It’s been 7 or 8 years since I last went to Disneyland, and I’ve been wanting to go back for quite some time. Not because I liked it so much, I think I just wanted some sort of confirmation that it’s not really my thing.
I am not a big fan of roller-coasters, cotton candy or overpriced hotdogs, but there’s plenty of other things to do. We got to learn how to draw Tigger, I failed miserable. I still dont know how I passed my Drawing For Communication class.
My friends tricked me into doing the Tower of Terror. I thought it was gonna be a scary place where you walked around getting scared by freaky people. Didn’t know it was just gonna be an elevator that was going up and down in a really high speed. All I could think of was “do not throw up, do not throw up, do not throw up”.
The real reason we went down to Anaheim and Disneyland was really to get an autograph from Martin who had an artist signing at the WonderGround Gallery.
His stuff displayed at the gallery.
On the way home we realized I had a flat tire on the car I’ve been holding hostage since January – now I am gonna have to find time to fix that…
