Disneyland
My lips are burned. It was a Santa Ana day yesterday, resulting in sunburned lips and two nosebleeds. I wish I could say that everything else went swimmingly, but there was this one guy...
Jon has a friend who came to meet us in Disneyland a couple hours after we had arrived. Let me back up. Charlene, Jon's girlfriend, had wanted to go to Disneyland with us for a while. We never quite got it together, but their passes were expiring in a week and we decided to go this weekend. At first, many more people were going to join us, like Bobby and Martin, but then scheduling and $ prevented them. Ewa did join us, coming down from LA. So while our party was going to be as large as ten, it was now a respectable five: Ewa, Jon, Charlene, Aaron, and myself. My mother has a pass and she wanted to come with but not hang out with us, so we drove up together.
We got there before noon, the appointed meeting time, and had breakfast with my mom at Carnation: sit-down meal, free refills, excellent food. We very much enjoy eating there, but have a little trouble getting there before breakfast ends (I wake up late). Afterwards, we met Ewa and waited for Jon and Charlene. Everyone was introduced to my mother and then she abandoned us (or we cut her loose, your choice).
We had a good time on Astro-Blasters (which I love), Space Mountain (which I didn't actually ride: back problems), and Pirates (yarrr!). The line for Space Mountain was ridiculously short for a weekend, especially since the other two rides had long lines. After Pirates, Jon's friend Justin showed up. He was stoned, snobby, and surly. I was not impressed. I had met him before at one of Jon's BBQ's and he was on the cell phone the entire time. He had a Disneyland pass but did not seem to have any joy in being there. He also claimed to have no money, this forcing us to leave the park for dinner since he couldn't afford anything.
It also happened to be Gay Pride Weekend. "Gay Days." There were members of certain organizations that had shirts made and there seemed to be some consensus that gay attendees would wear red. We were walking along Main Street and he said loudly, "I see some of the gays aren't wearing red," *paraphrased* and I nearly punched the guy. I understand when people are not used to seeing openly gay people/couples. I understand seeing a gay couple embrace might cause you to stare if you've never seen that before. I understand that some people think that it is morally wrong. But there is the respect inherent in human beings and extending that courtesy to others. There are hateful people who communicate through open hostility. Both of those are unacceptable. This guy had no excuse other than his being an ass-hole. You live in Southern California, not in the boondocks.
So his attitude was just unwelcome/unsatisfactory and I strayed towards Ewa and Aaron, leaving poor Charlene and Jon to put up with his insufferable attitude. We left to go to Johnny Rockets at the Block for dinner because we had mentioned how much we loved it there. (They also do not have any in San Diego.) Ewa, Aaron, and I went together since we didn't have a car (drove with my mom) and couldn't all fit in Charlene's car. We also knew how to get there from Disneyland. Side note: Ewa's car was decorated for Halloween with spiderwebs in the back... I'm thinking of copying her.
They were soooo late in coming that we could have eaten and gone. We had our drinks and appetizers, but Jon and Charlene showed up and were completely exasperated by Justin. They were kinda hoping that he wouldn't show up to dinner, but he came and although Charlene wanted to hide and not have him find us, Jon wasn't going to hang his friend out to dry. I would think riding one's motorcycle stoned is not a good idea. He then expressed loudly that he wanted McDonald's, where was McDonald's, weren't we going to the one in the Spectrum-Red Robin-oh-but-Johnny-Rockets-is-okay-I-guess. Ugh. He then wanted the most amount of food for the least amount of money and demanded an array of dipping sauces.
Irritation was at a high point for me. He luckily left us after that, but unfortunately Jon and Charlene did. Jon had to drive back to Chino Hills and do his paramedic homework that was supposed to be very difficult. Ewa, Aaron, and I returned to the park, rode Snow White because Mr. Toad's was closed, did a Splashy-guy and got soaked, shopped around New Orlean's Square, saw Fantasmic! and the fireworks, and then went home. We were with my mom for part of that.
The whole non-Justin part of the day was fantabulous, but I did let him rain on my parade. Grr arg me. Oh, we went on Haunted Mansion with him where he made Jon listen to some awful Fergie song in line. He had been separated by us after the doom-o-vator and we did have that respite. Aaron and I didn't get to do the couple thing, except we sat together on Haunted Mansion and Snow White. I didn't want Ewa to be the odd-man-out, so we tried to do the musical chairs thing. Worked out pretty well.
Ok, that's a very long synopsis of my day, but I needed to process it and ta-da it's a super-long post. Oops, one more thing. While stemming the flood of blood from my nose, we went to a McDonald's (haha, if only Justin could have been there) on Ball Rd. because they have TILLAMOOK ICE CREAM THERE!!!! OMG!!!!! AWESOME!!! I stumbled upon it once forever ago and had been promising to take Aaron and it is well over a year since then. HOORAY TILLAMOOK! I don't know anywhere else south of Oregon where you can get their ice cream.
Jon has a friend who came to meet us in Disneyland a couple hours after we had arrived. Let me back up. Charlene, Jon's girlfriend, had wanted to go to Disneyland with us for a while. We never quite got it together, but their passes were expiring in a week and we decided to go this weekend. At first, many more people were going to join us, like Bobby and Martin, but then scheduling and $ prevented them. Ewa did join us, coming down from LA. So while our party was going to be as large as ten, it was now a respectable five: Ewa, Jon, Charlene, Aaron, and myself. My mother has a pass and she wanted to come with but not hang out with us, so we drove up together.
We got there before noon, the appointed meeting time, and had breakfast with my mom at Carnation: sit-down meal, free refills, excellent food. We very much enjoy eating there, but have a little trouble getting there before breakfast ends (I wake up late). Afterwards, we met Ewa and waited for Jon and Charlene. Everyone was introduced to my mother and then she abandoned us (or we cut her loose, your choice).
We had a good time on Astro-Blasters (which I love), Space Mountain (which I didn't actually ride: back problems), and Pirates (yarrr!). The line for Space Mountain was ridiculously short for a weekend, especially since the other two rides had long lines. After Pirates, Jon's friend Justin showed up. He was stoned, snobby, and surly. I was not impressed. I had met him before at one of Jon's BBQ's and he was on the cell phone the entire time. He had a Disneyland pass but did not seem to have any joy in being there. He also claimed to have no money, this forcing us to leave the park for dinner since he couldn't afford anything.
It also happened to be Gay Pride Weekend. "Gay Days." There were members of certain organizations that had shirts made and there seemed to be some consensus that gay attendees would wear red. We were walking along Main Street and he said loudly, "I see some of the gays aren't wearing red," *paraphrased* and I nearly punched the guy. I understand when people are not used to seeing openly gay people/couples. I understand seeing a gay couple embrace might cause you to stare if you've never seen that before. I understand that some people think that it is morally wrong. But there is the respect inherent in human beings and extending that courtesy to others. There are hateful people who communicate through open hostility. Both of those are unacceptable. This guy had no excuse other than his being an ass-hole. You live in Southern California, not in the boondocks.
So his attitude was just unwelcome/unsatisfactory and I strayed towards Ewa and Aaron, leaving poor Charlene and Jon to put up with his insufferable attitude. We left to go to Johnny Rockets at the Block for dinner because we had mentioned how much we loved it there. (They also do not have any in San Diego.) Ewa, Aaron, and I went together since we didn't have a car (drove with my mom) and couldn't all fit in Charlene's car. We also knew how to get there from Disneyland. Side note: Ewa's car was decorated for Halloween with spiderwebs in the back... I'm thinking of copying her.
They were soooo late in coming that we could have eaten and gone. We had our drinks and appetizers, but Jon and Charlene showed up and were completely exasperated by Justin. They were kinda hoping that he wouldn't show up to dinner, but he came and although Charlene wanted to hide and not have him find us, Jon wasn't going to hang his friend out to dry. I would think riding one's motorcycle stoned is not a good idea. He then expressed loudly that he wanted McDonald's, where was McDonald's, weren't we going to the one in the Spectrum-Red Robin-oh-but-Johnny-Rockets-is-okay-I-guess. Ugh. He then wanted the most amount of food for the least amount of money and demanded an array of dipping sauces.
Irritation was at a high point for me. He luckily left us after that, but unfortunately Jon and Charlene did. Jon had to drive back to Chino Hills and do his paramedic homework that was supposed to be very difficult. Ewa, Aaron, and I returned to the park, rode Snow White because Mr. Toad's was closed, did a Splashy-guy and got soaked, shopped around New Orlean's Square, saw Fantasmic! and the fireworks, and then went home. We were with my mom for part of that.
The whole non-Justin part of the day was fantabulous, but I did let him rain on my parade. Grr arg me. Oh, we went on Haunted Mansion with him where he made Jon listen to some awful Fergie song in line. He had been separated by us after the doom-o-vator and we did have that respite. Aaron and I didn't get to do the couple thing, except we sat together on Haunted Mansion and Snow White. I didn't want Ewa to be the odd-man-out, so we tried to do the musical chairs thing. Worked out pretty well.
Ok, that's a very long synopsis of my day, but I needed to process it and ta-da it's a super-long post. Oops, one more thing. While stemming the flood of blood from my nose, we went to a McDonald's (haha, if only Justin could have been there) on Ball Rd. because they have TILLAMOOK ICE CREAM THERE!!!! OMG!!!!! AWESOME!!! I stumbled upon it once forever ago and had been promising to take Aaron and it is well over a year since then. HOORAY TILLAMOOK! I don't know anywhere else south of Oregon where you can get their ice cream.