It’s almost midnight and we just said goodbye to Disneyland for the last time. We’re in our beds trying to unwind but the kids are little hyper hypos and I seem to be coming down with a cold. I can’t imagine WHERE I picked up these germs. Perhaps it was on the flight down, when that little toddler was sitting on his mom’s lap behind us hacking away and showering the first 6 rows with a grotesque shower of microbes? Or maybe it was from holding on to the handrails and safety bars on all the rides and then shoveling popcorn into my mouth or licking the churro dust from my fingers without first washing my hands? Good Lord, I’m gagging just thinking about all the bacteria I’ve ingested over the past 5 days. I’ll probably also contract scurvy or dysentery. Maybe polio. Only time will tell.
This morning, Chad and I spent some time with Leah and Kenny shopping on Main Street and then walking around Toontown (a wise choice for 4 adults.) We let the kids take off and go on some rides by themselves and it was nice to have some quiet grown up time. Well, as quiet as our grown up time gets anyway. Eventually they met up with us and we walked Leah and Kenny to the monorail to say our goodbyes. They had to check out at 11 and start their long drive home. We were sad to see them go – they are so easy to travel with and so much fun to be around. I don’t know how I got so lucky to have a sister who is my best friend. Especially since she hated me so much when we were children that at times, I could actually see steam come out of her ears whenever I opened my mouth… or sucker punched her from behind when she least expected it. I don’t know why she didn’t like me.
After awhile, the 5 of us ended up at California Adventure for lunch. We ate at Taste Pilot’s Grill and then took the kids to the hotel pool. The park was getting pretty busy and the sun was really warming up. We all got very pink in the 2 hours we spent there. I don’t know what it is about the feeling of the ultraviolet radiation slowly burning your skin that feels so fabulous, but it sure is nice. After getting cleaned up and dressed we moved downstairs to Downtown Disney for some shopping and a movie. For the low-cost price of only 71 dollars we saw Tron in 3D. 71 dollars. For movie tickets. I said 71 dollars. Seventy. One.
The movie let out just in time for us to get to Disneyland for the beginning of the fireworks, which we bypassed so we could get on the rides without waiting in line. Fantasmic was up next and we skipped that too. After the rides, we ate some gumbo and clam chowder bread bowls at Royal Street Veranda while waiting for the Fantasmic crowd to disperse. It was delicious, but man, there is really no delicate wait to eat that bread once the soup is gone. You just sort of tear into it like those lions eating the zebra on the Jungle Cruise. It’s all very primitive. And once again, you lick your fingers, swallowing those small pox germs right down. Hoark.
It’s gonna be hard to leave tomorrow. It always is. But we’re going to sleep in, maybe order room service and completely relax before we have to head to LAX, where we will be x-rayed and patted down and our suitcases will be ransacked and we may possibly be interrogated about our reasons for flying to Seattle. Come to think of it, I’m missing our Road Trips. Time to plan another one!
Here You Leave Today and Enter the World of Yesterday, Tomorrow, and Fantasy
The Niemeyers
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