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                            and was treated to a pleasant sortie across the large lake in the corner of the park, 
                            through a section of Disney's America and on into Disney Seaside.  Disembarking, I was 
                            faced with an array of brightly coloured buildings, each looking equally attractive in 
                            the sharp, summer sunshine.  I took a quick gander at the ESPN Zone and VR Space 
                            Mountain before spending an enjoyable few minutes in the House of Blues, a charming little 
                            building with potted plants and miniature balconies. 
                            
                            
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                          | The architecture was very quaint, with the little 
                          details that really help maintain the atmosphere the maker is aiming for.  Pleasant 
                          gardens with places to sit made the visitor feel instantly at home, but for me the lure 
                          of the sea was too great, and it wasn't long before I had taken a place on the Seaside-Boardwalk 
                          ferry.  This slow, meandering trip took me around an abandoned lighthouse, under a railway 
                          bridge and past a terrifying looking mountain, rising steeply out of the surf.  This integration 
                          of all the different attractions really helped keep the amusement-park feel, especially seeing 
                          as the resort was such a spread out affair (the transportation system was immensely effective). |  
                        
                          
              
                          | The ferry took me to the far side of the lake and up to a 
                            rickety looking boardwalk, home to some crafty little flat rides - I particularly enjoyed 
                            the Haunted Tours ghost train.  However, these flat rides were just a build up to the main 
                            attraction - the towering Screamin' Eagle coaster. True to its name, the train I was strapped 
                            into really did seem to scream around the many figure of eights and helixes, but it was the 
                            gut-wrenching drop and tight vertical loop that really sent the adrenalin rushing around my 
                            body.  Even the wooden supports were dressed to impress, painted in brilliant white. |  
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