Disneyland: The Lost Weekend

To think that this time last year we were living in Las Vegas and about to run off to SoCal for the weekend. Who knew that a year later, Rich would be back working for a Silicon Valley company and we’d be getting ready for our first trip back together.

Getting ready for this trip, I was thinking back to that last weekend in SoCal but couldn’t find the trip report. Did we write one? If not, I must rectify that pronto.

Anyway, we got up early Saturday morning, drove the 4 hours and checked into Residence Inn. We headed for Huntington Beach, drove down PCH to Newport Beach, parked and walked. A friendly lady asked Rich to help her with the umbrella on the patio of her beach cottage – she trusted him because he was wearing his Angels Baseball shirt – lol! We had lunch at a dive bar. It was a blast.

That night, we drove to Disneyland, parked in the Downtown Disney parking lot to see how that would work (instead of the dreaded parking garage), and headed for Disneyland. This year, the Holiday Haunted Mansion was open early and we wanted to ride it. The line was huge! My knee was hurting. So after riding the usual Pirates, etc, we got out of line and headed for the train station to save my knee. Just as we got there, they closed the train for the fireworks, Fantasmic, etc. I hobbled back to the front of the park and hobbled on over to the Hearthstone Lounge at the GC for a FAB.

The next morning, we had breakfast at Norm’s – “Norm!” – just like on “Men of a Certain Age.”

A morning walk on the beach, and then the 4-hour drive home. We did it once but after we returned home, I knew I’d want to do it every weekend. And that’s when we started the ball rolling to leave Las Vegas.

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