So much for that sleeping in until 6 bit. But hey, waking up
at 4:30 has its merits - lots of time to write these posts, for one. It didn't
help that I ended up going to sleep less than an hour after eating last night's
massive multicourse meal. I'd like to say lesson learned but I'm pretty sure
that's exactly what will happen on every longhaul flight on this trip. Lesson
not even remotely learned?
Since I was already up, I decided it would be a good day to
use the Morning Magic Hour that came with my Disneyland
ticket and head into the park an hour early. That still left me with 3 hours to
kill, so I took advantage of the complimentary Starbucks breakfast and enjoyed
a muffin while reading USA Today. Does anyone read USA Today anywhere other
than at a hotel or airport?
When I arrived at Disneyland
it immediately became clear that today was not going to be an orderly day at
the parks. Their systems were down. I'm not sure what the problem was, but it
affected a broad range of things from their ability to scan tickets, to the
Fastpass system and even their ability to accept credit cards. Mild disaster.
Later in the day when I tried to get into Disney California Adventure it took
20 minutes just to make it through the turnstiles because they had been reduced
to checking photo IDs.
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If only every morning was a magic morning |
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Blissfully empty |
The day did not start at Mr. Toad's Wild Ride (don't worry -
tomorrow's would), but instead I made a beeline for Peter Pan. The woman in
front of me in line was also on a solo trip and she had a way fancier camera. I
almost asked her if she could e-mail me her photos so I could pretend like I
took them and amaze you all. We ventured over together to Mr. Toad as well,
where I saw the craziest hidden Mickey. I am absolutely awful at spotting them
but yesterday someone had tipped me off that there were two small, painted
Mickey's in the eyes of the Mr. Toad statue in line. Sure enough, there they
were!
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Never do I feel as weird as when I'm riding Peter Pan alone |
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I can see my house from here...yeah, I just made that joke |
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I forsee a new Facebook icon for me |
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Wish I was an Imagineer so I could put Hidden Mickeys everywhere |
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Alice in Wonderland is a great ride but I literally refuse to ride it solo |
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Wait a second, this doesn't exist in Orlando. Sadly it was down for renovations. |
I ended up taking a bunch of photos while in line for Snow
White and Pinnochio, prompting the gentleman in front of me (also here by
himself by the looks of it) to ask if I was a Disney blogger. No sir, just a
man determined to take the internet along on his vacation.
At that point it was still only 8:30 and I had 30 more
minutes of relative peace and quiet in the park as part of the Magic Morning
hour. I headed over to the Finding Nemo submarines, located on the former site
of 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea. In Walt Disney World they have a similar ride
at EPCOT except that it sucks and no one goes on it, whereas the Disneyland version is pretty spectacular. I hear that
when the ride first opened you couldn't find a wait less than 60 minutes
because of how slowly it loads. Thankfully that does not appear to be the case
any more.
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It's not 20,000 Leagues but it will do |
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Another awesome dark ride that's not at Disney World |
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Absolutely. Fucking. Terrifying. (Expand to see why if you can't otherwise) |
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Little known fact: Wicked Queens can be appeased with pennies. |
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If I told you all my wish then it wouldn't come true, right? |
I spent the rest of the morning doing a variety of my favorite
rides, including the far superior DL version of Pirates of the Caribbean, the
virtually identical to WDW but much less popular here version of Winnie the
Pooh and the basically the same but better themed version of Big Thunder
Mountain Railroad. On
Splash Mountain I ended up sharing a log with another single
rider - a middle-aged Hispanic woman who was up for the day from
San Diego and whose 21-year-old son decided that he was
too cool to go to
Disneyland with his mom.
When we finished the ride she gave me her still-in-the-package-unused emergency
poncho, which will come in handy during the rainy season at Hong Kong DL and
Tokyo Disney. Thank you, random lady in line!
The morning also involved a snack of mixed berries and a
mint julep. Dammit all, why doesn't the Magic Kingdom
have a New Orleans Square
so I can get a non-alcoholic, sugared-up mint julep any time I want?
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Ah, so that's where my students but their papers from |
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FIBER |
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We have 999 happy haunts, but there's room for a thousand. Any volunteers? |
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Mint julep. Bonus: Creepy disembodied hand! |
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It would take an emergency to get me into it |
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Remember this one for later |
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I <3 maps |
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Nicest secluded spot in Disneyland |
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Fantastic recreation of the French Quarter |
Lunch meant more pomme frites at Cafe Orleans and this time
I sprung for the three cheese monte cristo. You want to take out the turkey and
ham and instead put in creamy brie? Yeah, I can go for that.
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This jazz band played during my Cafe Orleans lunch every day |
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Damn straight I'm posting a photo of the fries again! |
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Even better than it looks |
After lunch I made the one mile (literally, thank you
iPhone) trek from Cafe Orleans over to Monsters Inc. only to find out that it
was down. Again. Will I ever get to ride it? Only time will tell.
Having sated my need for rides, it was time for some
shopping. My plan is to get a pin and a t-shirt at every Disney park on the
trip. Here you can see my Disneyland
purchases. It took 30 minutes in line to get these as they had to write down
every purchase and then call in any credit cards to central processing because
of the system problems.
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Wait a second...what the heck is Hollywood Studios doing in Anaheim? |
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What our dog looks like when she's Pooh'd in the Corner. Aww yeah, the payoff for that joke was totally worth it. |
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Classic. |
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A Disneyland shirt I'd actually wear - not easy to find |
The afternoon entailed trip report writing, doing a little
work, a quick nap and a walk to the local Target, conveniently located right
across the street from my usual Anaheim
hotel, the Sheraton Garden Grove. It was awkward seeing the Sheraton; I felt
like I was cheating on it. Look, Sheraton, I love you. It's just the Hilton is
closer, has a better breakfast, and doesn't charge for internet or the awesome
views. Maybe we should just see other hotels for a little while? Y'know, take a
break? Awww, don't be like that, Sheraton. A part of me will always love you
but did you check out the views on the Hilton?
The Target stop involved purchasing a new backpack. I had
hoped my old backpack would make it through the trip but it became clear within
the first two days that there was no way that was happening. Thankfully Target
had basically the exact same backpack, just eight years newer. Thus ends a good
run for my old Targus backpack, just a few months after the laptop it was
originally purchased to house also bit the dust at the hands (paws?) of my
roommate's dog. Goodbye old laptop. Goodbye laptop backpack. You both served me
well. Rest with honor.
As a final note, my relatively new laptop has already
suffered some damage on the trip and I am a bit concerned. The base of the
screen appears to be cracking open. I have the crazy thorough Dell warranty
because I am not kind to my laptops, but I hope it can make it through the next
six weeks first. Let's hope the luck of the Irish (note: I'm not Irish) is with
me.
This is getting better everyday !
ReplyDeleteFloriday Gooner I love your Trip Report !
Have a safe trip to Hong Kong.
I.T.
Glad you are enjoying it!
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