would someone do if they had to go to the bathroom right now?”

“Someone would have to hold it.”

Two minutes later….

“Mom, how would someone find the bathroom in this crowd and get back here without losing their spot?”

“Someone wouldn’t.  They would leave this spot and lose it after sitting here for an hour, and someone wouldn’t be able to find a good spot again in this crowd.”

Three minutes later….


“Is someone about to pee their pants?”

Tears….”Yes…I’m sorry!!!!!”

So, after asking a kind lady sitting next to us to fend off the masses, leaving our sweatshirts as insurance of our return, the three of us huddled close together and shoved as fast as we could to the bathroom.  After nearly being trampled, and being stopped dead in a throng of frustrated people, after having words with a few extremely inconsiderate people bullying my girls, we made our way back to our sanctuary, and the nice people who held our spot, just in time for the start of the parade. 

I took about 350 photos of fireworks, most of which were blurry duds as I couldn’t use the little tripod I had bought for the occasion.  But here is a small sampling of the few that came out mediocre. 

For the record, you MUST see the Wishes Fireworks show in Magic Kingdom if you go.  But be prepared…no fireworks show thereafter will ever compare.

(And you may want to come dressed in armor—and don’t forget the port-a-potty.)


10 responses

  1. First Spectacular fireworks shots! Great story! That kind of conversation just doesn’t seem to happen with my beagle.

    April 23, 2008 at 7:05 pm

  2. Funny story! LOL That’s why I drag dh along to things like that… so I can send HIM to take the girls to the bathroom!
    You got some really great pictures. The last one is unbelievable!!! And all without a tripod!! Great job!

    April 23, 2008 at 8:59 pm

  3. Those shots are definitely worth the trip to the bathroom!

    April 24, 2008 at 12:59 am

  4. As I was on that fateful journey to the bathroom, I saw a man standing in the middle of Main Street in front of the castle, with this huge, professional looking tripod, his way expensive camera perched on top of it, and I was SOOO jealous!!!! I would give my right arm to see the photos he took. I almost got the nerve up to ask him if he was a flickr user, and what his user name was, but I was too chicken…plus I didn’t want to have to buy new shorts for my daughter. 😉
    Daily—trust me, I would’ve had Zan there if it weren’t for that tiny little thing called Baby Boy. This child goes to bed by 7:30, so I knew keeping him up until midnight would be begging for trouble.

    April 24, 2008 at 1:10 am

  5. These are definitely more than mediocre! I especially love the one with the castle lit up blue.

    April 24, 2008 at 2:24 am

  6. Awesome.

    April 24, 2008 at 2:28 am

  7. Don’t be jealous…. a great camera set-up does not always equal great pictures 😉

    April 24, 2008 at 11:22 am

  8. Impressive!! Handheld too? Man, I need your steady hands. I’ve been noticing quite a bit of shake in mine. I told my husband that it’s caused by excessive dish washing, and that I need to be excused from that for at least a few years or so. But I didn’t think he bought it.

    Funny story too, KD. Glad you were able to save the shorts. 🙂

    And I echo Michaela. It’s not the equipment that makes the photograph.

    April 24, 2008 at 12:43 pm

  9. Cute story with a nice ending 🙂 LOL!

    “Wishes” is the best, isn’t it?

    April 24, 2008 at 5:39 pm

  10. Hey, another new face! 🙂
    Welcome Sillydreamer…
    Yes, I’ve never seen anything else like it (Wishes, that is.)
    I think the choreography with the music is what does it for me. And, I forgot to mention that this is the first time I actually got to see Tinkerbell flying from the castle! I always thought it was a little light, being too far away to realize…it’s an actual PERSON flying down that zip-line!

    Yeah, when I retire, I want that job too.
    I’ll be Tinkerbell on the zip-line, then I’ll run over to the train station to scream, “Goodbye! See ya real soon!” and wave my Mickey signs for the rest of the night. 😉

    April 24, 2008 at 5:48 pm

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