Friday, November 6, 2009

Jack and Dina in Disney World

Jack and I are in Disney World. Tim is joining us this afternoon.

I feel so weird writing a post in the present. Lately, all my posts have been posted SEVERAL days after I've written them. But I'm actually going to post this one this morning.

Anyway, I was just going to write about a few Australia-related things that we've encountered here.

1. There's a food and wine festival at Epcot. They have a stand for Australia serving lamb, Barramundi, and Lamingtons. Jack and I shared a Lamington. It was okay. I felt it didn't have enough chocolate and coconut. But I can't really judge it in terms of authenticity. I had only two of them in Australia...not much to compare it too.

Another time, Jack had the Barramundi.  Later back in our room, we talked about which food we liked the best. Jack said he liked the Australia fish.

I said, "I think it was called Barramundi." I told him this was an Aboriginal world.

Jack said something like, Okay Ms. Australia know-it-all. Then he tried to quiz me. Who is the Premier of New South Wales? I told him it was Nathan Rees. Jack looked very proud of me.

2. We went on It's a Small World. For those who don't know, this is a ride where you travel on a boat and see very stereotyped images of various countries. They're not really offensive stereotypes, but still....it's a very simplified image of the world. I knew they had Australia, well because we've been on the ride many times. But I forgot what they had for Australia. When we got to that section, these women pointed to the Platypus and gleefully said to the toddler with them. Ducks! Look Ducks! I was tempted to correct them, but I didn't want them calling me Miss Australia know-it-all, and then demanding I tell them who the Premier of Queensland was.

I was a bit annoyed because all I saw was the platypus, a kangaroo, and some awful representations of koalas. I complained to Jack about the lack of humans. Then we turned the corner and saw one of them. It was an Aboriginal child with a boomerang and a dingo. Totally adorable. I took a photo. It's not really fair though. Australia has this tiny corner. Other countries get much more space. Mexico has this huge part in it, and they already have a whole ride dedicated to themselves in Epcot. What's the deal? Disney World better start giving more love and attention to Australia. Yeah. They also need to get their information straight about lost luggage, stop being so greedy with their ticket prices/processes, and provide more comfortable sheets and pillow cases.

3. The other day I went to the concierge desk to make dinner reservations. The woman who helped me was from Melbourne. She was lovely....adorable and sweet. Well, at least she was better than the asshole who assisted me earlier in concierge land. She asked me if I we were enjoying ourselves. I lied and said yes. I HATE lying, but felt weird blurting out. No. It's been pretty awful here and I'm regretting that we became Vacation Club members. Why the hell did you leave Australia to work at this shitty place?

And we ARE having a great time. It's just there are things about Disney that are really annoying me.

Anyway, I did say something like Are you doing okay here? And the concern in my voice was probably a bit odd. It was like I was talking to an Australian prisoner in Guantanamo Bay.

4. World Showcase in Epcot doesn't have Australia as one of their countries. And that's really sad. But fortunately, the UK section sells a few candy bars that I love. Jack and I shared a Curly Wurly, and a Turkish Delite. Well, in all honesty I don't love Turkish Delite. But we ate it because it reminds us of Australia. Jack was wearing an Australia T-shirt, and the British guy, who helped us at the counter, asked if we've been to Australia. I said yes, and asked the same of him. He said no. He reminded me of me a few years ago. He said he was dying to go to Australia, but the plane ride was too long. I agreed with him, but said since he was in America, he was a bit closer now. I was pretty much pushing this guy to go to Australia. I realized something weird about myself. I know some Australians think of the UK as the mother ship. But I see Australia as some kind of British Mecca. I feel that British people need to go to Australia...like it's their holyland or something. I really felt that this Liverpool guy NEEDED to get his ass to Australia someday. I have no such feelings about Americans going to Australia. In fact, I'm usually jealous and resentful when Americans mention going to Australia.

5. I've read two Aussie books while here. In one book I read, one of the characters reminded me so much of myself. I mean we're not exactly alike. But the girl's personality reminded me so much of myself...especially the way she related to people, and how people related to her. Reading the book was almost theraputic to me. But then this character tragically DIED. Well, at least I think she did. It was all left a bit open-ended. So that kind of sucked. Both books were beautiful, but not exactly light happy holiday reading.