Flying home from Los Angeles I chose to sit by the window. I took advantage of this and enjoyed the scenery below.
Flying over California was neat. The change in landscapes was quick paced. Almost immediately leaving Los Angeles there were mountains and farmland. Lots of earthy tones of brown and green.
As we approached the Vancouver airport, the view changed drastically to more lush green and the blue of the water surrounding the outskirts.
Flying over both was surreal to me. In California- I could see below us all of the many roads we have driven in the past to get to Disneyland. Arriving at Vancouver, I could see the many locations that my work services. Rail cars and train tracks that I have been on numerous times. Plus many local roads that I have driven.
Once you’re in the air- flying is neat. The other stuff at airports, check in, paperwork, delays, etc… sucks. I prefer a good old fashioned road trip.
Disneyland is great fun. Over the course of three days, we hit probably 90% of the rides. Which is a big portion of our trip usually. We utilize the FastPass option frequently. Disneyland has a MaxPass option for an additional $10/day per person. We didn’t feel that was of any value to our trip. A few extra steps to go get a pass won’t hurt me.
Besides the rides, we love meeting the characters. Our first trip, the girls met all the princesses as they dressed as princesses. We’ve also met numerous Disney characters over the years as well.
This year is no different. We took the time to meet a few characters (not including the cockroach from Wall-E). Each and every moment so far has been filled with jokes and laughs.
Another great aspect of Disneyland and California Adventure is the shows. We stop pretty often for the short side shows on the streets.
We also like taking in some stage shows. Disneyland goes all out and is a leader in how to create these entertainment experiences. This year we enjoyed “Frozen.”
Of course fireworks, parades and other nighttime shows are wonderful to watch.
We find some great moments by trying to experience everything. We have become a true “Disney Family” and love each and every moment in the parks.
Finding joy in some of the silliest things is what I love about life. Even in Disneyland when things aren’t always as magical as you think.
We had a few “Not-So-Magical” moments Saturday. But we had fun nonetheless.
My son’s car in Autotopia died before he could even get in. When I got to the end of the ride, they stopped us all in a row to insert a new car. No big deal, but it made the ride last longer.
On our walk to the train station, I met a celebrity from Wall-E.
Ya, it’s just a bug. But I had to have some fun with the idea of it.
Later in the evening while we were in line for Pirates of the Caribbean, it broke down.
People cheered both times as the ride started up again. The Disneyland App was pretty fast at posting rides going down.
None of this made our trip any less enjoyable. In fact it made it just as memorable as previous visits to Disneyland. We are still having a great time despite these flaws behind the magic.
Back at the end of January/ beginning of February 2009, I was getting laid off. So we took that opportunity to go to Disneyland for the first time. I was told on the Wednesday that on the Friday I’d be laid off. So we went onto the Disneyland website and booked tickets and a hotel starting the Sunday.
That Saturday morning, Mickey and his friends called our house and the kids answered the call. Their ages were 2,4 and 6. They lit up! Immediately after the call, we packed our minivan and hit the road. We drove straight through for 26 hours taking turns driving.
We arrived at the Portifino Inn and Suites. It was perfect. Separate bedroom for the kids and only a short walk to the park. This our third time returning to stay at the hotel.
The rooms are spacious and moderately priced. Like most hotels near Disneyland, this one boasts a parking lot pool. It’s the perfect size for a quick dip to relax.
There’s only two things that would make this place one of my favorite hotels.
Unfortunately there is no breakfast offered. Nothing more than the in-room coffee is available. I’d worry that if there was breakfast offered- it’d be subpar. So maybe no breakfast is a good thing, especially for the price we pay.
Secondly, better WiFi.
Just like German WiFi- it’s the wurst. It drops constantly and has trouble connecting. Walking up to the hotel or at the pool- it works great. In the rooms, it sketches out. Having teens- (and myself) this is life ending! But we are trudging through.
We like staying at this hotel. Even with a couple of flaws. For a place to rest my head and enjoy some downtime- this place is perfect.
We always do something unique for every trip we take to Disneyland. This year we hit a place called “The Void” in Downtown Disney. We played though “The Secrets of the Empire” which was Star Wars based.
I wish I could’ve taken photos inside. The VR was more than just wearing goggles. You go in and harness up with a helmet and vest. It was pretty intense. Not only do you see a 360° view of everything, there is so much more. As you turn your head, the sound is full 360° as well. Your other senses also get assaulted. You feel the heat and cold as you actually move through the levels.
Yes- you walk around!
There are smells and scents as well depending on where you go. And you grab at stuff, interact with buttons, and shoot blasters! The storyline reacts to what you do.
My wife and I teamed up while our kids went off on their own. The interactivity in the VR world was incredible. It was a ton of fun. While we were doing it, we were fully immersed. By the end, it was all too real. Afterwards, my wife felt her fear of heights was almost real even though we were planted firmly on the ground. It was sensory overload, but worth every penny.
What we experienced was amazing. Worth the cost and such a wicked memory was created. If I could share what I saw- you’d be amazed. Even though it was about thirty minutes of play, it felt like a full movie. An interactive movie.
Check out The Void for other adventures.
Yesterday we flew with Westjet out of Vancouver to Los Angeles. The check in was easy and my wife got the extra screening bonus going through customs. (Which has nothing to do with the flight…) The staff were really friendly and helpful.
But then our flight was delayed two and a half hours because… an employee had damaged the plane… or that’s what we were told by another employee. We had to wait for another flight to come in from Winnipeg in order to get a new plane to ride. So I took a nap before we boarded. Shit happens. I’d rather get on an undamaged plane.
I guess because the flight was late, we got to enjoy taxiing around the runway in Vancouver before departing another 30 minutes later. The flight itself was smooth. Included in the price- we were given a sip of soda and a tiny snack pack of pretzels. To watch any movies- we had to download the Westjet App. Rather frustrating.
When we touched down, the plane drove around every part of LAX terminal for 45 minutes before stopping and having everyone disembark and then board a bus for a ten minute drive back to the terminal. After all was said and done, we were over 4 hours later than we originally planned. Even the employees were getting edgy by the end. But they kept their cool.
This year I have had too much vacation time.
Shut the front door! How can someone have too much time off?
Well it seems I may have. I never thought it was possible. I was lucky enough to have some of my vacation carried over from previous years. As if my regular five weeks off wasn’t enough. But I have also had three extra weeks that I have enjoyed as well this year.
What are you complaining about!?
I’ve enjoyed the freedom of relaxing and traveling this year. With a whirlwind of trips including Tokyo, Calgary, Leavenworth, Bridge Lake and 20 Mile Bay. I feel as if I was destined to travel.
Today we are off to Disneyland. The hardest part isn’t my time off. The problem is returning to work. All this time off is getting me to plan for retirement. Which is in 15 years. Which is going to come damn fast if I keep working.
While at work I look forward to my next vacation. While on vacation- I do not think about work. It’s pretty awesome. But I don’t ever want to return to work. That’s the new dilemma. All my extra time has spoiled me.
It’s just too much time off.
I have never needed prescription glasses. The last time I had my eyes checked- I had better than 20/20 vision. Hooray!
A few years ago I bought a pair of red contacts for some steampunk cosplay I was doing. The first few times of putting them in were absolute hell. My eyes were so irritated and my allergies flared up. Eventually, I became accustomed to it. So a few years later I bought some spiderweb ones for Halloween. I really enjoyed wearing both, but could only do a short time before they felt like someone was using a scouring pad on my corneas. I’d want to gouge my eyes out with a frozen ice cream scoop just to ease the burning.
Last year I threw out the lenses since I hadn’t worn them in ages. I had forgotten them in the back of a drawer and they had dried out. I kind of like having eyesight, so tossing out cheap contacts seemed like a logical thing to do.
Not having to stick my fingers into my eyes on a regular basis made me appreciate my eyesight. My wife had Laser eye surgery over a year ago to correct her vision. She’s still not perfect, but does not require contacts anymore. She’s happier now.
Maybe I’ll buy some new cosmetic contacts again one day, but only when my memory of the pain is diminished.
I successfully went the entire month of September
not being abducted by aliens not drinking. I’m not gonna lie, I feel goram good about it. (That’s my Firefly reference for the year btw). it was a personal goal that I successfully met. Like when I quit smoking cold turkey 13 years ago.
Being that the limitations I set out a month ago were personal ones, there was nothing stopping me from giving up and having just one drink last month. No one else would’ve cared. But it mattered to me. A couple times I really wanted a beer to just “feel normal” after a tough day. I contemplated whether drinking makes me normal or if my indulgences make me more like Rick Sanchez. Thus making drinking a part of who I am.
Will I have a drink on “Day One” after my month of sobriety?
Will I refrain from ever drinking again? Doubtful. I’m just not planning on partaking in alcohol any time soon.
Previously I would look forward to my days off or vacation time by planning my drinking schedule. WOW that sounds bad. But when I’ve been drinking for 25 years, that’s kinda how I plan my life- it just became normal. What’s strange about that observation is that many people live like this. Planning to the end of the work week or the next social drink. This is totally acceptable.
I never let alcohol interfere with work or the obligations to my family. But when you train your kids how to serve a drink or fetch a beer- is that the role model I really want to be? Haha, maybe… it’s cute in a bizarre way to have a two year old hand you a beer, right?
I’ve always become more socially fun after a few drinks. It doesn’t mean I don’t have fun when not drinking. It’s just a different “let loose” fun.
When I examine my lifestyle- Staying alcohol free may be the best plan for at least a little while longer. My bank account is feeling relief. My body is doing great- I’m napping less and my allergies are calmer. But I don’t think it’s ever going to happen that I never touch a drop again. I am in no rush to grab a beer over the next while that’s for sure.
But I am starting vacation soon… and there’s this margarita stand that I like…
I need to read more poetry in my life.
Well written, upbeat poetry. Not the dark and gloomy style that seems to be prevalent everywhere. I don’t need to have the sense of a storm cloud hovering over me as I read. That being said, I am fond Edgar Allan Poe.
I’m looking for some good poets to be recommended. If you know of any, let me know- I’d love to read some.
But I don’t like picking up books entitled “The Complete Works Of…” That means everything: good and bad. And bad can be bad; or bad poetry can be humorous in its own way.
That can be fun, especially when the author isn’t intending it to be.