Disneyland Diaries

My trip to DLand with Marie and Ashley was a blast. Let me share with you now some highlights and lowlights, mixed together like a magical cocktail for you below:

• Since I'm usually crazily early to the airport out of my own anxious paranoia, I decided to give myself a more casual two-hour buffer before heading out to the airport--and as a result, got there just forty-five minutes before my flight, just enough time to check my baggage
• One of the security personnel at the airport was wearing a turban. I fought the urge to take a picture
• My TV on my Virgin American flight didn't have most channels. Which bit.
• Our hotel was barely a two-minute walk to both the Disneyland- and California Adventure parks
• Soarin' Over California was breathtaking, and included both views of my hometown of San Diego and the Golden Gate Bridge. And the moment you've included San Francisco in something, you've got me
• If I never see another stroller again, it won't be too soon
• By the third day there, I'd become sick of the chubby soccer moms pointing out the obvious to their children, so I just randomly began imitating them by saying, "Katelynn! Katelynn! Katelynn! Look at the jack-o-lanterns, Katelynn! Katelynn! Katelynn!"
• I've never ingested so much expensive and unhealthy food in my life. I'm weeks behind at the gym
• The Twilight Zone of Terror rocked, similar to, but better than Freefall at Magic Mountain
• Get your hand stamped when you go from one park to the other. Although they have a computerized bar code system with their tickets, you still have to do shit the old fashioned way
• I got to take a picture next to a bust of Maleficient, my hero, and favorite Disney character
• Lilo, from "Lilo and Stitch", got all up in my grill at the restaurant in our hotel when I was texting one morning at breakfast. Fuckin' puppet almost got a fork in her eye
• Fast passes are an awesome concept--when they're available
• We got to go on Thunder Mountain--which I called the Rocky Horror Picture Show Mountain Ride because I thought it was called the Rocky Mountain--multiple times because the line was so short
• My sister Marie, cosmetology princess and hair maven, had to sit in the front row on Splash Mountain, and the massively irked look on her face when the picture was taken at the drop was rich
• My eleven-year-old niece Ashley loves to go on the fast roller coasters and thinks the slow rides of Fantasyland are for the birds
• I got to spend time with two of my favorite people in the world

As always, whenever I go out of town, I'm always thrilled to get home to my city by the bay. I'm still not completely caught up on sleep, but at least it'll be a shorter week, and then it's one holiday vacation after the next. Horr-fuckin'-ray!