Installment 8
The wake up call wasn’t really necessary on Monday because I was up a couple of hours before it went off anyway. I slept well, those beds are great, but I just woke up early and felt too energetic to sleep anymore.
I was on the internet trying to find an aerial view of the
Disneyland hotel, Disneyland, and the Dessert Inn. That’s the bad thing about not having a map or a car, it’s hard to get a good idea of how things are laid out.
I wasn’t sure if we should walk to the Dessert Inn with our stuff or if we should call a taxi. We ended up calling a taxi which was definitely the best idea even though the walk wouldn’t have been all that long. We just had too many pieces of luggage to carry all that way, plus I think we’d have had to take it through Disney security at the end of downtown Disney (not sure though?)
There was a little incident with the cab driver. He was a large man and he was wearing a pair of black pants and a Hawaiian shirt that hung down a little past his fingertips. He looked fine standing upright so what happened next took me completely by surprise.
We carried our luggage to the back of the van and he opened the door and bent over to pick up a suitcase. Ashli and I were standing right behind him. As he bent over his shirt rode up nearly all the way to his waist. His tighty-whitey underwear were waaaay up his crack (I mean it was practically a thong) and then his butt cheeks were completely uncovered while his belt secured his pants somewhere around the top of his legs.
I know that the gracious thing to do when just such an occasion arises is to pretend you haven’t seen anything and keep a straight face. Of course I’m not as gracious as my mother raised me to be, lol.

I took one look and made a strangled sound while I valiantly fought down my hysterical laughter.

I will say, that I was able to keep the volume down to the point that I didn’t alert dh or Matt that anything funny (to those of us with juvenile senses of humor anyway) was happening. They were both beside him helping load the stuff in the back and didn’t see anything.
Ashli, on the other hand, clearly should have been raised better. I obviously completely failed to teach her the proper way to conduct herself (are you surprised?) because I looked over and not only is she also silently laughing (laughing quite hard I might add, her whole body was shaking) but she is also grabbing for her pocket. Later I realized she was trying to get her cell phone out for a picture! How awful is that? My child was going to take a picture of the cab driver’s naked butt. Where did I go wrong?

Thankfully her ambitions were thwarted when he stood upright.
The change was amazing. Standing upright you had no idea what that shirt was covering up. I had straightened my face up at this point and I wasn’t laughing but I couldn’t trust myself to speak yet. The taxi driver asked us where to and looked at me. I looked at dh who answered but gave me a strange look.
It cost $10 for the cab ride (about 5 minutes or so since the traffic was very light). The cab driver didn’t have change for a $20 and since it really was a ride and a show

a part of me felt like a $10 tip wasn’t unreasonable. But dh and Matt both pulled out money so we only gave him a $5 tip.
The Dessert Inn was just ok. It’s not a bad hotel, I didn’t have any complaints really. But after staying at the Disneyland hotel it certainly wasn’t magical. Had we stayed there first I’m sure I’d have felt differently about it because it was clean, we had enough room, tv’s both worked fine (had a mini suite) and had plenty of hot water. And you can’t beat the location. That was fantastic. I was shocked at how close we were to Disneyland. It seemed as close as the Disneyland hotel, just coming from the opposite direction.
We dropped our stuff off in the storage lockers (our room wasn’t ready yet) and headed to Disneyland.
We had a great time that morning walking around and looking at everything, comparing everything to the magic kingdom. Before the trip I thought that Disneyland would not hold up to the
Magic Kingdom. After all, it’s smaller, doesn’t have as many rides, the castle is even smaller, it just couldn’t be as good.
Turns out I was seriously wrong. It was every bit as good IMHO. Different, yes. But really wonderful. I think I was in love the minute I walked under railroad bridge and spotted main street. It’s just lovely.
And right away, there was Captain Hook posing for pictures. Ashli and Matt got in line and got a pic with him. They were the oldest ‘kids’ by far in the line and you could see neither one of them noticed or cared, lol.
I love sleeping beauty’s castle. It’s lovely during the day and beautiful at night with the colored lights on it.
We turned right and spent some time exploring New Orleans square (rode POTC) and Tom Sawyer’s Island.
Ashli and Matt came across the best photopass photographer there!

He was awesome. He must have taken no less than 30 shots of them on the island. He walked them all over the whole thing and suggested lots of shots. My favorite is one that he called his ‘signature shot’. Ashli and Matt are in the foreground and the paddle boat is coming up the stream in the background. I don’t know if I am describing it well or not. I just ordered my photopass cd a couple days ago. When it gets here I’ll add one of those pics to this thread if anyone is still reading it by then.
A note about the whole photopass cd thing: I pre-bought the cd on the advice that I read here on the Dis because I thought the idea of adding graphics to our shots would be great. It cost $99.99 vs. $79.00 that a photopass photographer told me it would cost without the graphics option. The graphics are just borders and signatures of some of the characters. I was frustrated because even though our pictures were taken in February at least half the borders said “2007” or variations on Merry Christmas!
Come on, who is going to want those borders if they went in Feb. of 2008? It just seemed like a rip-off to me because I really only had the choice of about 7 borders/signatures and I felt like all my pics were going to look alike because I was repeating the same borders over and over.
Not worth the extra money unless you go at a time of year when you can utilize all the borders shown. Also they let you upload your own pics and put graphics on them also but it gives you a different, much more generic, IMHO, selection to choose from. Things like a strip across the top or bottom of pic with the word Disneyland in several colors. A couple with pixie dust sprinkles and one that was suitable for princess pictures.
But I would buy the cd and just find my own graphics on the net and add them at home after I got my cd. It’s not the cd that I think isn’t a good value, it’s the additional cost for the graphics (at least if you cannot use a good portion of them).
I had a little mishap on the island. I was walking down some wooden stairs that were built into the side of hill. They were damp and sandy and close to the bottom I lost my footing. My dh was in front of me but he’d already exited the steps and was a little too far away to help.
Another man was facing the steps and saw me falling and attempted to reach me in time but I kind of caught myself and didn’t take a big spill, just did a funny little off balance dance mostly except I wrenched my ankle when I landed at the bottom of the stairs. I know I must have looked hilarious but the man that tried to help me obviously listened to his mother’s training better than I did mine because he didn’t crack a smile (that I could see, lol)
I mostly just shook it off and kept going because it hurt but not so bad that I couldn’t walk on it. As the day progressed though my ankle started to swell and throb some but not to an unbearable level or anything like that. Honestly it didn’t even slow me down.
Matthew was in contact with our
travel agent and the Disney dream team today, I know he had to slip off to take at least three calls before the arrangements were finalized. Since he wasn’t familiar with Disneyland we had a couple of whispered consultations before he was convinced he had the perfect arrangements (I thought so too!).
The only thing Matt failed to tell me was the time that he and Ashli were supposed to ‘accidentally’ run into the dream team member. So a little after three Matt whispers to me that they needed to be at Excalibur at 5:00pm.
I know my eyes got huge because, um, there was a problem. I may be an older member of the female species but I am still a girl at heart. I knew Ashli would NOT want to become engaged in the outfit she’d had on all day running around the parks since it was definitely worse for the wear and her hair, oh no, that was not a pretty picture, lol.
We were in line for the haunted mansion. The park had been slowing filling up all day and although it was by no means crowded in the afternoon we were facing our first wait of more than 5-10 minutes for a ride.
It probably took us about 15 minutes in line but each one seemed like million years for me. All I could think of is how long it would take us to get back to the hotel, check in, get showers, Ashli get her hair fixed (yes, that takes awhile if she’s gussyin’ up for the evening, lol), everyone get dressed and walk back to the park and then find out where Excalibur was (turns out we’d passed it all day and I never noticed it, lol).
So as soon as we get out of the ride I announce we have to head back to the hotel, right now, to rest, shower, change clothes and come back to spend the evening there (yeah, right, there was no resting in those plans but Ashli wouldn’t have bought it otherwise, lol)
Here’s were the best laid plan hit it’s first snag. Ashli didn’t want to go back to the hotel.

She helpfully suggested that dh and I go back and ‘rest’ and just meet up with her and Matt when we got back. Um, no, that really wasn’t going to work. And Matt was no help here, I might add. He knew exactly why I was pushing Ashli to go back to the hotel and did he say a word? Nope, and he kinda grinned at me behind Ashli’s back to boot! He didn’t care what Ashli was wearing, what he was wearing, or how her hair looked when he proposed. Men!
I finally managed to convince Ashli to go back with us but I could see she wasn’t happy about it. She was actually pretty mad about it I think. I heard a few furious whispers to Matt behind me as we were walking out and soft answers in response but to be fair, Ashli didn’t say or do anything too much and whatever Matt was saying must have calmed her down because as soon as we got to the hotel she got a change of clothes ready and jumped into the shower.
And just as I’d hoped she picked out something a little nicer than just a t-shirt. I figured she would since it was evening and Ashli tends to dress up a little more when she’s going out at night. Not that she was really dressed up, she wore a jean skirt, black long sleeve t-shirt but she put on a little bordello jacket that I thought was adorable. Although she didn’t spend much time on her hair she did make it look nice.
She was moving pretty fast and it was obvious she had no intention of taking a ‘rest’, lol. All the better since time was running out but Ashli didn’t know that! She seemed surprised when Matt asked dh and I if we were ready to go and dh said ‘sure’ (we’d also changed and stuff but Ashli expected us to take a nap or something before coming back to the park, where’d she get that idea?

LOL).
Ashli and Matt at the Desert Inn
So we all headed back to the park. I’d grabbed another map on the way out and now knew where Excalibur was. Matt was sending/receiving text messages while we were walking back to Disneyland but since that is not unusual I didn’t think anything about it and apparently neither did Ashli. Turns out he was texting with William from the dream team to let him know what they were wearing so that he would approach the correct couple.
We get close to Excalibur and Matt turns to Ashli and says “Let’s see if we can pull it out of the stone!” That’s exactly the sort of thing Ashli and Matt would have been doing anyway so it really took very little acting on Matt’s part. They waited a minute for a couple of kids to finish trying and then I took some pics of them giving it their best shot. A guy kinda walks up to them and starts to talk but dh and I stayed back so I couldn’t hear what he was saying…
More in installment 9….