Tomorrowland tour

Becky and the boys and I stroll from the hub towards Tomorrowland. We’re getting tired – at least we parents are – so we tell the guys that we’re up for one more attraction, as long as there isn’t much of a wait.

We approach the Laugh Floor and see that it is showing a wait time of 50 minutes. That constitutes “much of a wait” to us, so we keep walking. I’d like for Becky to see it still, but it’ll have to be another time.

On the positive side, the boys and I have been restraining ourselves from telling her much about our experience of it from last night, so now we start yapping away about all the goofiness we saw.

Our backup is our old favorite the Tomorrowland Transit Authority, which Brandon and Benjamin and I rode twice in a row on Sunday night. It's just a nice, relaxing ride that covers a lot of territory and gives a glimpse into several Tomorrowland attractions.

There’s always a great guest flow on this ride, and given that it’s not one of the newest or most thrilling, demand is low. This means we can almost always walk up the loading ramp and load with no waiting. That’s another reason this is one of our favorite rides.

There are a few other people riding today, but still no wait. Once we’re seating in our vehicle, it’s nice to be off of our feet as we’re whisked around on our tour of Tomorrowland. It’s a different experience altogether from Sunday night, though. For one, it’s daylight. Second, there’s no deejay in the courtyard below blaring Radio Disney tunes at maximum volume while a big crowd dances. Third, it’s much colder today, and we feel the effects of the cool breeze during some of our exposed straight-aways.

On the approach to Space Mountain, which is one of the faster sections of the attraction, the TTA vehicle coming towards us on the outbound track has a few teens onboard who are laughing and having a good time. One of them holds out his hand as if to high-five us as we go in the opposite direction. Okay, I’m game – I hold my right hand up and we connect with a loud smack.

It only stings a little, but it was fun.

My auto-tint eyeglasses don’t adjust to the dark fast enough for me to see much on the inside of Space Mountain. We do still yell “You’re doomed!” to the riders “blasting off,” but it’s harder for me to make out the vehicles traveling the main part of the ride.

Soon we’re accelerating back out of Space Mountain. There’s another vehicle full of guests coming our way. I hold up my hand and get a high-five from one of them. Gotta keep it going, you know.

Once our tour is over, we head down the moving sidewalk and turn back towards the hub. Brandon and Benjamin are asking for a repeat ride, but with the cold weather and long morning (following several late nights), both Becky and I are ready for a break.