April 9, 2007
So, Disneyland! Went with my friend S, her daughter A, and Gen's friend Jessie (Gen had to work--sad!). It was a little crowded what with spring break and all, but still good. I got me a season pass (yay!), which I think I will get good use out of.
So, the rundown: we started at Disneyland with Matterhorn, Small World, and Autopia. Then to California Adventure where we went on Flick's something-or-other spinny thing in food boxes, and buggy bumper cars! Love me some bumper cars. California Screamin', then to the Animation area where we did Turtle Talk with Crush and learned to draw JIMINY CRICKET! So cute! Tower of Terror, Monsters Inc., Soarin' Over California, and then back across to Disneyland for Space Mountain where Crystal popped in to ride with us (somuchfun!). Then we hit up Indiana Jones before taking off for the night. Also? We ate everything. Everything. Ice cream, chocolate covered strawberries... Mmm, Disney snacks. Eleven hours of Disney, sounds good to me!
So, the rundown: we started at Disneyland with Matterhorn, Small World, and Autopia. Then to California Adventure where we went on Flick's something-or-other spinny thing in food boxes, and buggy bumper cars! Love me some bumper cars. California Screamin', then to the Animation area where we did Turtle Talk with Crush and learned to draw JIMINY CRICKET! So cute! Tower of Terror, Monsters Inc., Soarin' Over California, and then back across to Disneyland for Space Mountain where Crystal popped in to ride with us (somuchfun!). Then we hit up Indiana Jones before taking off for the night. Also? We ate everything. Everything. Ice cream, chocolate covered strawberries... Mmm, Disney snacks. Eleven hours of Disney, sounds good to me!
Everyone loves those awesome roller coaster pictures, right? Just for the record, I'm a screamer. Witness the huge dork below in the "extended entry" section.
This is like Where’s Waldo on Tower of Terror! Can you spot me?
Riding California Screamin’. You can barely see Little A, she’s so, well, little! Hee!
Riding California Screamin’. You can barely see Little A, she’s so, well, little! Hee!