All Roads Lead to Disneyland

Mickey Mouse’s helpers

I took my first trip to the mainland in over a year and since surgery this month, to Pasadena for nephew Jon’s wedding to Judy. It was a beautiful ceremony and reception and we even got to the dance floor, although I still can’t figure out that skanking reggae dancing that Chuck does.

A trip to the LA area for our family always includes a must-visit to Disneyland. We have been there literally dozens of times but never tire of the attractions and the magic that it holds for us. Except for Hal, but he’s given up suggesting other activities. Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride was actually a little wild for me after surgery, and Star Tours was a lot jerkier for my system than I remember.

And as the kids said, just when you think the parades and fireworks couldn’t get any better, we were dazzled by new special effects and the choreography of the evening.

At every turn our trip dazzled me. Late night jam sessions with the boys and complete with Jenny and Christine robe accents, laughter and conversations with the kids, catching up with great in-laws and out-laws, doing the simple things that matter.

Before our trip I asked three-year-old nephew Royson where we should go in Disneyland since he had recently been there. He very confidently and matter-of-factly advised that we should get a map. Good thing we got a clear one last year that guides us each day.