It has been many years since I was last at Disneyland. I think it was when Katie was a baby. At that time, the parking lot was right in front of Disneyland. That parking lot is now the California Adventure Park. Terri and her kids rode with Mom and me in our car to Disneyland and met up with Russ, who drove from Utah.
We started at Disneyland Main Street.
We rode lots of rides without a long wait because Terri was in a wheelchair. It was pretty nice to have short lines for each ride. We had a nice rest riding the Monorail.
At California Adventure Park, we were disappointed that we did not get short wheelchair lines. Since it was built recently, it was designed with wheelchairs in mind. That means that you can wait in the full line without getting out of a wheelchair. As a result we had a lot more “waiting in line” time.
While we were waiting in line for the Toy Story ride, Mom was texting Julie.
Then we got our 3-D glasses.
Here Stori is working on a turkey leg. I believe they turkey may have weighed more than Stori.
After going on California Screamin’, we went on a ride that was the scariest one there. It was Goofy’s Sky School. It had sharp turns that were not banked and I did not feel very safe. Signs like this one do not give one a feeling of comfort.
Mom and Stori rode on the Parachute ride.
We had to wait in line for the Grizzly River Run for quite a while.
We then went on Tower of Terror. I took a photo of the photo that comes up on the monitor. Most of us look like you expect to look when you suddenly drop several stories…except Mom. She looks calm like nothing happened. She must have guts of iron.
