Enjoying Small World covered in Christmas lights... in 2003 AND 2012, Disneyland Trip 34. Deep-fried, cinnamon-and-sugared churro. That's the smell. Music and the rattle of roller coasters and laughter and the murmur of the crowd. Those are the sounds. Disneyland is a theme park. I won't try to make it…
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Trip 25
One May day in 2003, my then boyfriend Jonathan Camp suggested a spontaneous trip to Disneyland on a Friday morning. According to him, I had only to say, "Yes!" and then pack a small bag before our drive down. I informed my parents (much to their initial chagrin... after all,…
Adding Running to My Repertoire
On Saturday, Jonathan and I woke early and ran 8 miles. Yes, you heard me correctly. We dragged ourselves out of bed at six in the morning on a Saturday, walked to PW Market for a Power Bar and a banana, waited an hour for the sake of digestion, and…
Home from Disneyland
Oh, my. Time does fly. It feels like just yesterday we were frantically cleaning our house and packing our stuff for the long drive to Anaheim. But really, we left on Thursday morning... er... Thursday around lunch time. And, after enjoying the long weekend in our favorite place on earth,…
Why I love Tarzan...
I love Disney's Tarzan. When it came out in the theater back in 1999, my friends and I saw it three times! There was something about the swinging, intense hero... searching for himself by finding others just like him. After a series of less-than-Disney calliber flicks, it was refreshing to…
A second honeymoon
We did it! The first year was a huge success, we celebrated our luck and talent, toasted the upcoming 365 days, spent four romantic days in the happiest place on earth... we had our second honeymoon. It was perfect. On Saturday Jon's dad picked us up at the crack of…
Happy Birthday, Disneyland!
05-05-05 Disneyland is 50 years old! And, oh, how I wish Jon and I could be down there right now. No two people in the world love being in the "happiest place on earth" more than we do. But, instead of yearning for what simply cannot be, I think I'll…