This is part of a two week series on Many Little Blessings where either I or my family try something that is a new experience and then reflect on it. Check out all of the new experiences.
The New Experience
This might be cheating a little bit, but this is my blog and I get to make the rules, I guess. This is not something that I did because of this series. Instead, it was something that I did four months ago. However, it was such a big deal to me and not that far in the past, I thought it was fair to add it to the list.
Despite every instinct to run the other direction, this new experience was riding the Twilight Zone Tower of Terror at Hollywood Studios in Walt Disney World.
How I Picked This New Experience
I absolutely did not pick this experience. This is called, “I was trying to be a good Mom and encourage my kid that was saying that he wanted to do something that would normally be outside of his comfort zone.”
In fact, I tried to get Eric to ride this ride with Jack, but he said, “Oh no. I’m not going on that.”
Still, when we were picking our three experiences that we were allowed to pick for being part of one of the tests for the new FastPass+ system, I changed one of our picks from Voyage of the Little Mermaid to the Tower of Terror instead.
How I Felt Prior to the New Experience
Ah, let’s see. Terrified.
Every time I thought, “Yeah, this will be a breeze. I can do this,” I would then actually think about it, and would kind of freak out. On the bus from our resort to Hollywood Studios that day, we sat near a family who had to tell us how creepy the whole experience is. The mom said that she would have been fine with the ride itself, but the whole atmosphere of the part prior to the ride freaked her out and she won’t go on it again.
Yeah, that was exactly what I needed.
I thought Jack might opt to skip out then, but he was not swayed.
The Actual Tower of Terror Experience
Eric, Noah, and Molly all declined using their FastPass+ for this ride, and said they would just wait for Jack and I to be done. Swell.
As soon as we got into the building, I took Jack’s hand. He was glad to hold it for a while. However, it wasn’t too long before he tried to let go and said, “I don’t need to hold your hand anymore.”
I leaned in and whispered, “Oh, you’re going to keep holding my hand.”
But, the funny thing was, once I stopped expecting to be scared, it turns out that I was kind of glad that we were told by that mom how creepy it was, because it didn’t live up to that creepy description for me.
Now, I did get nervous when we got on the actual ride. A large man sitting behind us and I playfully argued about which one of us was probably going to scream the loudest.
But then the ride started and after meandering through the “hotel,” we were eventually dropped in the “elevator,” and it was such a rush. Jack and I couldn’t quit laughing and talking about it afterward. It was pretty awesome. And when we saw ourselves in the picture that was taken during the ride, people all around us were screaming, and we actually just looked like we were having a good time.
We had such a good time, in fact, that right after we got off the ride and met up with the rest of the family, I had to tell Eric that I had good news and bad news for him. The good news was that it was actually an awesome ride. The bad news was that he now needed to go on it with Jack as well.
Would I Do It Again?
I would have already done it again, but I couldn’t get anyone to ride it with me again. Jack was tapped out after two times, and while Eric would have gone with me, we couldn’t leave the kids alone. When I finally decided that I would just ride it by myself another day, the line was too long and it was during Extra Magic Hours so I couldn’t get a FastPass.
It’s already on my “to ride” list for our next Disney World trip. Not bad for a ride that I flatly refused to ever ride on our previous Disney trips.
A special thanks to Jack for trying to be a little more adventurous lately. I needed the push, and the hand holding.
photo source: BestofWDW
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