Time to fly! We were at the airport bright and early for our flight to California, but at least it wasn’t quite as early as our typical flight to Orlando. We had plenty of time for breakfast, and nothing says vacation breakfast quite like Five Guys French fries.
Who’s ready for a cross-country flight? These two.
It was the very definition of an uneventful flight to Los Angeles. I binged-watched the show “Empire” and Franklin watched a little of everything on the Virgin America menu. And before we knew it, we’d landed at LAX. We picked up our luggage…
… and met up with Sharon, our Disney friend (and D23 Yoda) that we’d be hanging out with all week! A quick stop at Alamo and we were on the road.
There is really one and only one place that an East Coaster must start any real California trip.
That’s right, lunch at In-N-Out. I could not wait for this meal. Actually, all three of us were pretty excited.
Seriously, just seeing our lunch makes my mouth water.
It was the absolutely perfect way to start the trip.
Then it was back on the road for us, let’s get to Anaheim! The trip was filled with signs, lots of beautiful Disney signs!
Expo signs, 60th anniversary signs… they were all represented. And they only served to make us all more excited for what lay ahead!
We cruised past the parks (just for the moment, though).
We turned toward the convention center.
And checked into the Hilton (which was conveniently located next door to the convention center which would house the D23 Expo that weekend!).
Our room wasn’t ready yet, but Sharon’s was. And she was kind enough to let us leave our bags in her room until ours was ready. Her view of the parks was pretty spectacular.
Hi Paradise Pier!
Oh, and hello to your too Radiator Springs Racers.
We changed into our (much cooler) park gear and headed out. I added a very special new accessory. Completely blinged-out Minnie ears, perfect for Disneyland’s diamond anniversary!
It was an easy trip to get to the parks.
I’m not going to lie, walking into Disneyland for the first time was emotional. Walking where you knew Walt Disney had walked was truly special. Franklin and I had each been to Disneyland when we were little, but neither of us had any real memory from those trips. So this trip, for all intents and purposes, was our first. And it was a spectacular first impression.
I was a very, very happy girl.
We took our time wandering up Main Street, taking in all the beautiful sights.
Teeny-tiny castle. Big crowds.
Everything was beautiful.
Everything was so lush and green in the hub. It gave the park a definite warmth.
The 60th decor on Sleeping Beauty Castle was gorgeous.
Even Tomorrowland was the perfect kind of retro here.
I took a photo with my girl Minnie.
It was time to ride our first ride. But we’re going to leave that little mystery until the next chapter. Anyone care to guess what our first attraction would be out West?