Visiting the land of overwhelming happiness

I am so tired, but it was so worth it. I spent this weekend in Disneyland with my family, being amazed at how absolutely cheerful it is and screaming my lungs off on various rides.

In line for Indiana Jones

I haven’t been to Disneyland since I was about six, so I didn’t remember too much of it (other than It’s a Small World, which I vividly recall forcing my parents to ride multiple times). I am still a small child at heart, however, so I had a great time. I loved how detailed everything was – I was so impressed with the amount of thought they put into everything, from the sets to the rides to the random small details of the park. I especially loved Toon Town (it just made me laugh) and the Pixar-themed sections of the park, because I am a huge Pixar fangirl. The rides were fantastic too, and actually suited me really well because they didn’t often involve a lot of spinning (which usually results in me wobbling away feeling extremely┬ánauseous). My favourite was Space Mountain, which my sister and I rode three times. We would’ve gone more, but the line up started to get a little crazy.

There were some other really good rides too. The best rollercoaster was California Screaming, which shoots you upwards at some crazy speed. There was a cool interactive Toy Story ride, where you got to shoot 3D lasers at targets. Soaring over California was my mom’s favourite – it’s basically a huge Imax theatre where you feel like you’re flying over California. It’s so realistic that I was actually clinging onto my seat. I have terrible memories of the Tower of Terror (as a child I cowered the entire ride) but it was actually a lot more fun than I remember. I held hands with my sister and shrieked the entire way. Actually, in all honesty, I shrieked on most of them. It’s more fun that way.

It was also really nice to see my family. We had a delicious early-birthday dinner on Saturday at a tiny Italian hole in the wall – if you’re ever around Disneyland, go to Rufino’s. It’s amazing. I had the best fettuccine alfredo of my life. I think they tired me out, though, as we got up at 6:30 each morning to go to the park early. Not that I’m complaining – it was a great weekend and I can’t wait to come back home to my family in a few weeks. It’s been pretty busy over here, and I think I’m looking forwards to a break when I come home. This week should be fun, though – there’s a boat cruise on Thursday and my birthday on Friday, so I definitely have things to look forwards to.

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