It’s a Small World after all
I’ve had plans every day to update, but we keep getting in at 10 or later to the hotels, and we’re always too busy in the morning. So you’re going to get several days at once. The cut doesn’t work, so apologies in advance to your friends page.
Dan’s sister Wendy came in late Saturday night from Canada to Santa Monica; she’s been splitting time between Yellowknife & LA for some time now, but on Saturday she came to Cali for good. And so on Sunday we went to see her and her boyfriend Andrew at their apartment in Santa Monica. We quickly set out for the bus to a favorite restaurant, then walked down the boardwalk to the pier. After a brief swing on the muscle beach, we hit the carnival, having a few rides on the carousel, a wade in the ocean, and some cotton candy.
We picked Wendy up at nine, then headed down to Anaheim. We’d gone on a weekday in hopes that it would be less populated, but it was so packed that by the end of the day it was declared "full," and no one else was admitted. The lines were very long, never less than forty-five minutes. So we chose carefully and made the best of what time we had.
We started with Star Tours, then parted while Dan & Wendy went to the Haunted Mansion while Anna and I toured the Princess area. She wanted to meet the princesses, but all the characters are walled off in special sections now, and you have to stay in line to meet them. The princess line all day was over two hours, and we just couldn’t waste the time. So we played paparazzi over the fence & took stealth photos and then got Anna’s face painted instead.
Space Mountain’s line had promised to be 75 minutes, but ended up being over two hours, then broke down just as Dan and Wendy were about to get on; while they battled that, Anna and I wandered down to Pixie Hollow because it was near to them, and would make a good last right. But to Anna’s delight we realized half-way through the 45 minute wait that it wasn’t a ride but a chance to meet the fairies. And so Anna met some yellow fairy and the famous Tinkerbell, and even got the latter’s autograph.
We had a ten hour trip from Las Vegas, Nevada, to Glenwood Springs, Colorado, and it was made more complicated by the fact that we lost an hour due to a time change and that we lingered too long at the buffet. We were tired, and I just couldn’t drive well, which left most of it to Dan. We canvassed the entire state of Utah, which was beautiful but barren, and when we hit the rainstorm at the top of the pass, we wondered if we were going to lose it completely. But we made it through, and finally arrived at Glenwood Springs tired, strung out, and ready for bed.
Today was our resting day; we slept in, then headed to a ranch just east of Meeker up in the mountains where we’d reserved a trail ride. It rained on the way there and poured on the way back, but the weather fairies blessed us yet again and made sure we had a (mostly) dry ride.
Our guide was great, too; as Dan put it, "That was a real cowboy."
In the meantime, here’s the link to the photo album starting at the Santa Monica day, and here’s the second volume I had to start with Disneyland, as I couldn’t fit it all in the first volume. Watch for our tweets tomorrow, and wish us good weather for the way home. Especially as Dan tackles the Loveland Pass tomorrow and more winding, winding roads.
See you soon.