So it’s off to ‘It’s tough to be a bug’ instead…with lots of silly posters. I love all the posters. I also love the show.
I LOVE THOSE POSTERS. 
After the show I made my way back over to the Hollywood Pictures Backlot and walked onto Tower of Terror. After getting off, I find an out of the way building front close by the Hyperion Theater and sit down on the steps to make the necessary calls to schedule a pick-up to the airport for the next morning. I’d finished scheduling everything, had hung-up the phone, and was jotting something down when I realized that someone was standing directly in front of me. I look up and there is one of the Incredibles (I think that it was Frozone, but since I’ve only seen that movie once… a long, long time ago.. I don’t know for certain.) So, Frozone stood there for awhile attempting to figure out what I was doing. I wasn’t being so nice right then... I kept letting him try to figure out why I was sitting there alone. Finally some CM’s and another character came out and he had to leave to do a meet & greet.
Wondering back towards the Tower of Terror I made a decision: I was going to see Aladdin. No, I do not normally stop for shows such as these while at Walt Disney World but I was still peeved at Tiff for refusing to see it the day before, preferring to sit outside and do nothing while I watched, so I decided to see if it was good enough that she should feel bad enough that she skipped out on it.
I’m happy to say: It was good enough that she should feel bad that she skipped out on it.
THIS IS BRILLIANT LOGIC. 
I spoke with people in line that have seen the show – A LOT. And I sat with them up in the mezzanine for the performance. It was hilarious and I’ve been told that the Genie’s lines will change a bit to keep up with current events. There was one scene where Aladdin was standing alone on stage and the Genie came out behind him. Aladdin just stood there, saying nothing, not looking up to acknowledge Genie. Genie says nothing… just stares at the audience. And stares. And stares. It is at the point that you, the audience, knows that someone is supposed to be saying something (and people are beginning to snicker) but no one is. Finally Genie says: I’m supposed to say something really funny here but all my writers are on strike.
The show was great and I’m glad that I went to see it. But I still have zero intentions to sit through Beauty and the Beast or Nemo at WDW. (And I say that now…..we'll see in next years WDW trip report if I hold to that one.)
I went over to explore the Grizzly trail but was very disappointed in it. They could add zip lines and stuff for adults too – you know?
YEAH, BUT YOU CAN RACE THE KIDS ON THE ROPE CHUTES & LADDERS...THEN DO A TOUCHDOWN DANCE WHEN YOU BEAT THEM. 
I had planned to do the bakery and the tortilla place – oh , and the wine tasting… but my stomach was currently too full. (gasp!
Is that even possible?!?)
I’d completely given up on finding Albort by this point – I’ve come to the conclusion that he really doesn’t exist. He’s a made up person on the DL boards.
But despite the fact that I had a full stomach, I somehow managed to eat a ice cream sundae while passing by the Burrbank Express.
Calling it a day at DCA, I headed out – in some direction of which I don’t know.
MEMO FOR WDW TRIP.....GET A COMPASS FOR ACCURATE TRIP REPORTING. 
I decided to shop in Downtown Disney… well, I guess window shop as I actually didn’t purchase anything right then. Instead, I found myself standing in front of the AMC.
Then I found myself purchasing a movie ticket.
Finally, I found myself watching Fred Clause.
(I go to Disneyland to read books and watch movies.
)
When I left the AMC it was dark outside. Going back through the plaza I decided to stop back by Disneyland to purchase some gifts. Can you believe that there were lines at this time of night to go in??? I arrived just in time to watch the parade. It was better at night to see – the atmosphere is better.
I bought my purchases, took one last look around
bye bye little guy...
and then left Disneyland for the last time. Arriving back at the hotel I found Tiff in the room and we left to walk back to Downtown Disney to find dinner. Despite the food poisoning caution threads I’ve read – we ate chicken tacos from the Tortilla Joe’s express window and listened to a man play the saxophone.
CHICKEN TACOS ARE NO MATCH FOR A TEXAN.
I was up at 3 am the next morning and to the airport just after 4:00. I did self check-in as I didn’t have any check-in luggage and it asked me if I wanted to upgrade to Economy Plus for $40.00. Since I had already spent so much money …. What’s another $40.00??? This later turned out to be the best decision.
I’ve decided that I don’t care much for the LAX airport. I wanted food. Now.
Remember, I’m grumpy when I’m hungry. The only food places in my terminal area were a Starbucks and a California Pizza Kitchen. Starbucks was closed so I hiked a mile back to check out a McDonalds that I’d previously noticed. However, as that was the only food place open, the line was out the door and I just went back to my area to wait for Starbucks to open. By the time I noticed the Starbucks open, the line there was out the door as it was the only food place in that part of the terminal.
They really need more food places in that airport. There are starving people here! Starving!!!
I finally get food only to discover that my flight is delayed. Seriously delayed. As in for some crazy reason the towers are down at DFW and flights aren’t going anywhere to or from Dallas.
*sigh*
Two hours after my scheduled flight time I finally get to board my flight. I did manage to keep myself amused in the airport by watching a young couple that were on my flight attempting to keep both their less than a year old baby and their dog entertained for the wait. Both baby and dog behaved quite well – I was actually quite impressed. Both baby and dog behaved well on the flight too - they were seated a few rows in front of me.
So… back to the upgrade that I gave myself? My plane was a CRJ. Now, my last job was in the aviation industry but none of my customers had CRJ’s. I mainly worked with customers that had Boeings 777 or 747’s or Airbus A320, A330, A380's. But never a CRJ. I thought it odd how they kept stressing before we boarded that if you need to check a carry-on to bring it up then… they had tags… ect..ect..
My carry-on fit fine on both the Airbus and Boeing airplanes I was on to get to LA – I wasn’t checking anything. I hadn’t planned to check anything.
Then I board the CRJ. Uh… yeah…. my carry-on doesn’t fit in that tiny overhead compartment. So, improvise is what I must do. I have the window seat. I stick my big carry-on under the seat in front of me. I stuff my little carry-on between me and the window and throw my jacket over it so that it looks like a pillow. Every time the flight attendant draws near, I’m busy lounging against my (not-so)comfy pillow.
But guess what? I had upgraded and guess what? No one had the seat beside me. Woo-hoo! So small carry-on goes under the other seat and I have a tiny row to myself for the flight back to Dallas.
Finally we are in the air and heading towards Dallas. My return flight was direct.
Final thoughts:
I did enjoy Disneyland (that includes DCA) but I will admit, Tiff's attitude did put a damper on my trip. Honestly, when she refused to speak or help make plans for the trip - that should have been my heads-up. I hope that she did enjoy the trip more than I think she did - I still wonder a bit why she decided to go.
I probably will not be going back to Disneyland for another 5 years or so ... I'll wait until they redo all of DCA and then go back. Next year I have a 10 day trip planned out to WDW for my 30th birthday that I'm getting excited about.
I thank all of you who took the time to read my TR. I hope that you enjoyed it.
Love your writing style!
I work for a CPA firm. None of our clients were at work on Monday to call and bother us... uh, I mean.. ask us questions about their taxes. So why did we have to show up? 
I got front row center
.. I got front row center
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experience, I went off for fudge (it had looked darn good the night before and it tasted darn good for a mid-morning snack) and off I went to the rope to wait for the rest of the park to open.
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