Please don’t make me go back there tomorrow. No seriously, my feet and I just can’t take it.
Why, oh why, am I the vainest person in Southern California? And why, oh why, can’t I just suck it up and buy a pair of tennis shoes?
I have recently realized that I don’t own flat shoes. After raiding my shoe trunks, it’s apparent that a two inch lift is as short as I get, and that’s including a run to the mailbox and early morning car pool treks.
So, in preparation for this vacation, I went out and bought myself three new pairs of flats so I’d have a decent variety of footwear, just in case anyone at Disneyland noticed I was wearing the same shoes two days in a row. And yes, this takes personal vanity to a whole new level for me.
Not only are my feet crying, but my children have joined the chorus. On the haul to California, it became apparent that we had two budding ear infections in the girls. Yes, we’ve had them seen and purchased the appropriate medication, and yes, they’re grumpy and sleepy and just want to go home. They really didn’t need the vacation from their nap schedules right now, but what can we do?
On the plus side, my dear friend Becca suggested we head straight over to City Hall and ask for help with Rex. You all know about his anxiety, and standing in line for hours isn’t the best thing for a kid who gets antsy and nervous. Our therapist concurred, so I went to the cast member on duty and asked if she had any suggestions for helping him in case he freaked out.
Not only were they happy to help us out, but we got the Disneyland Golden Ticket: a pass for six that allows us to go through the handicapped entrance so Rex doesn’t end up in the fetal position halfway through the Peter Pan line.
The eliminated wait time has been so refreshing that I never want to come to Disneyland without a handicapped person again. It’s been the silver lining to all the sickness and aching feet. Also, my sister has requested that Rex accompany them next time they attend as well, cause he’s just so fun.
It sounds like such a fun time……..well exhausting time.
I don’t think I have a pair of heels that have been on my feet for decades. I’m am ER nurse and spend 12 hours on my feet running…….Keens are the only thing to grace these tootsies.
It sounds to me like Disneyland is Basically the same 40 years later….. you know waiting in line, trying to see through the crowds (so you can see the markers they show on the map), and then the kids asking “When are we going to do something Fun?”. Thats the way I remember Disneyland….except for the Lady who lost her BIG hair wig on the Matterhorn,and closed the ride for an hour, While we were in Line might I add. But I do remember having fun, and wanting to go back, even though I got lost. Or my family left me(I have been suspicious of that my whole life). All that being said, given the oppertunity, I would take my kid to Disney in a heartbeat. Just for the expression on his face, and the look in his eyes when he first met Mickey Mouse.
Beauty knows no pain. 😉
This is exactly why I don’t want to take the kids to Disneyland/world!! And my youngest is 6 now! Maybe when she’s 12! Just once, for a day, to say we’ve been there. But maybe not…so many other places we could go instead! I hope you do enjoy yourselves though!
I’ve heard that the Mouse house is amazing when it comes to helping. Nice to know that they put their money where there mouths are.
Next time do the Disney cruise. Neither one of my kids wanted out of their creches, excuse me, play areas @ all. We went in the off season & it was something like $1800 for four in an upgraded room. Seriously, it was the best!
LOL – you know – I didn’t believe in sexy shoes until I saw your footwear at church. You taught me that a women with toddlers can indeed wear three inch heals. I have MUCH cooler shoes now, and I don’t run around in tennis shoes constantly anymore. I have a cool pair of medium healed ‘zippy’ boots for closed toe weather; and, a super cool looking pair of Land’s End sandals for running around amusement parks.
Good luck with the rest of the vacation! My sister’s family loved that Golden Ticket pass for their children with autism, when they went to Disneyworld a few years ago. It does help!
Going with a handicapped person is the same as going without children. Single rider line, baby.
If it makes you feel any better we went to Knotts Berry Farm when I was a few months pregnant with my first and I walked around ALL DAY in flip flops. And not just any flip flops, the kind that have like a three inch thick base. I was practically crawling by the time we left. It was horrible! Hey you should get some rocket dogs, they’re comfortable and not as ugly as regular tennis shoes (I wore mine out through two pregnancies, only thing that felt good!). Here’s a link:
http://www.famousfootwear.com/Shopping/ProductDetails.aspx?p=75615&pg=1005313
We took Tyler to Disneyland shortly after he got his double-leg-casts removed two years ago. We rented a wheel chair because he was still weak. It works great at Disneyland because it was built before things had to be ADA compliant. California Adventure it did not work so well… the wheel chairs could fit thru the regular line! Is there a magic pass for CA?
So do you need a doctor’s note or something for the special pass, or do they just take your word for it?
We had a note, but they didn’t ask to see it. I think it’s best to just tell them your situation and ask what they suggest you do to make it easier for your child.
Thank goodness you got some flats….I mean, I KNOW you rock the spike heels girl, but you could end up in traction trying to see disneyland like that.
Handicap benefits are probably better then senior citizen benefits.
Even if I tell people if I have to stand in line any longer I may we my depends, they just don’t seem to care.
hope the ear infections are better now and all is happily every after at your house
not “we” my depends…..WET my depends
or perhaps wee wee
I was a star-eyed newlywed the last time I ventured onto Disney property so I’m no help there but thanks for the hot tip about the Golden Ticket! That would really help my sister and her autistic son who cannot stand crowds.
Isn’t that how vacations always are? You go into them so excited, ready, and rarin’ to go (rarin’?), then by the end all you want to do is go home, get your kids back on their schedules, and sleep in your own bed. The idea of a vacation is just so nice though! Maybe I just need a vacation sans children. Wow, I just drooled a little bit at that thought.