Disney has a relatively new coaster ride, modeled on a barnstorming airplane ride. Up-down-and-around. Our boarding was delayed by a sqauller. Daddy and son had waited in line for 15 minutes, watching the coaster go around and around, at one point so close you could almost swat it like a pestering fly. Just as we get the top the kid wimps out and starts pitching an I-don't-wanna fit! The only exit was to step through the car and out onto the other side. This posed an even bigger challenge as the cry-baby refused to step into the car to step across and out the other side. Finally one of the mousetts volunteered to grab the legs as dad grabbed the swinging arms and they carried the little ingrate across the car, crying and screaming in the happiest place on earth, and they still don't sell booze in this place. Amazing!