Playing Catch Up (Part Two)

So, picking up where I left off...

The following day was day one at Disneyland. We were smart enough to begin the day with sunscreen though already tender from the previous sun exposure. You just don't burn the same way up here. After a few moments in the heat of early morning and some confidence browsing at the people around me, I decided to shed my outer layer and go in my tank top. Yes, me. Believe me, this was a weird moment for me. The hubby said I looked great, no reason to worry. He's my hubby, he's supposed to say that, but this time, I was really trying to believe it. It was too hot to argue.

We hit a lot of the favorites, beginning with Pirates of the Caribbean, definitely at the top of both our lists. My feet were already aching and the few designated smoking areas provided hard yet thankful seats upon to rest. It's weird smoking at Disneyland, it feels like I am breaking the rules. We hit up the Haunted Mansion, it was closed last time so it was the hubby's first experience. In line he said "do you smell it?" Huh? Smell what? Well the weed of course. After we boarded the "doom buggies" and the ride got underway, I finally smelled it. Someone was smoking weed in the Haunted Mansion. "Pass it over here!" The hubby exclaimed. "Yeah!" Another chimed in. This was the closest we came to the familiar herb the whole trip. After the ride we were even looking for who would be making a bee line for a food cart, no luck.

Don't tell Disney this, but we got breakfast for free. We found a stand in Adventure Land that had all sorts of fruits and vegetables and picked out a tray of mixed fruits (marked at $4) and a twenty ounce Coke (marked at $2.75) and wouldn't you know it, but there was pretty much no one around. In the attempt to find where to pay and who possibly to pay to, it became obvious that we could easily just walk away and no one would be the wiser. If this makes us bad people, so be it because believe me, we more then made up for it in my opinion with all the food and souvenirs to follow.

You know you are getting older when you don't have to do every ride. We did all of the big ones besides the Matterhorn. I've never been the biggest fan and since the hubby really isn't a roller coaster person he was fine passing it up. We even did Splash Mountain and got soaked. We didn't bother paying the $18 for the photo though, the hubby's expression was uneventful and as for me, I was hiding behind him.

Late afternoon we head into Downtown Disney and had an expensive Screwdriver at Uva Bar before heading over to the House of Blues for the Battle of the Bands concert. We went in as soon as the doors opened (an hour before the show started) and got some more expensive drinks and took some pictures. The first band was Guns Don't Argue and they weren't bad. A little harder then we prefer but they had a good sound. Unfortunately I can't find them on MySpace. The second band was awesome. They were called Albatross and the lead singer was this big burly guy who got up and screamed into the mic in between wandering off stage and taking swigs from a flask. They too do not have a MySpace. The third band was called the Damn Automatics. They weren't bad, a little trendy, maybe trying too hard. They did a cover that was good, I will check the little video I took on my camera and figure out what song it was. These guys you can find on MySpace. The fourth band... well we actually ended up leaving during them. They were called Kansas City Gunfight (and yes you can find them on MySpace) and they were way too emo for my tastes. Overly dramatic flock of seagulls hair thrashing from the eighties pretty much says it all. We stepped out onto the balcony and I enjoyed a cigarette amongst the punk influenced sea of tattooed people. Oddly enough I didn't feel completely out of place. Still in a tank top, I was tattooed too. The gift shop girl liked my ink, how about that for validation.

They had closed down the tram to the parking area for a grad night so with poor signs and bad directions it took forever to get to the car. My feet were throbbing. Along with the essential sand blasting of my feet the day before, I had a nice blister sitting center of the ball of my left foot. To make things worse, a similar blister was trying to make it's way to the surface on the same spot on the right foot. I was looking forward to sleep.

After five hours or so of broken slumber it was off for day two at Disneyland. We stopped by Rite-Aid first, the hubby needed a hat. His forehead was already peeling and his scalp was on the way to the same fate. After that we made a stop at McDonalds, can you blame us after yesterday's prices? My chicken sandwich tasted horrible but at least the fries were good. Oh yeah, had I forgotten to mention? My appetite went to shit with the lack of weed. Everything I ate either tasted bad or I just plain didn't want it. I was forcing myself to eat simply because I knew I needed to. I even bought a SlimFast to hold me over.

Even though we had a park hopper pass, we spent the whole time at Disneyland. California Adventure just isn't as entertaining when you don't like big roller coasters. I went this second day in a tank top as well, proud of me? I am. It was friggin' hot and sleeves would have sucked. After several hours in lines with brief rides in between we head off to Downtown Disney again to relax and cool down before meeting up with my doppelganger.

My dear doppelganger, you are beautiful. I recognized you instantly and it felt like you did the same. The Rainforest Cafe was great, you were right about the yummy drinks and I love my souvenirs glass and the stuffed frog. It was great getting a chance to sit and talk face to face like normal people instead of there being an internet between us. I hope we get a chance to do it again sometime.

After a few drinks, a few pictures and sadly saying our goodbyes to my doppelganger, the hubby and I headed back into Disneyland for the fireworks. We didn't get the best seats but the show was still amazing. I got a ton of pictures and a few really nifty videos. We didn't realize what a mass the people would be after the show and ended up shuffling along until we could escape to Pirates of the Caribbean for a final adventure before heading home. Along with a rosier glow, we had some nifty little souvenirs to bring home. It was great despite my protesting feet.

Okay, time for another break. The hubby just got home from work early and strategically got rid of Ketchup by encouraging a coworker to take him out to play pool. I still have two days of vacation and what's happened since I've gotten back to blog about though so rest assured that I will return.

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