Wow I got confused I did my AP on Sunday. Back to Monday.
Scotty and I decided that we were going to enjoy our days there. And when I said no stress it was taken seriously. We walked around and browsed in the stores. All part of the great hat search. Scotty has worn the same
Disneyland hat for years. He got it in 2005 and it is his favorite hat, it has been washed and washed. It is time for a new one, and he will know the one he wants when he finds it. I have been in every store that sells hats in Disneyland. We looked everywhere at everything on Monday.
The first thing we did was visit the gallery. I was disappointed, I have never been before, and I was expecting more than a glorified store. Yes, there are beautiful things in there, but honestly I think the only difference between the gallery and the other stores in the prices of the items they sell.
Forgive the quality but my cell phone can only take the picture. I guess I was shaking.
I would love to own anyone of these paintings. Next time I have several thousand dollars to spend on art I know where I can spend it.
Not going to happen. I am too cheap!!
We went the natural progression and went in to see Mr Lincoln. I love this show. I am a geek, I love history and since I was a child this is a favorite. When we were there in 2007 it was the Steve Martin/Donald Duck movie. Needless to say I was glad to see Mr Lincoln was back home.
WBG and I meandered all the way down Main Street. We got our picture taken at every spot there was a photographer.
One of the cast members mentioned that Mickey would be leading the band down Main Street so we decided to ride one of the vehicles back down Main Street to get a seat and wait for Mickey.
I went and got us each some fruit and something to drink. One thing Disney does well is their fruits stands. I love cold fruit. I got Weird Bike Guy a pineapple spear and myself a fruit cup that was extraordinary, it had grapes, cantaloupe, mango, apple, pineapple and I am sure I missed something. It was wonderful, and thankfully I carry wet wipes in my purse.
Soon it was time for my favorite leader of the band!! Little story for you, when I was a little girl I would watch Mickey Mouse on TV with my parents. I used to run up and kiss the picture of Mickey. My nickname for years was Mouse. Oh how I hated as a teenager to be called Mouse, and I got rather rude about it even. And finally one day I realized that when my older cousin, and my grandma called me that it was with love, and I let them start calling me Mouse again.
All too soon it was over and we were off to explore. Off to continue the no stress tour!!