Everyone has a favorite memory of Disneyland. And it's awesome when they all come flooding back to your mind as you make your way through the park. The incredible feeling of walking down Main Street U.S.A and getting a whiff of the mouth-watering smells coming from the Candy Palace. The instant nostalgia that hits the moment you step into Pirates of the Caribbean and smell that musty water. Don’t forget the overwhelming sound of thrill-seekers screaming their lips off as they fly through the darkness of space on Space Mountain. Even It’s a Small World is still a vital part of our reminiscing even though everyone groans at the first 4 notes of the song.
Basically today was a repeat of yesterday minus the whiny children. The Niemeyer version of Groundhog Day, if you will. We woke up, got ready, ate breakfast, and were off to the park again. Indiana Jones was our first stop and The Jungle Cruise was next. You know, it's the boat's skipper that really determines whether you’ll laugh and totally love the ride, or whether you’ll look at each other, roll your eyes, and wish you had Kevin as your skipper again.
We spent 3 ½ hours riding our favorites and then walked out to the shuttle area to catch our ride back to the hotel. They had shut down all but one lane and the place was crawling with police, Disney security guards (who, by the way, look more like Mr. McFeely than real security guards) and a canine sniffing all the bushes and garbage cans. A couple detectives came to the scene and they were stereotypical detectives from every cheesy Hollywood movie you have ever seen. From the way they carried themselves, to the clothes they wore to the car they drove. Disney's very own Rick Hunter and Dee Dee McCall. I took a picture of them for your viewing pleasure. It turns out there was a bomb scare and they were just taking precautions. Although we're glad there was no bomb, I have to admit, being blown up by a terrorist in Disneyland would be quite a way to go, wouldn't you say?We ate lunch at Buca di Beppo and then walked back to our room where we actually rested for about an hour and a half. Ah, rest. We almost forgot what that feels like. When it was time to go back to the park, we bundled up because it was grey and windy and cold, and just like home. We went to California Adventure because the kids still had never ridden California Screamin’ and were excited to go upside down on a roller coaster. We also needed another adrenaline rush from The Tower of Terror. As we walked in, people were leaving in droves and it felt like we had the park to ourselves.
When the park closed, we drove to a local laundromat and threw in a couple loads. We didn’t want to pay the hotel to do our laundry because they charge $9.50 to wash 1 pair of pajamas. Can you imagine the bill for our family? While we were at the laundromat, Chad and I felt like we were in a modern day Scarface meets Boyz n the Hood. Funny, since we were just 1 mile from the Happiest Place on Earth. Chad ended up taking us back to the hotel to fix dinner and get ready for bed while he stayed and made sure no one stole our underpants.
On a side note, we only saw one Ed Hardy shirt today.
You are now ready for your intergalactic adventure, thank you and have a great flight.
The Niemeyers
That was funny about the charge for the hotel to do your laundry. I always wonder if people use that service. You can buy some new pj's for the price! We saw lots of Ed Hardy shirts in Puerto Vallarta to..on the tourists! Ed is a rich man!
ReplyDeleteIt's Amy here....the only thing I noticed was how terrible the lady cop's highlights are in that picture. Blasphemy.
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