Disneyland

Disneyland, the happiest place on earth. Thursday's Grad Night was one of the greatest nights of my high school career. After a near eight hour bus ride to Anaheim, we had finally made it to the place where, supposedly, dreams come true. It began with California Adventure, open exclusively to us high school students. A few friends and I headed off to California Screamin' where we rode two times through. Due to the odd number of people in our group, five, one of us had to ride either solo or with someone we did not know. I was deemed first to ride it out alone, however next to me sat another guy, he was african american and during the ride we would shout out about the ride to one another. At one point I decided to call him Tyron, to which he responded, to my surprise. So Tyron and I rode it out for the remainder of the ride to leave with a bro hug and a hand shake... not a bad way to start off the night. The Toy Story ride next door was hardly a competition as Sheena went up against me...not achieving much. However, I had played the game once before, giving me a slight advantage.

This was followed by soaring over California, where Sheena decided it was probably the greatest ride ever. Tower of Terror was the climax of our stay in California Adventure, where after waiting in an hour long line we decided that, while the ride was awesome, we would not wait in that line again. Our so-called "free food" ended up just being a soda and french fries after the burgers ran out, leaving us all unsatisfied with our dinners.

Disneyland proper was incredible. No scene ever felt so bizarre and out of place then when I was walking down Main Street Disney, with 50 Cent's "Bottles in the Club" blaring from all around us. We rode Indiana Jones and the Jungle Cruise in a huge group, only to fall apart and splinter into multiple groups, each with different desires. While we would eventually meet back up with some of them, my group went off to go on Star Tours and then dance at the techno club in Tomorrow Land. Great times. Tea cups were next, which lead to much delirium as a result with Paulo and I at the wheel. After a a spectacular light show and some Pirates of the Caribbean, we headed out of the park. It was 5:15 or so by the time we had fully exited Disneyland. We walked for what seemed like an eternity, getting lost and whatnot trying to find our buses. Once there we all crashed...until Avatar was put onto the screen to wake us up, for whatever reason. The ride went by fast, despite the 7 or so hours it took to get there.