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Universal Orlando Resort (USO, IOA) Discussion Thread
P. 623: Universal's Mardi Gras 2023 details announced!
By Homer,
May 25, 2005 in Theme Parks, Roller Coasters, & Donkeys!
They should put Kong, Godzilla, and Jaws together in one attraction.
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jedimaster1227 424 posts
SharkTums 373 posts
We rode Velocicoaster today! Here's our thoughts on the ride....
Official Velocicoaster POV released!
Invertalon
We spent the weekend at Universal/IoA on Sat/Sun/Mon. In that time, we managed 15 rides on Velocicoaster. A handful of front and back seat rides, including a few at night (which is just epic!).
Monkey, Reptile, & Shark... I feel like that is the making of a Sci Fi movie!
It's high time that Universal opened a section dedicated to cheesy SyFy flicks. Who wouldn't want to have their picture taken with Sharktopus?
I always thought it be cool for them to turn Twister into Sharknado. I would love a cheesy syfy area. Get on this Universal.
^That could make for a very fun, cheesy attraction.
rosscoe
Didn't Universal used to have a really great Kong ride, that used a cable car over the Hudson River?
KingRCT3
You mean Kongfrontation? It was indeed a ride that used an amazing cable-car themed suspended simulator vehicule:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bbyjH0yw8_k
I'm still amazed by the technology of that ride.. Dang, a suspended simulator plateform... on a track! I think we never saw that again since that ride.
This is one attraction that I've kicked myself for missing. I went to HHN for the first time with some friends years ago, and we walked into a holding area for the event near Kong, just when they announced "last ride on Kong for the night--no waiting." Unfortunately, we'd already surrendered our HHN tickets and couldn't leave the holding area.
But we did get to walk through Kong, as they were using it for a maze that night.
That's the one, so much better than the lame LA version.
^I've been through the original Hollywood tram version, which was fun, but pretty cheesy.
chargersmichael
I kind of hoped that the attraction would be an expansion to Jurassic Park. I am just not a big fan of King Kong and it seems that that character is getting old to me with lots of movie remakes, etc. I am just kinda bored of King Kong.
vacoaster09
It would be great to have another coaster in IOA... wonder if an indoor kong themed coaster would be a possibility. Originally, I thought the Jurassic Park expansion was going to be an amber mine coaster using the Gravity Group splinter concept based on rumors. The latest things I read now make it sound similar to Kong 360 3D... but that building looks huge (unless there are going to be multiple theaters within it).
KBrylczyk
Location: Des Moines
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Nightmare Creatures? That was my first ever visit to HHN and I'm pretty sure that was my first maze, even. Those were the good ol' days when they still let you through the haunts in small groups rather than a neverending conga line. I was 16. Holy wow, that was way back in 2000! Jack The Clown's first ever appearance as the mascot! Sheesh, I'm old.
The thing I remember most vividly was how much my parents loved me. Yeah, they put me in front of the group. The attendants opened those huge sliding doors to begin the haunt, I took two steps into the relentless fog and was quickly thrown into a screaming fit as a stilt walker came running up and got right in my face. That haunt was excellent!
As for Kong, I remember it in bits and pieces, but I was a bit of a wuss when I was a kid so I always sat in the middle and looked away from the giant monkey. That video makes me miss the old school Universal rides, though, when they weren't afraid to have fireballs explode right next to the riders. I still love the Universal parks but the new, mostly digital experiences aren't nearly as great as Kong, Earthquake, and Jaws were.
Yep--2000 (first year of Jack's reign of terror).
One of our group was in a wheelchair, and she freaked out a bit because she couldn't see a ramp in one section due to all the fog (there were two levels, as I recall). So, I scouted ahead, while other people moved on and left us behind. I found the ramp, turned around, and saw a veritable army of the damned sneaking up on my two friends. It was hilarious.
Edited March 26, 2014 by cfc
CPSFMMCW
Alrighttttt, time for a quick This Or That! Incredible Hulk Coaster or Revenge of the Mummy? I got the chance to go to IOA and I liked the Hulk, but I didn't get the chance to go to USF. SO which do you guys prefer?
Guy T. Koepp
IMHO based on the last time I was there, which was last week. I would put the Mummy way ahead of Hulk. Hulk was running like crap. Incredibly rough and fairly uninspired.
Someotherguyuser
When I went on it last October, it was running a bit rough, but it wasn't THAT bad. That's probably because I'm so used to Scream at SFMM being rough. Now THAT'S a terrible-running coaster.
But as for the question, I kind of prefer the Mummy. There's more airtime and the theming is much better. I also like the launch more.
coasterbill
Location: The bar
We rode Hulk a few times last month and thought it was great. It wasn't rough at all.
We actually thought it was the best coaster at Universal orlando after Mummy. We actually liked every coaster at both Universal parks, they have a very good collection.
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http://articles.orlandosentinel.com/2014-03-29/news/os-universal-cabana-bay-hotel-expansion-20140329_1_universal-orlando-hotel-rooms-cabana-bay-beach-resort
Universal Orlando has invested hundreds of millions of dollars during the past four years in attractions that have drawn throngs of new visitors to Central Florida.
Now, Orlando's No. 2 theme-park resort is trying to keep more of those visitors on its property.
On Monday, Universal will welcome its first guests to the Cabana Bay Beach Resort, the first hotel built at Universal in more than a decade. The largest hotel under construction in North America, the retro, beach-themed Cabana Bay will be Universal's fourth hotel. Once the final phase is completed by summer, the hotel will increase the resort's inventory of rooms from 2,400 to 4,200.
Universal isn't done, however. Executives at Comcast Corp., which owns the NBCUniversal media-and-entertainment empire, say they plan to build more hotels in Orlando in the coming years — potentially quadrupling or quintupling Universal Orlando's current inventory.
Experts say Universal's aggressive hotel expansion threatens to take business from other hotels, particularly competitors that ring the resort and rely on Universal visitors to fill their rooms. Some hotel operators acknowledge they are worried.
"Once they get fully opened, I'm sure we'll see an impact, especially in peak season," said Jane Miller, general manager of the Holiday Inn Express & Suites on Major Boulevard, less than a mile from Universal. "I think we're all concerned because that's quite a bit of an impact on this area."
Universal would not make executives available for interviews. But NBCUniversal President Steve Burke told investment analysts last fall that the company's research shows travelers who stay at Universal Orlando hotels, operated through a joint venture with Loews Hotels & Resorts, typically spend an extra day or two in the resort's theme parks.
"We have far too few hotel rooms in Orlando," Burke said. "We've done a study that says we could have as many as 10,000 or 15,000 hotel rooms and still have occupancy that makes those rooms profitable."
In ordering more hotel rooms, Comcast is borrowing a page from the Walt Disney Co. playbook. Disney has built about 30,000 hotel rooms and time-share suites in the U.S. — 90 percent of them at Disney World — that allow the company to capture more of the total vacation spending by visitors to its theme parks.
Once merely a side business for its theme parks, hotels are now a major profit center for Disney. The company's U.S. hotels generated more than $2.2 billion in revenue last year — one in every five dollars produced by Disney's domestic parks-and-resorts operations.
"Universal has looked at Disney, and they see it's a very effective strategy. And they're trying to mirror that," said Scott Smith, an assistant professor who teaches lodging and revenue management at the University of South Carolina's School of Hotel, Restaurant and Tourism Management.
Universal is emulating Disney's hotels in another respect, too. Unlike Universal's first three hotels — all of which are marketed as "deluxe" properties with rates routinely exceeding $300 a night — Cabana Bay will offer the resort's first rooms with "value" and "moderate" prices. Rates at Cabana Bay, which ultimately will include 900 standard rooms and 900 family suites, will start at $94 per night for a suite.
Disney has made a similar push into rooms that target price-conscious consumers. Twenty-five years ago, only about 55 percent of the resort's rooms were in the value or moderate categories. Today, more than 75 percent of its rooms are in the cheaper categories.
As Universal adds more hotel rooms, it also threatens to siphon bookings away from Disney, whose domestic hotel occupancy slipped to 79 percent last year, down from a pre-recession peak of 89 percent. But Smith said Disney will be somewhat insulated because it targets slightly different core audiences than Universal.
"Disney gets smaller children, the pirates and the princesses. When you're a teen or tween, you really want to go to Universal," Smith said.
A Universal spokesman would not say when the resort expects to begin construction on a fifth hotel or what categories of rooms it plans to add. Universal has limited land available for expansion, though it added to its holdings last year when it bought about 50 acres under and near Wet 'n Wild. NBCUniversal owns Wet 'n Wild but hadn't owned the land.
"Our strategy is to offer our guests a great theme-park hotel experience with a great combination of unique benefits and price," Universal spokesman Tom Schroder said. "We also know our guests want different things from their hotel stays, which is why we are creating different-type experiences for them to choose from."
Universal isn't done adding attractions, either. Comcast says it plans to spend $500 million a year on theme-park capital spending during the next few years, an amount that should allow it to open major attractions each year at both Universal Orlando and Universal Studios Hollywood in Southern California.
And this summer, it will open the highly anticipated Wizarding World of Harry Potter — Diagon Alley at Universal Studios Florida — the sequel to its smash-hit original Harry Potter area at Islands of Adventure.
That makes some competing hoteliers optimistic that the market ultimately could absorb Universal's infusion of new hotel rooms.
"Orlando is the second-largest hotel market in the country, welcoming millions of travelers each year looking for a variety of experiences," said Frank Dolley, area general manager for Hyatt, whose properties include a Hyatt Place just outside Universal.
"We believe that the enhancements to Universal, especially the Harry Potter attractions, will drive more visitors to the Universal Studios resort area, creating benefits for all area businesses."
Rollercoaster Rider
Location: Gurnee, Illinois
They need to buy more land then cause I think they're running out.
Comcast says it plans to spend $500 million a year on theme-park capital spending during the next few years, an amount that should allow it to open major attractions each year at both Universal Orlando and Universal Studios Hollywood in Southern California.
That's kind of absurd…I'm really glad Comcast understands theme parks are a great business to be in if done right.
And before anyone can turn this into a "boo…Disney doesn't spend enough!", realize that the only reason Comcast has to spend so much money in the first place is because they have to catch up for years of not spending AND years of Disney spending to expand.
Why does Universal keep saying things like "Disney gets smaller children, the pirates and the princesses. When you're a teen or tween, you really want to go to Universal" to the press?
Has Universal ever visited Disney? Their idea that teens and young adults don't enjoy Disney's product is laughable.
Edited April 2, 2014 by robbalvey
^It was the professor guy who said that, but your point is still very valid: Disney World is definitely NOT just for kids wanting to live out fantasies. It's a resort with something for EVERYONE. Universal will never be able to match that.
^ Gotcha. Didn't catch that. But I hear it a lot from people and all you have to do is take a look around WDW to see it's not true
jcrouse
On Monday, Jacqi and I got the chance to check out Universal Orlando's newest resort hotel, Cabana Bay Beach Resort. Its an immersive throwback to the roadside motels of the 50s and 60s. When complete in June, the resort will feature 900 family suites and 900 standard guest rooms.
We think this will be a big hit for Universal. The resort has a great variety of amenities - bowling alley, food trucks, fitness center, beach activities, fire pits, lazy river (opening in the summer) - and has a very attractive price point. The attention to detail is spot-on. There are little touches everywhere you look, like Zest soap and Alberto VO5 Shampoo in the rooms, retro analog alarm clocks and vintage patterns everywhere - in bedspreads, shower curtains, carpets, railings and fixtures. If you're a fan of AMC's Mad Men - you will feel right at home. The Swizzle Lounge in the lobby features vintage drinks that Don Draper himself would be kicking back. The Bayliner Diner food court was large and felt very open. There were 4 large projection screens that featured vintage commercials and drive-in theater style intermission trailers.
The resort is not connected to Universal Orlando's water taxi system - but there is fleet of custom busses to shuttle guests back and forth from the Citywalk hub. Eventually there will be a walking path constructed as well.
Overall, Jacqi and I enjoyed it very much. If you like retro imagery - you will love the place. Thanks again to the Universal Orlando PR team and our host, Meredith for taking such good care of us. And congratulations to Universal Orlando on the opening of Cabana Bay.
Here is the full press release:
ORLANDO, Fla. (March 31, 2014) – Universal's Cabana Bay Beach Resort officially welcomes its first guests today. This brand-new value and moderately-priced property is the fourth on-site hotel at Universal Orlando Resort and evokes the classic, retro-feel of iconic beach resorts from the 1950s and 60's.
Located on-site at Universal Orlando Resort, the new hotel is a destination within itself – featuring a stunning design with bold colors, retro-inspired architecture and sweeping vistas that transport guests back to a time of relaxation and endless family fun. Cabana Bay guests can experience incredible amenities throughout the hotel, including:
- Bowling a strike at the 10-lane Galaxy Bowl
- Channeling the godfather of fitness at the Jack LaLanne Physical Fitness Studio
- Racing down the iconic dive tower waterslide and splashing into a 10,000 square foot zero-entry pool in the Cabana Courtyard
- Enjoying a retro-themed specialty cocktail from Swizzle Lounge or Atomic Tonic
- Finding something delicious for the entire family at Bayliner Diner, a food court with something for everyone to enjoy including a salad bar, burgers, sandwiches, pizza, pasta and grab-and-go items
- And this summer, guests will be able to enjoy even more incredible amenities, including a second 8,000-square-foot zero entry pool, Universal Orlando's first lazy river at an on-site hotel, The Hideaway Bar & Grill, and additional moderately-priced family suites and value-priced standard guest rooms. When complete, Universal's Cabana Bay Beach Resort will feature a total of 1,800 rooms – 900 family suites and 900 standard guest rooms.
Starting today, guests can stay in a family suite, which sleeps up to six people and includes a fold-out foam bed, kitchenette, a sliding partition for privacy, two flat-screen TVs and a bathroom with preparation spaces for three people at once. Cabana Bay guests also get exclusive benefits only available to on-site hotel guests at Universal Orlando, including Early Park Admission to The Wizarding World of Harry Potter one hour before the theme park opens.
Rates for the family suites begin at $174 per-night, and can run as low as $134 per-night depending on the length of stay. Rates for the standard guest rooms – which will be available this summer – begin at $119 per night, and can run as low as $93 per-night depending on the length of stay.
"We've sought to create a special place where families can spend time together and create long-lasting memories outside of the theme parks," said Russ Dagon, Vice President and Executive
Project Director, Universal Creative. "From the moment they step inside, families will be transported
back to a different, more relaxing time."
"We are thrilled to finally welcome guests into Cabana Bay Beach Resort," said Adnan Bizri,
Managing Director, Universal's Cabana Bay Beach Resort. "This is the perfect addition to Universal
Orlando's already stellar line-up of properties, allowing families to continue a wonderful vacation
well beyond the theme parks."
To learn more or to make a reservation, call 1-888-273-1311 or visit http://www.universalorlando.com.
Universal's Cabana Bay Beach Resort is co-owned and managed by Loews Hotels & Resorts.
And now for some photos - this first set focuses on the main entrance and lobby areas:
Cabana Bay's signature icon
Cabana Bay's Roadside Marker
The Lobby - the atrium is a reference to a classic Loews hotel lobby
Another Lobby Shot
Brightly colored tile of the front desk.
The hip Swizzle Lounge is right inside the lobby just opposite the front desk.
There were a few minions lurking around as we checked in.
Just a few steps away from the lobby was a full service Starbucks - complete with a vintage coffee cup display and photos of Weeki Wachee Mermaids.
Cool light fixtures were everywhere.
Entrance to the Bayliner Diner Food Court
Bayliner Dining Area with large projection screens - and Coke Freestyle machines.
Cool mural at the far end of the dining area.
Coke Freestyle cups using that same mural art.
Coke Freestyle pricing - there were at least 9 Freestyle machines at the resort.
In the back of the dining area, near the restrooms - they had these cool phone booth areas.
Vintage cars parked outside the diner. They had 4 different cars from the era parked out front.
Another shot of the diner, a vintage car and the hotel lobby in the background.
And finally - here is the property map. Everything on the left side will open later this summer. Room and pool photos are next...
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Wrykyn will do him a world of good.
We aren't in the same house. That's one comfort.
Bob was in Donaldson's. It softened the blow to a certain extent that Mike should be going to Wain's. He had the same feeling for Mike that most boys of eighteen have for their fifteen-year-old brothers. He was fond of him in the abstract, but preferred him at a distance.
Marjory gave tongue again. She had rescued the jam from Phyllis, who had shown signs of finishing it, and was now at liberty to turn her mind to less pressing matters. Mike was her special ally, and anything that affected his fortunes affected her.
Hooray! Mike's going to Wrykyn. I bet he gets into the first eleven his first term.
Considering there are eight old colours left, said Bob loftily, besides heaps of last year's seconds, it's hardly likely that a kid like Mike'll get a look in. He might get his third, if he sweats.
The aspersion stung Marjory.
I bet he gets in before you, anyway, she said.
Bob disdained to reply. He was among those heaps of last year's seconds to whom he had referred. He was a sound bat, though lacking the brilliance of his elder brothers, and he fancied that his cap was a certainty this season. Last year he had been tried once or twice. This year it should be all right.
Mrs. Jackson intervened.
Go on with your breakfast, Marjory, she said. You mustn't say 'I bet' so much.
Marjory bit off a section of her slice of bread-and-jam.
Anyhow, I bet he does, she muttered truculently through it.
There was a sound of footsteps in the passage outside. The door opened, and the missing member of the family appeared. Mike Jackson was tall for his age. His figure was thin and wiry. His arms and legs looked a shade too long for his body. He was evidently going to be very tall some day. In face, he was curiously like his brother Joe, whose appearance is familiar to every one who takes an interest in first-class cricket. The resemblance was even more marked on the cricket field. Mike had Joe's batting style to the last detail. He was a pocket edition of his century-making brother. Hullo, he said, sorry I'm late.
This was mere stereo. He had made the same remark nearly every morning since the beginning of the holidays.
All right, Marjory, you little beast, was his reference to the sponge incident.
His third remark was of a practical nature.
I say, what's under that dish?
Mike, began Mr. Jackson—this again was stereo— you really must learn to be more punctual——
He was interrupted by a chorus.
Mike, you're going to Wrykyn next term, shouted Marjory.
Mike, father's just had a letter to say you're going to Wrykyn next term. From Phyllis.
Mike, you're going to Wrykyn. From Ella.
Gladys Maud Evangeline, aged three, obliged with a solo of her own composition, in six-eight time, as follows: Mike Wryky. Mike Wryky. Mike Wryke Wryke Wryke Mike Wryke Wryke Mike Wryke Mike Wryke.
Oh, put a green baize cloth over that kid, somebody, groaned Bob.
Whereat Gladys Maud, having fixed him with a chilly stare for some seconds, suddenly drew a long breath, and squealed deafeningly for more milk.
Mike looked round the table. It was a great moment. He rose to it with the utmost dignity.
Good, he said. I say, what's under that dish?
After breakfast, Mike and Marjory went off together to the meadow at the end of the garden. Saunders, the professional, assisted by the gardener's boy, was engaged in putting up the net. Mr. Jackson believed in private coaching; and every spring since Joe, the eldest of the family, had been able to use a bat a man had come down from the Oval to teach him the best way to do so. Each of the boys in turn had passed from spectators to active participants in the net practice in the meadow. For several years now Saunders had been the chosen man, and his attitude towards the Jacksons was that of the Faithful Old Retainer in melodrama. Mike was his special favourite. He felt that in him he had material of the finest order to work upon. There was nothing the matter with Bob. In Bob he would turn out a good, sound article. Bob would be a Blue in his third or fourth year, and probably a creditable performer among the rank and file of a county team later on. But he was not a cricket genius, like Mike. Saunders would lie awake at night sometimes thinking of the possibilities that were in Mike. The strength could only come with years, but the style was there already. Joe's style, with improvements.
Mike put on his pads; and Marjory walked with the professional to the bowling crease.
Mike's going to Wrykyn next term, Saunders, she said. All the boys were there, you know. So was father, ages ago.
Is he, miss? I was thinking he would be soon.
Do you think he'll get into the school team?
School team, miss! Master Mike get into a school team! He'll be playing for England in another eight years. That's what he'll be playing for.
Yes, but I meant next term. It would be a record if he did. Even Joe only got in after he'd been at school two years. Don't you think he might, Saunders? He's awfully good, isn't he? He's better than Bob, isn't he? And Bob's almost certain to get in this term.
Saunders looked a little doubtful.
Next term! he said. Well, you see, miss, it's this way. It's all there, in a manner of speaking, with Master Mike. He's got as much style as Mr. Joe's got, every bit. The whole thing is, you see, miss, you get these young gentlemen of eighteen, and nineteen perhaps, and it stands to reason they're stronger. There's a young gentleman, perhaps, doesn't know as much about what I call real playing as Master Mike's forgotten; but then he can hit 'em harder when he does hit 'em, and that's where the runs come in. They aren't going to play Master Mike because he'll be in the England team when he leaves school. They'll give the cap to somebody that can make a few then and there.
But Mike's jolly strong.
Ah, I'm not saying it mightn't be, miss. I was only saying don't count on it, so you won't be disappointed if it doesn't happen. It's quite likely that it will, only all I say is don't count on it. I only hope that they won't knock all the style out of him before they're done with him. You know these school professionals, miss.
No, I don't, Saunders. What are they like?
Well, there's too much of the come-right-out-at-everything about 'em for my taste. Seem to think playing forward the alpha and omugger of batting. They'll make him pat balls back to the bowler which he'd cut for twos and threes if he was left to himself. Still, we'll hope for the best, miss. Ready, Master Mike? Play.
As Saunders had said, it was all there. Of Mike's style there could be no doubt. To-day, too, he was playing more strongly than usual. Marjory had to run to the end of the meadow to fetch one straight drive. He hit that hard enough, didn't he, Saunders? she asked, as she returned the ball.
If he could keep on doing ones like that, miss, said the professional, they'd have him in the team before you could say knife.
Marjory sat down again beside the net, and watched more hopefully.
THE JOURNEY DOWN
The seeing off of Mike on the last day of the holidays was an imposing spectacle, a sort of pageant. Going to a public school, especially at the beginning of the summer term, is no great hardship, more particularly when the departing hero has a brother on the verge of the school eleven and three other brothers playing for counties; and Mike seemed in no way disturbed by the prospect. Mothers, however, to the end of time will foster a secret fear that their sons will be bullied at a big school, and Mrs. Jackson's anxious look lent a fine solemnity to the proceedings.
And as Marjory, Phyllis, and Ella invariably broke down when the time of separation arrived, and made no exception to their rule on the present occasion, a suitable gloom was the keynote of the gathering. Mr. Jackson seemed to bear the parting with fortitude, as did Mike's Uncle John (providentially roped in at the eleventh hour on his way to Scotland, in time to come down with a handsome tip). To their coarse-fibred minds there was nothing pathetic or tragic about the affair at all. (At the very moment when the train began to glide out of the station Uncle John was heard to remark that, in his opinion, these Bocks weren't a patch on the old shaped Larranaga.) Among others present might have been noticed Saunders, practising late cuts rather coyly with a walking-stick in the background; the village idiot, who had rolled up on the chance of a dole; Gladys Maud Evangeline's nurse, smiling vaguely; and Gladys Maud Evangeline herself, frankly bored with the whole business.
The train gathered speed. The air was full of last messages. Uncle John said on second thoughts he wasn't sure these Bocks weren't half a bad smoke after all. Gladys Maud cried, because she had taken a sudden dislike to the village idiot; and Mike settled himself in the corner and opened a magazine.
He was alone in the carriage. Bob, who had been spending the last week of the holidays with an aunt further down the line, was to board the train at East Wobsley, and the brothers were to make a state entry into Wrykyn together. Meanwhile, Mike was left to his milk chocolate, his magazines, and his reflections.
The latter were not numerous, nor profound. He was excited. He had been petitioning the home authorities for the past year to be allowed to leave his private school and go to Wrykyn, and now the thing had come about. He wondered what sort of a house Wain's was, and whether they had any chance of the cricket cup. According to Bob they had no earthly; but then Bob only recognised one house, Donaldson's. He wondered if Bob would get his first eleven cap this year, and if he himself were likely to do anything at cricket. Marjory had faithfully reported every word Saunders had said on the subject, but Bob had been so careful to point out his insignificance when compared with the humblest Wrykynian that the professional's glowing prophecies had not had much effect. It might be true that some day he would play for England, but just at present he felt he would exchange his place in the team for one in the Wrykyn third eleven. A sort of mist enveloped everything Wrykynian. It seemed almost hopeless to try and compete with these unknown experts. On the other hand, there was Bob. Bob, by all accounts, was on the verge of the first eleven, and he was nothing special.
While he was engaged on these reflections, the train drew up at a small station. Opposite the door of Mike's compartment was standing a boy of about Mike's size, though evidently some years older. He had a sharp face, with rather a prominent nose; and a pair of pince-nez gave him a supercilious look. He wore a bowler hat, and carried a small portmanteau.
He opened the door, and took the seat opposite to Mike, whom he scrutinised for a moment rather after the fashion of a naturalist examining some new and unpleasant variety of beetle. He seemed about to make some remark, but, instead, got up and looked through the open window.
Where's that porter? Mike heard him say.
The porter came skimming down the platform at that moment.
Porter.
Are those frightful boxes of mine in all right?
Because, you know, there'll be a frightful row if any of them get lost.
No chance of that, sir.
Here you are, then.
The youth drew his head and shoulders in, stared at Mike again, and finally sat down. Mike noticed that he had nothing to read, and wondered if he wanted anything; but he did not feel equal to offering him one of his magazines. He did not like the looks of him particularly. Judging by appearances, he seemed to carry enough side for three. If he wanted a magazine, thought Mike, let him ask for it.
The other made no overtures, and at the next stop got out. That explained his magazineless condition. He was only travelling a short way.
Good business, said Mike to himself. He had all the Englishman's love of a carriage to himself.
The train was just moving out of the station when his eye was suddenly caught by the stranger's bag, lying snugly in the rack.
And here, I regret to say, Mike acted from the best motives, which is always fatal.
He realised in an instant what had happened. The fellow had forgotten his bag.
Mike had not been greatly fascinated by the stranger's looks; but, after all, the most supercilious person on earth has a right to his own property. Besides, he might have been quite a nice fellow when you got to know him. Anyhow, the bag had better be returned at once. The train was already moving quite fast, and Mike's compartment was nearing the end of the platform.
He snatched the bag from the rack and hurled it out of the window. (Porter Robinson, who happened to be in the line of fire, escaped with a flesh wound.) Then he sat down again with the inward glow of satisfaction which comes to one when one has risen successfully to a sudden emergency.
The glow lasted till the next stoppage, which did not occur for a good many miles. Then it ceased abruptly, for the train had scarcely come to a standstill when the opening above the door was darkened by a head and shoulders. The head was surmounted by a bowler, and a pair of pince-nez gleamed from the shadow.
Hullo, I say, said the stranger. Have you changed carriages, or what?
No, said Mike.
Then, dash it, where's my frightful bag?
Life teems with embarrassing situations. This was one of them.
The fact is, said Mike, I chucked it out.
Chucked it out! what do you mean? When?
At the last station.
The guard blew his whistle, and the other jumped into the carriage.
I thought you'd got out there for good, explained Mike. I'm awfully sorry.
"Where is the bag?"
On the platform at the last station. It hit a porter.
Against his will, for he wished to treat the matter with fitting solemnity, Mike grinned at the recollection. The look on Porter Robinson's face as the bag took him in the small of the back had been funny, though not intentionally so.
The bereaved owner disapproved of this levity; and said as much.
"Don't grin, you little beast, he shouted. There's nothing to laugh at. You go chucking bags that don't belong to you out of the window, and then you have the frightful cheek to grin about it."
It wasn't that, said Mike hurriedly. Only the porter looked awfully funny when it hit him.
Dash the porter! What's going to happen about my bag? I can't get out for half a second to buy a magazine without your flinging my things about the platform. What you want is a frightful kicking.
The situation was becoming difficult. But fortunately at this moment the train stopped once again; and, looking out of the window, Mike saw a board with East Wobsley upon it in large letters. A moment later Bob's head appeared in the doorway.
Hullo, there you are, said Bob.
His eye fell upon Mike's companion.
Hullo, Gazeka! he exclaimed. Where did you spring from? Do you know my brother? He's coming to Wrykyn this term. By the way, rather lucky you've met. He's in your house. Firby-Smith's head of Wain's, Mike.
Mike gathered that Gazeka and Firby-Smith were one and the same person. He grinned again. Firby-Smith continued to look ruffled, though not aggressive.
Oh, are you in Wain's? he said.
I say, Bob, said Mike, I've made rather an ass of myself.
Naturally.
I mean, what happened was this. I chucked Firby-Smith's portmanteau out of the window, thinking he'd got out, only he hadn't really, and it's at a station miles back.
You're a bit of a rotter, aren't you? Had it got your name and address on it, Gazeka?
Oh, then it's certain to be all right. It's bound to turn up some time. They'll send it on by the next train, and you'll get it either to-night or to-morrow.
Frightful nuisance, all the same. Lots of things in it I wanted.
Oh, never mind, it's all right. I say, what have you been doing in the holidays? I didn't know you lived on this line at all.
From this point onwards Mike was out of the conversation altogether. Bob and Firby-Smith talked of Wrykyn, discussing events of the previous term of which Mike had never heard. Names came into their conversation which were entirely new to him. He realised that school politics were being talked, and that contributions from him to the dialogue were not required. He took up his magazine again, listening the while. They were discussing Wain's now. The name Wyatt cropped up with some frequency. Wyatt was apparently something of a character. Mention was made of rows in which he had played a part in the past.
It must be pretty rotten for him, said Bob. He and Wain never get on very well, and yet they have to be together, holidays as well as term. Pretty bad having a step-father at all—I shouldn't care to—and when your house-master and your step-father are the same man, it's a bit thick.
Frightful, agreed Firby-Smith.
I swear, if I were in Wyatt's place, I should rot about like anything. It isn't as if he'd anything to look forward to when he leaves. He told me last term that Wain had got a nomination for him in some beastly bank, and that he was going into it directly after the end of this term. Rather rough on a chap like Wyatt. Good cricketer and footballer, I mean, and all that sort of thing. It's just the sort of life he'll hate most. Hullo, here we are.
Mike looked out of the window. It was Wrykyn at last.
MIKE FINDS A FRIENDLY NATIVE
Mike was surprised to find, on alighting, that the platform was entirely free from Wrykynians. In all the stories he had read the whole school came back by the same train, and, having smashed in one another's hats and chaffed the porters, made their way to the school buildings in a solid column. But here they were alone.
A remark of Bob's to Firby-Smith explained this. Can't make out why none of the fellows came back by this train, he said. Heaps of them must come by this line, and it's the only Christian train they run,
Don't want to get here before the last minute they can possibly manage. Silly idea. I suppose they think there'd be nothing to do.
"What shall we do? said Bob. Come and have some tea at Cook's?"
Bob looked at Mike. There was no disguising the fact that he would be in the way; but how convey this fact delicately to him?
Look here, Mike, he said, with a happy inspiration, Firby-Smith and I are just going to get some tea. I think you'd better nip up to the school. Probably Wain will want to see you, and tell you all about things, which is your dorm. and so on. See you later, he concluded airily. Any one'll tell you the way to the school. Go straight on. They'll send your luggage on later. So long. And his sole prop in this world of strangers departed, leaving him to find his way for himself.
There is no subject on which opinions differ so widely as this matter of finding the way to a place. To the man who knows, it is simplicity itself. Probably he really does imagine that he goes straight on, ignoring the fact that for him the choice of three roads, all more or less straight, has no perplexities. The man who does not know feels as if he were in a maze.
Mike started out boldly, and lost his way. Go in which direction he would, he always seemed to arrive at a square with a fountain and an equestrian statue in its centre. On the fourth repetition of this feat he stopped in a disheartened way, and looked about him. He was beginning to feel bitter towards Bob. The man might at least have shown him where to get some tea.
At this moment a ray of hope shone through the gloom. Crossing the square was a short, thick-set figure clad in grey flannel trousers, a blue blazer, and a straw hat with a coloured band. Plainly a Wrykynian. Mike made for him.
Can you tell me the way to the school, please, he said.
Oh, you're going to the school, said the other. He had a pleasant, square-jawed face, reminiscent of a good-tempered bull-dog, and a pair of very deep-set grey eyes which somehow put Mike at his ease. There was something singularly cool and genial about them. He felt that they saw the humour in things, and that their owner was a person who liked most people and whom most people liked.
You look rather lost, said the stranger. Been hunting for it long?
Yes, said Mike.
Which house do you want?
Wain's.
Wain's? Then you've come to the right man this time. What I don't know about Wain's isn't worth knowing.
Are you there, too?
"Am I not! Term and holidays. There's no close season for me."
Oh, are you Wyatt, then? asked Mike.
Hullo, this is fame. How did you know my name, as the ass in the detective story always says to the detective, who's seen it in the lining of his hat? Who's been talking about me?
I heard my brother saying something about you in the train.
Who's your brother?
Jackson. He's in Donaldson's.
I know. A stout fellow. So you're the newest make of Jackson, latest model, with all the modern improvements? Are there any more of you?
Not brothers, said Mike.
Pity. You can't quite raise a team, then? Are you a sort of young Tyldesley, too?
I played a bit at my last school. Only a private school, you know, added Mike modestly.
Make any runs? What was your best score?
Hundred and twenty-three, said Mike awkwardly. It was only against kids, you know. He was in terror lest he should seem to be bragging.
That's pretty useful. Any more centuries?
Yes, said Mike, shuffling.
Seven altogether. You know, it was really awfully rotten bowling. And I was a good bit bigger than most of the chaps there. And my pater always has a pro. down in the Easter holidays, which gave me a bit of an advantage.
All the same, seven centuries isn't so dusty against any bowling. We shall want some batting in the house this term. Look here, I was just going to have some tea. You come along, too.
Oh, thanks awfully, said Mike. My brother and Firby-Smith have gone to a place called Cook's.
The old Gazeka? I didn't know he lived in your part of the world. He's head of Wain's.
Yes, I know, said Mike. Why is he called Gazeka? he asked after a pause.
Don't you think he looks like one? What did you think of him?
I didn't speak to him much, said Mike cautiously. It is always delicate work answering a question like this unless one has some sort of an inkling as to the views of the questioner.
He's all right, said Wyatt, answering for himself. He's got a habit of talking to one as if he were a prince of the blood dropping a gracious word to one of the three Small-Heads at the Hippodrome, but that's his misfortune. We all have our troubles. That's his. Let's go in here. It's too far to sweat to Cook's.
It was about a mile from the tea-shop to the school. Mike's first impression on arriving at the school grounds was of his smallness and insignificance. Everything looked so big—the buildings, the grounds, everything. He felt out of the picture. He was glad that he had met Wyatt. To make his entrance into this strange land alone would have been more of an ordeal than he would have cared to face.
That's Wain's, said Wyatt, pointing to one of half a dozen large houses which lined the road on the south side of the cricket field. Mike followed his finger, and took in the size of his new home.
I say, it's jolly big, he said. How many fellows are there in it?
Thirty-one this term, I believe.
That's more than there were at King-Hall's.
What's King-Hall's?
The private school I was at. At Emsworth.
Emsworth seemed very remote and unreal to him as he spoke.
They skirted the cricket field, walking along the path that divided the two terraces. The Wrykyn playing-fields were formed of a series of huge steps, cut out of the hill. At the top of the hill came the school. On the first terrace was a sort of informal practice ground, where, though no games were played on it, there was a good deal of punting and drop-kicking in the winter and fielding-practice in the summer. The next terrace was the biggest of all, and formed the first eleven cricket ground,
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Q: Check form submission against data in database? We have a registration system that we're using where people fill out a form, and their info is put into our SQL database. However, we don't have a system in place to check for duplicate registrations, and I'm hoping to get some guidance on how to check maybe name or email address and set an error.
Here's our error setting code (one example, we have several checks):
      <cfif not len(trim(form.last_name)) or form.last_name eq "Last Name">
          <cfset errors = errors & "
You must include your complete last name.
">
      </cfif>

If no errors are found, here is the query code to insert the data into the database:
    <cfquery name="InsRegistrant" datasource="#application.Datasource#" dbtype="odbc">
        INSERT INTO Schedule_Registrations(
            schedule_id,
            first_name,
            last_name,
            phone_number,
            email,
            guest,
            list_type,
            datetime_registered
        )
        VALUES(
            #url.schedule_id#,
            <cfqueryparam cfsqltype="cf_sql_varchar" value="#FORM.first_name#">,
            <cfqueryparam cfsqltype="cf_sql_varchar" value="#FORM.last_name#">,
            <cfqueryparam cfsqltype="cf_sql_varchar" value="#CleanPhoneNumber#">,
            <cfqueryparam cfsqltype="cf_sql_varchar" value="#FORM.email#">,
            #attendee.guest#,

            #attendee.list_type#,
            #createodbcdatetime(now())#
        )
    </cfquery>

There's no "unique" identifier tied to a specific individual, so I'm thinking the best way is to prevent registrations that match someone with an identical first/last name or even just the email address. Any ideas on how to implement such a function using the above system would be helpful.

A: This is simplified but.. you get the idea.
<cfquery name="RegistrantEmailExists" datasource="#application.Datasource#" dbtype="odbc">
   SELECT COUNT(email) as EmailExists FROM Schedule_Registrations WHERE email = <cfqueryparam value="#form.email#" cfsqltype="cf_sql_varchar" >
</cfquery>

<cfif RegistrantEmailExists.EmailExists gt 0>
   <cfset errors = errors & "
That Email Address already exists.
">
</cfif>

A: You could also set the email column in the database as a primary key, which would definitely prevent duplicate registrations. You would of course have to gracefully handle the duplicate primary key which would be thrown from the DB!

A: Placing a unique key on the mail-column would be the easier way than changing the primary key. But you've also to handle the error thrown by the db

A: <cfquery name="checkdup" datasource="whatever">
Select 1 from Schedule_Registrations where email=#form.email#
</cfquery>
<cfif #checkdup.recordcount# is 0>
<cfquery name="doyourquery" datasource="whatever">
insert into Schedule_Registrations
(email,etc1,etc2) values ('#form.email#','#etc1#','#etc2#')
</cfquery>
Thanks for registering
<cfelse>
You have already registered an account
</cfif>

And yes, all the cfqueryparam stuff you'd need would go in there.  This is just the basics of it.
Good Luck :)
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