Disneyland, Day Four

Yes, I know . . . it was three months ago.  I hope you're not still on the edge of your seats. 

Recap?  Okay . . . Day One was driving, Day Two was eaten up by naps and temper tantrums, and Day three - more naps, and then puking at Disneyland.  I was frustrated, and angry.  It was no one's fault, but I felt like "This vacation is taking shots at me, and somewhere, laughing about it."  I chuckle now, going back to what I said late late in that blog on Day three, but it was a tough day.

Day four, much better.  Three months later, I can't give you a play by play, but it got much better.  I was able to get over (most of) the bitterness I was carrying around.  We had pictures taken, finally made it to Toon Town, and did loads of other stuff on my list.  I don't think it was on anyone else's list, but I wanted to go to the Tiki Room.  The boys and I listen to the song all the time, so I think it was exciting for them to get to see it.  The boys still had to take a nap, but I was able to (finally) get on Indiana Jones. 

After the boys' nap, we went back to the park . . . and did our end of vacation shopping.  Jacket, shirt, hat, and a stuffed animal . . . for everyone!  Mom decided to take all of the goodies back to the hotel, and even though I had a bit of an upset stomach, Dad and I stayed with the boys.  No, you don't get all of the details.  It was three months ago.  After we were done, though, we headed to New Orleans.  Earlier in the day, the Pirates of the Carribbean was closed.  Now it was open, with TEN minutes' wait time.  We jumped in line.  I was a little bit nervous for Z, but he sat between dad and I, and did great!  By the time we were done, it was getting darker.  We decided not to stay for the show in New Orleans.  There was just nowhere to be. 

We went, instead, to Fantasyland.  And what a great idea!  I wanted to see the Storybook ride at night.  They told us, in line, that if you're on the boat when the fireworks start, the boat stops and you stay.  Dad and I hesitated.  When we were in the front of the line, we stepped off to the side.  And jumped on the last boat.  We barely pulled away from the loading dock when the fireworks started.  We were sitting down.  There were no crowds, no trees.  A perfect view.  When it was over, we got to finish the ride, which was beautiful at night. 

Time to book it back to the shuttle.  We made it with a few minutes to spare.  What a great night, and a great ending to the vacation!  There were a few things I didn't get to do (like the Haunted Mansion and Space Mountain), a few things we never saw (like California Adventure) . . . but we did a lot in four days, especially considering the naps, tantrums, and bedtimes that we had to schedule around!

Whew!  Time to pack up and head home . . . with a few detours.