[Cadaverous Pallor]

It was a thrill sitting in the intimate theater with mostly died-in-the-wool Disney geeks. Everytime they switched the slide in old-school projector, everything would go pitch black for a moment, and then "Ahhhh!" as the next Kodachrome frame jumped into view. And these weren't faked sounds - we gasped and gaped at these windows to Disneyland's past. Seeing everything in color from a ground-level tourist's eye was a revelation.

Especially intriguing was the Fantasyland I never knew - a kaleidescope of colors and shapes, all vying for your attention at once. Everything so squished together, everything seeming flimsy and temporary.

Rocket Jets on the ground in a Tomorrowland with tiny walkways....stagecoaches you have to climb a ladder to ride...a fantastic shot of a Phantom Boat (I had no clue they each had a CM pilot)....the "side streets" of Main Street sans Cone Shop and Carnation....

I didn't want it to end.