Disneyland Dream Suite Tour: Part 1

A fantastic opportunity came up for me that I just couldn't pass up.

Thanks to a Facebook repost from Cariann Higginbotham of a Disney Parks Blog entry, which allowed me to enter my name for a drawing to be one of 25 people on a number of different days to be able to go to Disneyland, and take a tour inside the Disneyland Dream Suite located above Pirates of the Caribbean in New Orleans Square.

What is it?

If you've been to Disneyland, you've seen it, even if you didn't know where it was, or what it was all about. That green balcony located above the Pirates of the Caribbean entrance, with the bread bowl walk-up window beneath it? That's it.

When Walt Disney was building Disneyland, he constructed for himself and his family, a little apartment above the firehouse that he could stay in. The appointments weren't lavish, but they sufficed. The apartment isn't very big either - it didn't need to be.

As the park grew, as did his kids, and his desires to bring them in to visit the park, so did his vision for creating a visit that they would never forget. He envisioned this apartment as a way to allow them to visit, yet still have that at home feel.

At some point in its history, what was the apartment, became the Disney Gallery. I recall visiting it once, and was fascinated by it then, even though what it was had been completely disfigured. Bathrooms turned into offices, and bedrooms became sales shelves. When the gallery closed, I was slightly saddened by not being able to visit it again, and pick out the pieces that had remained untouched, and still retained that vintage feel of it being Walt's guest apartment.

Not too long after that, Disneyland revealed that they had this Dream Suite. Not a place you could arrange to stay if you had the money to do so, but as a way to surprise their guests with something truly special. They would venture out into the park, and select a guest at random (one Imagineer said, for example, they would pick the third guest in line for Peter Pan at 11:36 in the morning, for example) and offer the room to them for the night. During their stay, guests were treated like royalty, and the staff would do anything they could within reason to make their visit memorable. Quite often, it was something lavish, given to a faimly that happened to be having a string of bad luck, or have been going through some tough times. Truly a gift, and something positive, the memories of which they will cherish forever. But never something they could buy.

This, I think was a fantastic program offered by Disneyland, and one of the reasons I am such a fan of the park.

So.. a chance to come see what's inside the Dream Suite? Sign me up!

I'm going to apologize in advance for some of the photos - They're from my cell phone, as that was all I had access to on short notice. Also, the videos aren't of the greatest quality, and in fact, one of them switches from portrait to landscape mid-action, so I am sorry. That said, I hope that you enjoy the tour.

Granted access.

As if in some secret club, we were instructed to wait outside the main gate, near Guest Services at 9:30. I was one of the first ones there, and as the park began to open, you could tell that a couple of stragglers seemed to be there for the same discrete rendezvous as you. I kind of felt like I was in a secret club with a secret handshake or something. We were greeted by Disneyland staff at 9:30, who checked us in, and distributed a one-day, one-park ticket (that we were instructed we could not keep if we had an annual pass), and we reconvened inside the gate right at 10:00. As unceremoniously as being walked to the Principal's office, we filed through the park to the base of Tarzan's tree house, and were allowed behind the chains secured by the Pirate's entrance bridge.

Little-known fact - there is an elevator tucked back in the corner there between the tree house, and the queue for Pirates. If you've ever been in that line when it is really busy, I'm sure you saw it, but you may not have known what it was, or where it leads. I've known it was there for some time, but have suspected it to be for access to Club 33. While you can enter Club 33 through the Dream Suite, they have their own elevator, but I have heard that their elevator is not ADA compliant, so those guests requiring as such would probably need to use this elevator instead of the fancy one in the foyer of 33. 

Just a hint of the opulence that awaits, the ceiling of the elevator is beautifully crafted wood. The rest of the elevator is pretty standard fare - it has buttons. But it's a nice elevator.

Crossing the walkway from the elevator to the Dream Suite entrance, the exterior matches the Pirates motif presented as New Orleans Square from the outside. I know the exterior walls to be original, even if they were redecorated at some point, but it kind of just looks like an entry way to a house in New Orleans, with a slightly fancier porch light. As we walked into the entry hallway, the Imagineer giving the tour stated that what we are about to see was meant to have the Disney touch, without being "Disney". I've always maintained that what makes Disneyland feel different from every other theme park, is that everywhere you look is filled with minuscule touches that collaborate to completely submerge you into a theme. Yeah, there's lots to nitpick with in many of their more recent ventures, and there's issues with many things here and there, but there's always that high attention to detail to make you feel like you are really somewhere else.

We were greeted by one of the Imagineers that worked on making the Dream Suite what it is today, and these prints of the original water color concept paintings for what the interior of the apartment was going to look like.

The main sitting room painting looked like it would be a wonderful place to sit and relax after a long day at the park. I have to be honest, if I ever got a chance to stay there, I would spend all of my time in the suite - I've been to the park a hundred times. This year. But being able to spend time in this suite is really something special - it's like an invite to 33; you don't say no, and you soak in as much as you can while it lasts. If you want a hint of the feel of this space, arrive at the park early in the morning, and go to the Main Street Station and ask to ride in the Lilly Belle - the last remaining enclosed car - and feel what it is like to get that "Disney, but not Disney" attention to detail that exists throughout everything I was now able to see.

I was unable to identify all of the rooms from the paintings as we worked our way through the tour, but that's probably because the entire thing has been redone since they closed the gallery. We were told that they managed to start with a completely blank canvas as far as the floorplan goes - they removed all of the interior walls, and built it up from scratch.

Another thing you will see a lot of photos of is light fixtures. I'm kind of like the author of Daveland blog in that respect - I love light fixtures. There are so many ways to attach a light to a wall, and I really like it when it's not boring. All of the lighting fixtures throughout the suite were exquisitely detailed, and made to match the rest of the decor. Many of them had a slight Victorian feel to them, but all of them had enough details in them to be able to sit and stare at them with wonder and fascination for at least a couple of minutes.

Other touches, like the furnishings were really impressive. Clearly, you come to a place like this, and you expect there to be some nice furniture, but the beauty of the pieces that were placed throughout the suite is something that even photos don't do justice. Decorations were well chosen, and could even be argued to have ties to Disney films, like these Dalmation statues on the lower shelf of the hutch in the entry hallway. Very "Disney but not Disney".

Rather than boring, straight walls, there were raised pillars that broke up the walls a bit, and framed areas of interest. Highly detailed, and painted white with accents of forest green and what I could only imagine to be gold leaf made even these columns a work of art in their own right.

One of the watercolor paintings had what looked like a pirate climbing up over the balcony railing, joked Joe, the Imagineer giving us the tour. And it really did look like it. I'm not sure if that was intended by the artist or not, but that is really what it looked like.

A cut-crystal candy dish sat on the entry hall hutch. Looks like that one that your grandmother used to have on her coffee table. It was somehow special, but not extravagant. The hutch was full of carved-wood details that look like it must have taken ages to make. I'm sure that the furniture here has a story all its own, but for most of the pieces, they just blend into the scenery, and contribute to that level of detail that transports you to another place entirely. This isn't Anaheim, outside of Los Angeles, in California - it's Disneyland - or what, I think, Disneyland used to strive to be. Beautiful stains and finishes everywhere you looked. The furniture was looked after, but wasn't a museum piece. Sure was gorgeous though.

There was a small bench at the far end of the hallway that had end pieces that resembled harps. So intricate and detailed, I was almost afraid to touch it. Beautifully finished, and of course, it just fit right in here. The appointments, and decorations weren't a surprise to me in the slightest. But they felt like they were. Maybe the surprise is that I was there.

While I am sure everything was up to code, you couldn't see anything that resembles the drab accoutrements that we expect a commercial facility to have these days - fire sprinklers, and emergency lighting. The ceilings were not just flat planes of nothingness that hung above your head - they added to the fantasy, and atmosphere as much as anything else. Now, I can't say it was Sistine Chapel, but beautiful details for sure. A lighting fixture attached to the ceiling wasn't an addition, it was a point of focus - something to be celebrated, and admired. It was meant to go there. Right there. Not an afterthought, or a selection from one of many that could have been used, but THAT fixture was meant to be hung RIGHT THERE.

At the end of the hallway, there was a door that led out onto the private patio straight ahead, to Club 33 to the left, and to the right was the main hallway. The marble floors here meshed perfectly with the stained glass bordering the door to the patio, that itself was a large stained glass feature with a large Disneyland "D" right in the center. Beautifully polished brass fixtures on the door just begged for you to fling open the door and sing "The Hills Are Alive...". Opened with windows on the left of this hallway, it felt like a bird sanctuary. There hung in several locations cages with bird statues in them adding to the theme. Wait - all I did was turn the corner, and I go from a Victorian-modern hallway to a bird sanctuary? The chandelier that hung in the middle of this hallway looks like what a bird would have made for a nest if given enough brass and some light shades. The ceiling was wood planks, tongue and grooved, and painted white - not a seam to be found. Shuttered windows to the right added to the menagerie feel. As you approach an alcove on the right, you realize that it is the doorway to the master bedroom, and above the door is a beautiful stained glass piece depicting butterflies swirling around the door.

You enter the master bedroom, and your breath is immediately taken away by a magnificent four-poster bed. The head board is high and proud, and the pile of pillows at the head doesn't leave much room to lie down, but it appears to be a full King. You start to notice some of the tasteful decorations in this room, and it sort of carries the menagerie theme here as well, but then it starts to blend into what is nearby: Tarzan's tree house. Like this is some Victorian refuge from the jungle. Mosquito nets hang deliciously from the four posts - not as utility, but for theme and ambiance. An carved armoire stands century on the left, topped with a parrot statue, almost as if a nod to the Tiki Room.

There is a beautiful vanity on the far side of the room, and a chaise lounge sits in front of the window to your right. There is a beautifully carved wicker bench at the foot of the bed, and the night stands frame the bed on either side. The only modern touch that you can see in here at first glance is the alarm clock. Again with the lighting fixtures. There is one on either side of the bed, with a proper lamp shade, topped with a small bird. The stem of the lamp attached to the wall appears to be a tree branch growing out of a brass broach mounted to the wall. On each night stand is a gorgeous lamp depicting a bird perched on the lamp, holding a smaller lamp. I'm sure there is some smart detail about this that makes the smaller lamp into a night light, but I didn't dare fiddle with it under the watchful eyes of our escorts. The carpet is a pattern of green leaves, with blue blossoms. The pattern isn't readily apparent - as with a good carpet, and the detail in it is enough to wander through for hours.

The details in the ceiling, again frame a stained glass lamp hanging at the foot of the bed, just clear of its canopy - which extends vertically to nearly touch the ceiling. The vanity has a jewel of a lamp; a decorative take on a banker's lamp, the bronze stem of which is a cat tail rising out of a pond, around which two colorful butterflies flit - one seems to hover in air, and the other has landed on the shade. The light from it exposes the beautiful carved details in the vanity, and the deep straight grain of the wood it is made from.

One thing that I was not able to capture effectively, was what happens when you're ready to go to bed.

In three of the rooms in the suite, Disney has added what they call a "Goodnight Kiss". An audio-visual lullaby that is built into the room itself. It was really impressive, looking around the room, trying to find the technology, but it was extremely well hidden. When the discrete button on the wall is pushed, the lights in the room dim, "Jungle Beat" from The Jungle Book plays, and a projection of winds across the water is shown on the walls. The painting above the bed comes to life with flowing water, and stars appear in the ceiling. Next to the bed, on the wall, is projected Peter Pan's cloud pirate ship in a full moon that wafts away with the end of the song.

It was such a beautiful place to be, but the tour didn't stop there. Next up, the gorgeous master bath, the sitting room, the kid's room, and the balcony overlooking the Rivers of America.. Stay tuned!

Reorganization

There are a number of events in one's life that will let you know just how much things in your life aren't working.

I've recently found myself in one of these life-changing moments, and am realizing that despite my ability to do so, and my love of being, or even becoming organized.. many aspects of my life are a mess. Layer upon layer of mess strewn over mess. This will not do.

From the very surface, organization is neat and tidy. I'm not so daft as to think that life is, or should be, or even can be put into a number of index cards, and shuffled about, or even with modern technology, stuffed into a database, all searchable, and indexed. However, I think many aspects of it can be. The challenge is figuring out how; the rules of how you categorize the things in your house or apartment, the tasks that you have to deal with on a regular basis, even the friends that you want to get together with for a drink, or to write a consoling letter. I think this is part of the thing that wasn't working for me.

I've cataloged my music at some great cost of time and energy. It's not hard to file papers, it just takes time. Even cleaning a house from top to bottom isn't tough, it takes a bit of muscle, and time, but it's not hard. The difficult thing is not the work, or even finding time to do it in, it's planning howto do it, and what to do with it. I have a system that's worked fairly well over the years for my music, and it takes some work, but again, it's worked for me. But I didn't just do it. I planned it. Perhaps the most frustrating part is trying to stick to it. Converting this into that, and cataloging it properly is a pain. But I can find what I want to when I want to without much searching. That's the payoff.

So, I wonder. If I can define a set of rules for many of the other things in my life, can I organize them much in the same way? Can I sort out the layers of mess, and make sense of it all? Is it worth it? Or is there something else more worthy of my time and attention?