As Gina and I were on our way to Disneyland on Saturday, we were discussing how we've never been at any sort of theme park with each other. And then we realized that wasn't true - in 1994, we both went on a marching band field trip to Walt Disney World for a week. However, seeing as our relationship was that of small dog following big dog around hopelessly, we didn't really see much of each other, except when we actually marched in the parade together. So we were comfortable in naming this Disneyland trip in 2006 as our first actual field trip to an amusement park together. For this, we were excited.
Whenever there is a moderate amount of stress in my life, my body responds by not allowing me to sleep well. I woke up at 6:30 Saturday morning, for no reason at all. I ran some errands, and by the time we were heading out of town to go to Disney, it was 12:00pm. We arrived at 1, anxious to start the day, excited, a clean slate of amusement park fun between the two of us.
We decided it was our job to take a bunch of pictures. We started right away.
Happy 50th Anniversary, Disneyland!
This is all flowers. Even the Mickey is flowers. Neato!
Inspiration! "It all started with a mouse." How sweet.
Waiting in line for the Matterhorn. As we stood in line, Gina took note of my shoulders and insisted we find some sunscreen. Luckily, a guy in front of us had some Mary Kay sunscreen that he swore by. He shared. We were happy.
We were very sad to find out that there is absolutely NO DANCING at Disneyland.
And then, about 3pm, something happened. I'm not sure if it was the adrenaline rush and subsequent crash, the heat, or sheer exhaustion, but the two of us got.. well... slappy. As evidenced in the following photos.
Someone in front of us smelled... really terrible.
We stayed for the fireworks, which, if the truth were to be told here and now, was the main reason I wanted to go to Disneyland in the first place. I remembered that my camera has a fireworks option, so I started experimenting. Some shots came out pretty well (framing not withstanding), like this shot of a Mickey Mouse head.
Other times, it sort of looked like Operation Shock and Awe.
And, to top it off, after much time spent deciding on which fun Disney hats/ears to buy, we went with the obvious choice:
Who says gays can't get married?!