And, that’s a wrap!
The last week of the DCP was busy. All of my friends had hectic work schedules, because who knew, but the week AFTER Christmas is one of the busiest. Animal Kingdom reached capacity one of the days, meaning the park closed to guests not already in the park. Dinosaur had a 120-minute wait (And no, it’s not worth the wait. In fact, none of the attractions are worth that wait!), and guest craziness ensued.
My last day at Dinosaur was January 1. Happy New Year to me! Finishing my last day of work was bittersweet. I’d have to say it was more sweet than bitter, I think…
And, my last day was slightly traumatic. I found a lost child who only spoke Italian, but luckily, her mother appeared moments later after I had already contacted the Dinosaur coordinator. At parade, I had my first emergency, where a woman fainted, and while falling down, she hit a scooter. The woman in the scooter fell onto the ground, and the scooter fell onto the woman who passed out. It was quite the domino effect. Thankfully, the two ladies were okay. I also received my first guest complaint at Guest Relations, even though I didn’t do anything wrong and was just following the rules. Some people just don’t understand. All of this happened in about 8 hours. What a difference a day can make!
At the end of the day, the other CPs and I got to “rac out” for the last time and walk on the track path to sign the Dinosaur board. I didn’t realize that was a thing until a few days before I got to sign. I felt pretty special to be able to sign my name on something that will always be a part of Dinosaur. Katie and I did the final track walk, and we found no lost and found items. We all were able to clear the land and then go to our last track talk.
Track talk was short and sweet, and a lot of tears and hugs occurred. I saw Mickey wave goodbye while clocking out for the last time while he thanked me for “helping to make the magic.” Luckily, my roommate Amy took a picture of her last clock out, because I forgot. (Thanks Amy!)
In some ways, the Disney College Program seemed like it lasted an eternity. But in other ways, it didn’t last long enough. I will forever cherish the memories and friendships I made during my five months working for the Mouse!
I still have plenty to tell you all about the DCP, so don’t worry. There is more to come. 🙂