And with that, I’ve now been to all the Disneys. Yeah, that’s right — all my friends might be getting married and starting families, but have they been to every Disney park in the world? No? Well then, I think we all know who the real winner is (what’s that? It’s them? It’s 100% them? Yeah, that sounds about right).
I’m not going to go into the same level of obsessive detail I did for Tokyo, but I do have some brief thoughts.
The Disney magic starts on the subway ride to the park. Yes, those are Mickey-shaped windows, and Mickey-shaped hand holds. Delightful.
The park was shockingly empty. There appeared to be a decent amount of people when you were walking around, but we didn’t wait longer than ten minutes or so for any rides. Some rides didn’t have a wait at all. It was amazing. Coming from the insane crowds of the Tokyo parks, this felt flat-out bizarre.
There were some great rides here, but the highlight was, without a doubt, a Haunted Mansion-esque ride called Mystic Manor. I had heard really good things about it, so my expectations were pretty high, but it still managed to blow me away. The animatronic technology was probably the best I’ve ever seen, and the ride itself was so fun, with so much personality and a really delightful amount of attention to detail. It was easily one of the best rides I’ve ever been on. We did this one twice, and I honestly regret not doing it a third or even a fourth time.