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Mouseketeer
- Joined
- Apr 16, 2013
Well after months of spacing out, here I am to give a recap of our DLR trip - our first time as a family, and our kids' first time EVER!
We chose to make DLR the final stop on our ten-day vacation to California. Most of the time we had been in San Diego, staying with relatives. DH decided he didn't want to drive up the night before our planned day, so we got up early...and left later than anticipated.
We got stuck in traffic heading from San Diego to Anaheim. Then we arrived at the Anabella, which was BEAUTIFUL...but they were not prepared for us as they had assured us they would be. They couldn't find parking for our U-Haul. It took them an HOUR. We missed park opening. We still managed to keep on happy faces though. We surprised DD and DS at the entrance. DS was SO excited, but DD didn't even hear us - she was too busy finding fault with her brother :/ Needless to say we got off to a bumpy start...
My mother, who lives in San Diego, decided to meet us up there. With her husband (who is awesome) and his daughter and HER daughter (nice lady, cute kid). But my mom tried to shoehorn her hubby's granddaughter into photos with our kids and the characters, and we had literally JUST met this child an hour before. It was weird. It was uncomfortable. Before I knew it we were being dragged along like afterthoughts on THEIR outing. But they hadn't paid for our entry. We paid. We wanted our own experience and we were getting ignored. I asked my mom to take photos of us in the teacups...she didn't get a single shot. Used my camera to get better shots of husband's daughter and granddaughter. The heck?
After they dragged us to lunch at Village Haus (we had planned to go to the Golden Horseshoe) we finally said "Well, we would go see the parade but we have gotten way off track and we would rather go do some things we had on our itinerary." Things improved vastly from there as WE WERE ON OUR OWN! We saw tons of characters; indulged in Dole Whips (I've been dreaming of them ever since!); rode rides; got souvenirs for friends back home. When we met back up with family, my stepsister (I guess that is what she is for lack of a better word) and her daughter had to leave to go pick up her son from daycare (WHAT? Oh yes...they live only thirty minutes from DLR, go there all the time, which is why it was even more upsetting that their wants were addressed but ours went disrespected). So we asked my mom and her hubby if they wanted to watch the parade with us. Their response? They'd already watched one earlier. Yes we know. BUT my mom's ONLY grandchildren were there on their FIRST EVER Disney resort experience and they were very sad that she didn't want to watch the parade with them. So they left us to watch it without them, and then guiltily paid for dinner at Jolly Holiday (meh). Then they bought each child a gift from the Emporium and said goodbye before fireworks.
That wasn't the end of our trip, though. We stayed for fireworks and went back to the Anabella, where I swear we all had the best sleep of our lives. Amazing beds!
We DID have fun while on our own. I almost threw up on the Astro Orbiter. Oops. But the kids got the cutest classic mouse ears with their names embroidered on the back. The characters were INCREDIBLE. We predictably loved It's A Small World. Even DH, who was apprehensive about the trip to begin with (he's not an amusement park person) said we absolutely should go again. Maybe this time, however, he'll stick to my suggested plan and we won't tell anyone we are going
We chose to make DLR the final stop on our ten-day vacation to California. Most of the time we had been in San Diego, staying with relatives. DH decided he didn't want to drive up the night before our planned day, so we got up early...and left later than anticipated.
We got stuck in traffic heading from San Diego to Anaheim. Then we arrived at the Anabella, which was BEAUTIFUL...but they were not prepared for us as they had assured us they would be. They couldn't find parking for our U-Haul. It took them an HOUR. We missed park opening. We still managed to keep on happy faces though. We surprised DD and DS at the entrance. DS was SO excited, but DD didn't even hear us - she was too busy finding fault with her brother :/ Needless to say we got off to a bumpy start...
My mother, who lives in San Diego, decided to meet us up there. With her husband (who is awesome) and his daughter and HER daughter (nice lady, cute kid). But my mom tried to shoehorn her hubby's granddaughter into photos with our kids and the characters, and we had literally JUST met this child an hour before. It was weird. It was uncomfortable. Before I knew it we were being dragged along like afterthoughts on THEIR outing. But they hadn't paid for our entry. We paid. We wanted our own experience and we were getting ignored. I asked my mom to take photos of us in the teacups...she didn't get a single shot. Used my camera to get better shots of husband's daughter and granddaughter. The heck?
After they dragged us to lunch at Village Haus (we had planned to go to the Golden Horseshoe) we finally said "Well, we would go see the parade but we have gotten way off track and we would rather go do some things we had on our itinerary." Things improved vastly from there as WE WERE ON OUR OWN! We saw tons of characters; indulged in Dole Whips (I've been dreaming of them ever since!); rode rides; got souvenirs for friends back home. When we met back up with family, my stepsister (I guess that is what she is for lack of a better word) and her daughter had to leave to go pick up her son from daycare (WHAT? Oh yes...they live only thirty minutes from DLR, go there all the time, which is why it was even more upsetting that their wants were addressed but ours went disrespected). So we asked my mom and her hubby if they wanted to watch the parade with us. Their response? They'd already watched one earlier. Yes we know. BUT my mom's ONLY grandchildren were there on their FIRST EVER Disney resort experience and they were very sad that she didn't want to watch the parade with them. So they left us to watch it without them, and then guiltily paid for dinner at Jolly Holiday (meh). Then they bought each child a gift from the Emporium and said goodbye before fireworks.
That wasn't the end of our trip, though. We stayed for fireworks and went back to the Anabella, where I swear we all had the best sleep of our lives. Amazing beds!
We DID have fun while on our own. I almost threw up on the Astro Orbiter. Oops. But the kids got the cutest classic mouse ears with their names embroidered on the back. The characters were INCREDIBLE. We predictably loved It's A Small World. Even DH, who was apprehensive about the trip to begin with (he's not an amusement park person) said we absolutely should go again. Maybe this time, however, he'll stick to my suggested plan and we won't tell anyone we are going