My Dad is a big Star Wars collector. I think I've established this a few million times on this blog, so I won't dwell on it, except to say that when he saw this commercial, he immediately decided to take his wife of nearly 30 years and his three young adult children to Disneyland:
So cute, right? Darth Vader on the tea cups slays me.
We were originally going to go this past summer, but decided to wait until December because we all wanted to see how the park gets decked out for the holidays. Here are a few things we didn't factor into this decision:
1) Children on winter break 2) The fact that everyone wants to see what Disneyland looks like decorated for Christmas
I have been to Disneyland three or four times in my life and I don't think I've ever seen it so crowded before. One of the ride operators told us that the park was "filled to capacity," which is rumored to be between 75,000-85,000 people. 85,000 PEOPLE!! We had to wait over an hour to get into the Haunted Mansion, and another hour to get on Pirates of the Caribbean. Those two lines were so long that they actually crossed one another's path in the New Orleans section at one point. I still have cuts around my ankles from getting nicked by deadly stroller edges.
So in honor of today being Friday, and the fact I haven't done one in a reeeeaaallly long time:
Friday Five Things I Learned About My Family At Disneyland
1. We get our money's worth: I think some part of me always knew this, at least since this one time we went to this restaurant called Islands and noticed they had increased the price of their drinks from $1.00 to something ridiculous like $2.50. At the time my Mom issued the challenge to "get our money's worth," which we all maybe took a step too far (in typical Bracken fashion) by getting about eight refills each to justify the expense. Well, let's just say that we refused to leave the park until we went on every single ride we wanted to go on at least once, sometimes twice, and maaaybe didn't leave until it was close to closing.
2. We have to be fed in order to avoid meltdowns: Let's be honest, I already knew this about myself. In fact, I'm pretty sure all of my coworkers know this about me, too, considering the last time we were at a conference I actually turned to my boss and said "YOU HAVE TO FEED ME NOW" and people maybe think I joke about being hungry enough to eat my hand when I am maybe not joking. But, yes. This is a family trait that we all have, save for my mother, who is a perfect angel on earth.
3. We sometimes cut lines and aren't sorry about it: My mom and I were the worst about this (she's still a perfect angel on earth, though). It might partially be because the lines were already so out of whack, or the fact that we have sneaky tendencies, or that we just like to seize opportunities as they appear, but one of these happenings almost resulted in a what's-what situation in the line for It's a Small World. To be fair, Mom and I both thought the line we were in was for moms parking strollers--there was a huge gap between the start of that section of the line, and the entrance to the actual ride. I think I'm also just used to the New York City mentality of "Coming through, coming through, get out of my way if you have no idea what you're doing, you snooze you lose the right to squeeze yourself into that subway car," too. Anyway, this woman in line behind us totally went off and started sassing us in a super passive aggressive way, so we stopped and waited for my brother, sister, and dad, who were so freaking embarrassed to have to admit they were related to Mom and I that they refused to talk to us for a few minutes. They eventually split the line into two separate ones, and we ended up getting the best vindictive pleasure when we ended up getting on the ride before the woman who had yelled at us. I think Mom might have even waved at her still in line as we bobbed by on our little boat.
4. We get fixated on things: Case in point--once I realized how many damn mountains there were at Disneyland (Thunder Mountain, Space Mountain, Splash Mountain, the Matterhorn...) I could not shut up about it. Or my sister, who absolutely HAD TO RIDE THE PETER PAN RIDE which resulted in us waiting for 70 minutes to get on a line that lasted 1 minute 45 seconds, if even. At least we got to see Travis Barker from Blink 182?
5. We take ride posing very seriously.