Thursday, November 1, 2012

Disneyland 2012 - Day 4

Good times on the Tower of Terror
It’s usually at this point in a Disneyland vacation, when the days start to blend together, and I forget what day it is, where we spent the morning, and whether we’ve been on the Haunted Mansion two times or twelve.  Right now, all I know is that we have to leave for the airport tomorrow night at 6:00.  The kids and Chad are all tucked in, and I just sat down to recount today’s events, while eating candy from last night, which I will blame on the children in the morning.

This morning, we let the kids sleep in, per Ali’s birthday wish.  When they woke up, they immediately dumped all their candy on the floor to sort and trade.  Once each kid had bartered his/her way to happiness, we headed out to La Brea Bakery, which is where Ali wanted to have breakfast for her birthday. 
 
Sorting through last night's loot
The birthday girl and her proud mommy
 Inside Disneyland, Ali got to choose the first ride:  Big Thunder Mountain!  Chad was feeling much better than last night, but decided not to join us for this ride.  Then it was over to Fantasyland, to enjoy all the old-school rides that make us miss the days when our kids were toddlers, and we get all misty and nostalgic.  We saw Mary Poppins over by The Matterhorn, and only a couple people had spotted her, so she was pretty much alone – and I was too chicken to approach her!  I got nervous, and my hands got clammy.  I followed her from a safe distance trying to work up the courage.  Ashley and I kept telling the other one to "just say hi.  What are you afriad of?"  Chad was urging me to go and ask for a photo, but I couldn’t.  I don’t know what’s worse – the fact that I missed out on a photo op with my childhood idol, or the fact that a part of me believed she was the real Mary Poppins.  People have been committed to loony bins for lesser deeds. 
 
Big Thunder Mountain Railroad
The kids were itching to go back to Splash Mountain, so Chad and I bought some soup and a baked potato at The Harbour Galley, and watched the logs come out the top of the ride and drop down out of sight.  We somehow managed to miss our kids completely, they got off the ride and walked by us without any of us ever seeing each other.  Eventually Ali called us and we met back up.  We boarded the train at New Orleans Square and rode it to Main Street.  From there we went to Gibson Girl for ice cream.  Always a must in Disneyland.  Along with churros, dole whip, rocky road and pop corn.  Blech – that all doesn’t  sound so good anymore.  My body will thank me when we leave this place.

"We' re walkin' right down the middle of Main Street U.S.A."
We took the monorail back to the hotel and napped for a bit before Ali’s birthday dinner.  She had picked House of Blues, and we sat outside to enjoy people watching while we at our dinner.  Dinner was pretty good – very typical for themed restaurant, and Ali was given bread pudding for her birthday dessert.  After she blew out her candle, we all sampled it.  And the consensus was….. meh.  Probably my first and last time eating bread pudding.  Why’d they have to go and put bananas in there?
We spent the rest of the night at California Adventure,  and we laughed the entire time.  At one point, Jackson pretended to be blind on the Tower of Terror, keeping his eyes closed from the moment we got in line, until I forced him to open them once the ride was over, because he was holding up the people behind us while trying to “feel” his way off the ride.  And there’s really just no good way to describe how hilarious he was.  Ali was told “Happy Birthday, Alison” by just about every cast member we saw, and she had a fantastic and memorable 14th birthday.  She was grateful and happy the whole day.  Ashley spent a good 30 minutes at Build a Bear trying to decide on the next outfit to buy for her new teddy bear, Snuggles.  She told us tonight, “I don’t like hearing people say, ‘you sure are growing up.’  I don’t want to be 10.”  And I completely understand.

Why do we have to grow up? I know more adults who have the children's approach to life. They're people who don't give a hang what the Joneses do. You see them at Disneyland every time you go there. They are not afraid to be delighted with simple pleasures…” – Walt Disney
It’s like he was peering into the future and seeing the five of us.

-The Niemeyers

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