As we walked into Disney Saturday, my son and I decided we needed an additional project. Besides the fun we would have dodging all of the many extra people that were here over Christmas, we decided we should take advantage of the many photobombing opportunities that presented themselves on Main Street USA. SOOOOO many people are posing for pictures and soooo many people are trusting to get a good picture to treasure for years. What better place to photobomb? It was great place to test out all of those “Photobombing for Dummies” techniques described in the very helpful book. (Does this book exist? If so, then it is certainly over priced.)
I will admit my son and I did have some reservations as we attempted to “place” ourselves in the various pictures. As it said in the book, the key to this art is being discrete without being excessively obvious. Our efforts largely failed on the side of being overly discrete. Possibly to the point where the distance between us and the “real” group being photographed was too far to be consequential or rankable in the annals of “photobombing”.
As we counted our failed attempts, we somehow found ourselves in the line for “Pirates of the Caribbean”. My attempt to photobomb while in the “pirates” line failed on the “to obvious” side. Because of the line, it was hard to walk-on and pretend like it didn’t happen. So, my lips got ahead of my head, and I spilled my guts and told the photographer (an early 20’s girl traveling with her sister, mom, and boyfriends) of my son and my “challenge”. She was overly sympathetic. She even snapped another picture almost immediately where I could “photobomb” without any remorse. It was a very liberating feeling. No upset photographer, and I got to score a photobomb.
The rest of the 1/2 hour or so journey through the Pirates line was spent talking with 2 or 3 or the members of this family. One used to live in Dallas. (mom) One was a football player for the U of South Alabama football team (They got beat by Bowling Green in their bowl game.), and one was his girlfriend. (The rest of the crew was not as chatty with outsiders.) It was a good way to get my “fix” and get myself into the fun that is available while wandering through lines that are a necessary part of the pre-ride experience.
Later in the day, we saw this same family in the “Haunted Mansion” line. I made a comment about “not photobombing anymore” as we passed in the wandering line. As the line got closer to entry, we ended up where we could have talked in the line. But, it seems friendships formed while photobombing are not long-lasting friendships. And, as much as I felt semi-bonds were formed earlier in the day, it just seems appropriate the bonds formed while engaging in such destructive behavior were horribly short-lived.