Yes, we are in Anaheim, my two girlfriends and our three teenage daughters. The girls are attending the Revolve Tour and got to meet Hawk Nelson last night (a Christian rock band from Canada). They were thrilled. Forty-five minutes of their five hours in California Adventures yesterday was spent helping three-year-old Mason find his mom and dad. Talk about horror at Disney for that poor family. The girls said the mom was hysterically crying…. as expected. Anyway, it all turned out, fortunately. Our girls found security and reported the kid’s name…. that was thankfully sewn on the back of his Mickey Mouse ears.
On to hotel amenities…. one of the choice amenities this establishment has to offer, as is expected these days, is HIGH speed Internet. Well, this is a farce. There ain’t nothin’ highspeedy about this connection. I’ve typed this blog up until now and my email page still hasn’t loaded…. good grief. And there should be an international thickness regulator for oatmeal. Good grief, again. This stuff was like weak soup with the occasional oat flake. Being that I’m with two of the pickiest eaters on God’s green earth, the management was notified of the oversight on the breaky buffet, but alas, this morning there was not much of an improvement. We can’t complain, though. The room is decent…. minus the few bugs that we’ve located and killed. The location is KEY, which is why we picked this place.
And a special bonus for us… there is a “Gamers” convention going on across the street. So, needless to say, if you’re not wearing black, you’re so not cool. We’re not cool. We keep wondering what in the world they do at a gamers convention? Play games? Watch video clips of how to beat the latest games??? Meet people dressed up like the mythical characters in the make-believe video games??? They’re here. We’ve seen them. Makes me wonder.
OH! Yesterday Jill dragged us through Mexico City, right here in Anaheim. It is the oldest indoor swap meet in the world, or so they say. We did purchase some unique items for those we love, as well as taking cell phone pictures of lizards on skulls, wacky sunglasses and the general folklore that surrounds Mexico… right here in the good ol’ USA.
We dropped the girls off this morning and we’re off to the beach. Wooo HOooo. This is just like Thelma and Louise on their vacation: carefree, wonderful, and the beach. Oh to feel the sand between my freezing toes.
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