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Went to Disneyland yesterday: Happiest Place on Earth. I go every year to celebrate my birthday. It's right up the road, about 30 minutes drive. If you stop in City Hall when you get there, and show them your ID, they'll give you a special name tag to wear, so that all day long, everywhere you go, people greet you by name with a rousing "Happy birthday!" People you don't even know .. from all over the country. Happy people. While waiting in line for one ride, I met an adorable 6-year old girl, who was also there to celebrate her birthday. (It could be argued who was acting more maturely.) I usually try to go mid-week, when it's not as crowded, but yesterday wasn't too bad. And the weather was absolutely gorgeous. Last year it was bone-chillingly cold. (Here in SoCal, that means the temperature dropped below 60-degrees.) I never go to Disneyland on the weekend during the summer. Not unless I want to wait 90 minutes for each ride and sweat my butt off standing in line next to stinky people. Did that once. Big mistake. Winter, mid-week is much nicer. Short lines, not much waiting. Security was tighter than I can ever recall. At each entrance point, they designated one person solely to check you out, looking for b0mbs and such. This is the first time I stayed into the night. The place is gorgeous after nightfall. Spectacular. So many colorful lights. I never realized so many people stay after dark. First ride of the day: Indiana Jones Temple of Doom (front seat for the birthday boy). Last ride: Star Tours to Endor. |
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