---------- Post added 03-12-2012 at 08:52 AM ----------
I'm not able to visit DL often, so I can't say I have a worked-out strategy for these things, but I do know that if you get there at opening time, right at the rope drop, and go immediately to the HM, there's hardly anyone there, and on ordinary days it pretty much stays that way for awhile. No one wants to go on Splash Mountain or over to TSI that early. The other rope-droppers are all headed toward Tomorrowland to beat the lines for Star Tours and Space Mountain. The other time that the HM is often almost deserted is just before closing time. The problem is, if you're with family or friends, it's hard to carry out these strategies unless you explain what you're going to do and why beforehand and promise to rejoin the group and act like an adult after you've had your doombug fix. Hopefully they'll understand.
---------- Post added 03-12-2012 at 09:11 AM ----------
This reminds me of a quality of the DL Mansion that is seldom discussed: quietness and stillness. If you can get there in early morning or some other time when there is hardly anyone around, you can soak in the ambiance of quietness and stillness. It really is a lovely place, with the lawn and gardens, the handsome brickwork everywhere, and the beautiful wrought iron. And the trees. It used to be even more perfect when there was a front yard family plot. Silent as a graveyard, as the saying goes. But the lovely Fastpass gardens fill the void somewhat. Nothing moves. The air is cool in the morning. It's hard to describe the sort of pleasure one gets in just looking at the old birdbath or (especially) the sundial. "Grow old with me; the best is yet to be." Garden people know what I'm talking about. It's tranquil and just a little bit melancholy. Walt was right as usual about what the exterior of the ride should be like.
Of course, the interior winds you slowly into an active vortex of sound and movement, but that's part of the point: the ironic contrast. Looks so serene and peaceful on this side, but on the other side, yet hidden, who could imagine what motion and emotion are churning away.
Hate to indulge in yet another bash, but this is another problem with PLQ. It wiggles and giggles and squirts and squawks. Just what you don't need at this point if you should be so lucky as to get there when no crowds are around.