Disney Journal No. 7: EPCOT!

or: Apres moi, le deluge–Louis XV

(That’ll make sense in a minute. Trust me.)

So Wednesday was the last full conference day for dad, so we headed to EPCOT (which was, not kidding, right next door to our hotel) around 3:50. A fellow Ohioan (a woman from Dayton) was our ticket taker (although they really are no “ticket takers”, anymore. It’s all electronic: you hold your card over the Mickey Mouse head and it lights up when it’s accepted, then you put your finger on a scanner so that no one else can use your ticket if you lose it. ONLY YOU. This is more helpful for multi-day passes, not so much for us, because once we were in, we weren’t using those particular tickets again. The tickets are like credit cards–plastic, about that size, with Disney characters on them.)

I wanted to see the World Showcase first, because that’s the part I was most interested in. As we came in, the UK Pavilion was to our left, so we headed there first.

Mary Poppins in the UK Pavilion

Mary Poppins in the UK Pavilion

UK Pavilion

UK Pavilion

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Rose and Crown pub

Rose and Crown pub

The one place I really wanted to go? Here.

Twinings!! AKA Jane Austen's tea.

Twinings!! AKA Jane Austen’s tea.

I love tea, especially Twinings, and I did love it before I found out it was what Jane drank (there are references in her letters to trips to Twining’s in London for tea). The store is technically called “The Tea Caddy”, but I just called it the Twinings Place. 🙂 Here I bought a tin of Coronation Tea and a cookbook called Eating Royally, which was written by Princess Diana’s former chef. He also cooked for the Queen and the rest of the royal family. (And yes, the book has Prince William and Duchess Catherine’s wedding cake in it.)

Remember the deluge part? YEah. This is where it started.

It was a true deluge. Pouring, pouring rain. Fortunately Dad had brought out Disney ponchos, so some of us was dry (not my feet. Oh, so totally, not my feet.). We tried waiting it out in The Tea Caddy but eventually decided to soldier on to France.

La Belle France

La Belle France

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Even in the rain, France is gorgeous. We decided to take shelter in their theater and watch the film Impressions de France, which was truly amazing. I’m sort of glad for the rain because otherwise I don’t know if we would have done this! I highly recommend it.

Impressions de France theater

Impressions de France theater

Le chefs de France

Le chefs de France

I loved these pillars in France

I loved these pillars in France

French fountains. C'est magnifique!

French fountains. C’est magnifique!

c'est le mieux

c’est le mieux

After the video, we continued our trek around the World Showcase. Our end point would be Mexico on the other side of the lagoon. We had dinner reservations for 6:30 at La Hacienda San Angel. From point to point, the World Showcase is a mile long, so we were definitely going to get some walking in.

Norway: A stave

Norway: A stave

Vikings!

Vikings!

Norway

Norway

Germany shops

Germany shops

Werther's shop display in Germany

Werther’s shop display in Germany

The popcorn we bought here was amazing–covered in Werther’s caramel and dark chocolate. Holy. Moly.

delicious

delicious

anything with Dopey on it, I love.

anything with Dopey on it, I love.

German glass art

German glass art

"A symbol of thy royalty" (name that movie)

“A symbol of thy royalty” (name that movie)

Germany pavilion

Germany pavilion

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Oktoberfest!

Oktoberfest!

We reached Mexico earlier than we planned, and fortunately, they took us early!

View from La Hacienda

View from La Hacienda

Love those lamps

Love those lamps

celebratory dessert

celebratory dessert

La Hacienda dining room

La Hacienda dining room

We both ordered the fish tacos, and I had a wonderful rose margarita, which came topped with actual rose petals and was rimmed in Hyacinth flavored sea salt. It was like drinking the best perfume. I loved it. Dad, not so much. (I know a took a picture….it’s hiding somewhere. I’ll try to post it at some point.) And yes, even without the button, we got a celebratory dessert, because Dad told our waitress, Fatima (from Mexico City) about our celebration. You can see that above. It’s AMAZING.

Something strange happened here–two parties were seated, one after the other, and both got up and left before they even ordered anything! And the first couple had ADR, as seen by their print out that were were carrying in the restaurant. Weirdest thing I’d ever seen. Who does that?

Fortified by dinner and a strong cocktail (well, on my part) we went back around the showcase. It had stopped raining, thankfully. (This is when I took most of my pictures.)

At Snow White's wishing well in Germany

At Snow White’s wishing well in Germany

China

China

In Italy, I bought a necklace with Venetian glass pieces.

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Fountains in Morocco

Fountains in Morocco

Bella Italia

Bella Italia

At this point, we had seen all we wanted to see and it was about 8:30ish. Our feet were not super happy with us, so we decided to head back to the hotel and be back in our room so we could see the fireworks by 9:00. We made one stop on the way out so I could buy a t-shirt for my friend Mary.

Originally bought at Bonjour Village in the Magic Kingdom, I found one at Epcot for a friend back home.

Originally bought at Bonjour Village in the Magic Kingdom, I found one at Epcot for a friend back home.

MACARONS! Oh yes, please. 

If you’re in Columbus, an excellent place for them is Pistacia Vera in German Village. Divine! Try them with some of their coffee or hot chocolate, while seated at a marble table. You’ll think you’re in Paris. 

Or, you can light this candle from B&BW.  

Spring will be here soon….spring will be here soon….

allthingseurope:

Lannion, France via

As we know, I have a slight thing for Marie Antoinette in history. So I thought this was an interesting post, as well as a cool shot of her tomb.

vivelareine:

ornamentedbeing:

Alright so someone just sent me a message asking me to explain my snark at Versailles not deserving to have Marie Antoinette’s dress.

Two years ago I went to Paris on a pilgrimage to visit Marie Antoinette. When I got there I  called over 16 places trying to figure out how to get to Saint Denis. The lady at the Louvre told me “Oh the Austrian.” I had a few choice words for her. Finally a nun at a Catholic church explained how to get there. 

My pilgrimage to Saint-Denis was a long journey to an archaic church where the Kings and Queens of the past were laid to rest and seemingly forgotten. I remember that I was upset when I first got to the crypt, I was already crying by this time and I told my mom this wasn’t right. It was so cold and dark and she was forgotten. My Mom told me that this was the greatest honor a Queen could ever receive, to be buried in this church with her ancestors. Next to her husband and near her son. Included in the history of this country forever. I can’t imagine now that she wouldn’t be here.

This is the gift I left for Marie. White is the colour of her innocence and purity.  To get the flowers to her I climbed over a barrier and laid my gift on Marie’s grave. When I went back over the rope, there was a lady waiting for me (later I found out she was in charge of the church) . The lady asked if I had gone over the barrier and put the roses on The Dauphines grave. I thought she was going to scold me so I defended myself. I told her ” I came all the way from Singapore to find Marie and when I got here no one knows who she is and I love her so much. How could you forget her?  No one even cares about her anymore but I do and I am paying my respects to her in the only way I know how and I am not sorry for honoring her.”

Bless her she just put her hand on my shoulder. She told me “I know. I think she will like them” And it was like finally someone other than my Mom understood what I was doing and I just remember crying.

I think she loved the flowers – and I’m glad you didn’t end up getting in trouble for crossing the barrier.

I agree with your mother, though, about where she is. It was the final resting place of the kings and queens, and it was where the Bourbons had their remains reburied to honor them during the Restoration. In their world, it was a highly respected place to be rested.

From what I’ve read and heard from a few French forums, the Revolution is usually taught in schools similar to say, the American Revolution. Unless you get a teacher that is willing to look at it from all sides and perspectives, you’re left with years of: “The revolutionaries were good, the British/monarchy/whatever they were rebelling against were bad.”

But, even so, there are plenty of people and places and exhibitions showing that people in France and Versailles do care about the memory of their monarchs. The restoration of her Petit Trianon, the exhibitions devoted to showing all sides of her, the books (especially recently) striving to show she wasn’t a demon or a saint, the yearly masses, the fact that people were willing to spend millions to find out whether a little withered heart belonged to her son, and when it proved to be so, place the heart there with a royal funeral mass, etc.

Once I was reading a French forum, where they were discussing the restoration of the inside of the Petit Trianon buildings. Although currently they don’t have the funds, even in the planning stages there are dilemmas because they still don’t have enough samples or plans to truly represent Marie Antoinette’s decor. They apparently have enough samples/plans showing how the Empress Eugenie decorated the inside – but that the idea of taking Marie Antoinette’s outward Trianon and using someone else’s decor inside, especially when that someone was the wife of Napoleon, was causing a stir.

Oh, and I did some digging and I am pretty sure the dress made it to Versailles! Fashion is My Muse saw the exhibition in person and mentions in her blog that it was there. I wonder if maybe you read about it being turned down from the Grand palais Marie Antoinette exhibition, since there wasn’t enough evidence to definitely prove it was her dress to include it?

(Forgive the tl;dr from a stranger, by the way, I just came across your post on the marie antoinette tag and wanted to put in my two cents!)

Because of my almost life-long obsession with The Phantom of the Opera, I love pictures of Garnier’s Opera House, where the musical takes place.

theworldwelivein:

Opéra, Paris, France
© Aprendiz de Amélie Fotografía

vivelareine:

A miniature portrait of a young Marie Antoinette from a collection in Vienna.

Unfortunately none of these miniatures came with information or dates… judging from her other portraits, I’m going to guess she’s quite young here, maybe between four and eight?