I should have known what kind of day it was going to be when I got lost just driving to the park. But, to be fair, I'd never taken the 5 freeway before.
Meg was just finally glad to be there. We have things to do and people to see!
Today was a special day. I'd finally be getting something I've wanted for a very long time. A Disneyland Annual Pass.
We walked up to the AP processing center, which had very little wait.
We were in and out of there in no time.
We were set to meet my family somewhere, but they didn't answer. So we hopped in line for Indiana Jones.
I could tell already, it was going to be a very busy day.
Coming up the single rider line, who should we happen to run into?
The gang's all here!
Theeemmmiiiiinnnng.
James has a habit of poking his body parts into things. Let's be thankful that it's just his head this time.
He's always getting into things. We lost him shortly after this... guess where we found him again...
"Every one watch out a hippo! *FIRE* whew. That was scary s***. Oh, I'm sorry ma'am, I meant that s*** was scary."
Anywho, we wandered over to Pirates and found that this:
Was the line to get in. Yes.
Father and Kerri convince James and Meg to wait in this line.
Fast forward a bit, and we were finally on the ride. There was much rejoicing.
Meanwhile, James tries to break into Club 33.
Next was The Haunted Mansion.
James wonders how I got so tall.
Uncle Pat is very mature.
Father strikes a pose. True story, father used to be a water bottle hand model. True story.
I can't tell if this means he wants to ride Pirates again or that he's been poisoned. I'll just assume it's the former.
It was then Pooh time.
See, James? This is what happens when you put your body into things.
Though, it was quite amusing when some ass sneaked up on Father.
Kid on a leash! ...This one seems to be dragged up those stairs....
HILARIOUS!
King of the wild frontier.
Every one's a kid at Disneyland. Except the ones on leashes. They don't count.
Realizing that we're not making good time and feeling very hungry, we headed to Downtown Disney for some lunch.
Man, it's packed.
Kerri is naive, it's her first visit.
Some delicious lunch at La Brea Bakery.
Thug life.
It was then time to check out The Other Park.
Mainly because we wanted to ride this. Because, even if there are better ones out there, it's still WAY AWESOME.
James and I are confused by the Spanish AP benefits.
The 70 minute wait has made Meg go insane.
Soon, the rest followed.
Tower of Terror gave us all Midway Madness.
I could swear I was starting to see things...
Gah! Now I hope I'm seeing things.
I then wrestled the camera back from him. Sorry about that.
Meg loves cute ducks.
In Threeeee Deeeee!
In Seven Deeeee!
We then rode single rider, CA Screamin'.
It was starting to get dark, so we made our way toward the exit,
saw this cute cat,
and went back into Disneyland.
Here, James became a pretty girl.
I don't have pictures of it, but I just gotta say, riding Matterhorn during the fireworks? Amazing. Seriously. Every time we'd come out of the mountain a firework shot up into the sky. It was probably the best thing I've ever done at Disneyland.
]A late night ride on Big Thunder was our last outing.
We couldn't do anything else once everyone started becoming blurry.
So until next time!
