Sunday, December 5, 2010
Sunday showed up and the weather was crap. The furniture hasn't arrived and the shopping is done. We really have no idea what we still need and what the heck is happening until our stuff shows up. We have the rudimentary items. We can cook and bathe etc. but as far as actually living a normal life things are still a little crazy.
My mother-in-law came down to help with the kids while Lisa set things up but as mentioned above, nothing is here to set up. What would we do with our Sunday? One word...
Disneyland lies around 50km south of Los Angeles in the city of Anaheim. It takes little time to make the trip and if one stays on the freeway Compton can be avoided. Of course, a bullet filled side trip could always be made if one liked taking their life in their hands or if they wanted to be jumped in to the Crips or the Bloods depending on the exit. We drove straight through and made it to the resort area in under forty minutes.
I hadn't been in over thirty four years. Miete has never been. I think I was more excited. Entry fees paid we boarded the shuttle bus and headed in, I was well ahead of the others as I hurriedly entered the gates.
I have to say, it's a classy operation from start to finish. No detail is overlooked and no one element does not represent the Disney image. Now, whether or not that image is untarnished and is as puritanical as the Disney corporation would have you believe, should bare some examination. From our experience though, it was a fun platter with a side of awesome.
We did the classics with a few exceptions due to long lines. Pirates, teacups, and Dumbo. Peter pan and Pooh bear went over like gangbusters. Miete lost her mind when we happened across the 'meet the princesses' exhibit. They were awesome and let's face it, they're pretty and are wearing the full princess gear which matches the movies they represent. What's not to like? Belle was her favourite and was definitely the warmest.
After the Pirates of the Caribbean, which was a little too intense, dark and loud for the little girl we took a ride on Winnie the Pooh. This was another big hit. Bright colours and fun animatronics and as we exited we saw Tigger, Eeyore and Pooh bear all dressed in Santa hats. Kapow. Hit number three.
Waiting in line was only semi-eventful. The actors needed a five minute break and so they took off for a water and to probably take the wicked leak they desperately needed. Before they returned, the small latino kid in front of us did a triple gainer and smashed his melon on the concrete hard enough that I felt it in my feet (no kidding). His mother immediately picked him up stating that he was fine. I figured he was concussed. I guess this is why they make great boxers.
Miete, unlike myself when I visited the Magical Kingdom as a child, loved the dressed up mascots. I remember losing my cool most horribly when Donald Duck came near me. Miete ran to Pooh, Eeyore and Tigger and hugged each one in turn and giggled like a mad man every time. It was super cute.
We hit another couple of rides on the way out including Casey Jr.'s Circus Train. I thought it might be an anti-climax but I was so wrong. Miete pumped her arms like the wheels of a locomotive the entire time and sang along with the song.
As if the day was awesome enough we ran smack dab into the middle of the Disneyland parade as we left. All the princesses were on the leading float then Woody, followed by Gepetto, Jimminy and Pinnochio. Buzz Lightyear was followed by twelve reindeer and then low and behold Santa. It was pure awesomeness and allowed us to avoid the expected meltdown on the way out.
Back in the shuttle bus and to our car we headed out. Miete was ruined. Normally unable to sleep in the car she was out inside of ten minutes and stayed out even when carried upstairs and put to bed.
I'm not sure how we'll top this. She pretty much is living the dream.