We survived. Four days of queuing, strategizing, fast-passing, running, waiting, laughing, eating frozen chocolate-covered bananas on sticks, getting insanely ill after a dastardly space flight simulator, and dinner reservations for 17 people (2 high chairs).
Bananas, I know.
By the second day, Louisa and I needed a different game plan. So we fast-passed the character rides and rode the steam train around the Magic Kingdom, with the old folks. Orly was kind enough to ride Dumbo with us, a second time.
Best hour of the trip.
The reward for our dedication? Sunny weather in the 80s, and a weekend in South Beach.
It's okay, we're back in freezing NYC, now.