At six thirty an army of buses hauled thousands of conference attendees to the Animal Kingdom. To my relief, the only real animals I saw here were herons and cranes, apparently here of their own accord. Everything in the park was to free to us – food, drinks, and rides. It created an odd sense of bounty and waste that I recall best from visits to the monster buffets of Las Vegas. Despite my crochitiness, I rode the the Everest Expedition ride three times, the Kiwi Rapids twice, and the Dinosaur ride once. They were all vast improvements over the theme park rides I remember from childhood. There are interesting things to do in the lines now, and they move fast. Sigh. Such ambivilence doth Disney provoke.