Blue Milk

I'll say this about Star Wars Land: you certainly feel while there as if you have left Disneyland and are somewhere, dare I say it, far, far away. Which is exactly the point. No churro carts, no frozen lemonade stands, no parades, no constant stream of upbeat ditties blaring through speakers. And aside from the lack of snacks available in Star Wars Land, which is kind of annoying, I have to say that this kind of setup really works. From the employees who refer to cell phones as "image scanners" and dollars as "credits" to the fact that you can't even watch people building their custom light sabers on account of the First Order who might get wind of it, they really try and maintain the illusion. 

Of course, what might have been sligtly lost on me was the Millenium Falcom ride, which actually puts you in a replica of the cockpit. Only I wouldn't have known it, had the ride not contained the ship's name. To me, it was just a space ride. In a ship. Now, seeing the outside of the ship, in its entirely, just sitting there in the middle of the land, that was pretty cool. So was the Cantina, which saw me sipping Blue Milk while tapping my feet to the familiar tune from the Cantina scene in the original movie. So, I guess the land isn't completely ditty-free. May the force be with you. Just grab a churro before you go.