if somebody told you that you couldn't spend three-and-a-half straight days in Disneyland (especially if it's raining the entire time), then that somebody is lying. or is disney-phobic. and maybe there are a couple of other scenarios.
but, in OUR scenario, three-and-a-half days left us totally mickey-satiated and happy.
thank our lucky stars for megs, the newly self-declared family photographer, for doing such a great job capturing our trip play-by-play... makes blogging about it a cinch!
day (night) 1:
i broke a spoon at meghan's before we even left for the airport!
i lost my phone at the denver airport. off to a good start, huh?
i found my phone, lucky for me, some good semaritan turned it in and megs was a rock star in helping to keep me calm (see, it WAS off to a good start!)
here we are being welcomed to the disneyland hotel. isn't that nice of mickey and minnie to be there for the occasion?
day 2:
you know how when people go on boats, they grow water legs? when meghan goes to disneyland, she grows duck legs... i know, weird
we jumped up on the entrance gates to take a picture (what - we were excited!) and then got in trouble. so this picture captures us jumping off the gate. only meghan's taller than i am, so i'm already on the ground.
us getting in trouble right out of the gate (har har)
- rain
- rain
- puddles (check out that air!)
- soaked
- dry clothes! so fresh and so clean clean! (see what i mean about the thorough photo documentation?)
tower of terror. can i please say that i hate that ride? you can throw me on any roller coaster and i won't complain. but those up and straight down rides just don't do it for me. at all. i apparently screamed every time we moved (up OR down). let's just say that i woke up the next day with a very hoarse voice. what misery
why is this dinner roll talking to meghan? why because we're in disneyland, of course!
why is this brawny man polishing my head? why because it was dirty, of course!
day 3:
sometimes even though it's a girls trip, boys like to crash the party
so, in order to stay, they have to go through the initiation process
he passed that test, so we let him stay. which was a good thing because he did a great job keeping meghan protected from the rain... at least her right shoulder...
and then, this is just how mean these people are. they made me go on the tower of terror AGAIN! they were using my frantic reaction to the ride for their own entertainment!!
i relost my voice from screaming my guts out again. there was even a group of little girls (let's say about 8) on the ride with us. their screams as a whole were about half of what mine were. don't believe me? ask meghan - she secretly RECORDED THE WHOLE THING on her phone!! like i said, i was terrified for their entertainment. so, i lost my voice again. but at least...
when we got back to the hotel that night, meghan seriously walked into the room, fell backwards onto the bed... and was fast asleep.
but no worries because she woke up quite energized for
day 4:
we met goofy. and he was scared of meghan. so he didn't want her in the picture
she didn't take it personally. instead she decided to use it to her good and to hide herself throughout the park to make sure she was never excluded from a disney picture ever again
so, what do you learn from spending three-and-a-half days at disneyland?? to always hold hands instead of dancing at the edge of your seat. aka, "Permanece sentados, por favor"
