Upon my entry into the land that Disney built, I immediately reverted back to myself at fours year old, "What rides d'ya wanna go on now... the Pirates of the Carribean, Thunder Mountain, the tea cups?" So these rides aren't the scariest, but they're whimsical and happy just like Walt Disney had planned. (photo:me at 4 yrs. old, after accosting Pluto, 1967)
But! The Disney executives have made some pretty dumb decisions - if you ask me - and though no one is... In my opinion, the Michael Jackson Captain E.O., or whatever it was called, was totally un-Disneyesque. And the idea of sticking the California Experience (Duh! mini-California within California) park next to Disneyland was lame. But most maddening are all of the great rides from yesterday that are no longer there, including the submarines. The submarine lagoon sits empty, without a ripple. Tomorrowland, once one of my favorite lands, seems to have given up, as if the Disney execs are saying there's no hope for the future - you've already seen the best innovations that the human mind can imagine.
While I found Tomorrowland lacking, I was truly disappointed with what they did for the Christmas season to the haunted house. Rather than spinning through the transparent, dancing dead amid the dust and cobwebs - I was jangled by day-glo cartoon characters from Tim Burton's "Nightmare Before Christmas." Annoyed, yes, but not scared.
Otherwise, I, along with my daughter and her friend, had the most fun we've had in a long time - strolling through the colorful lands, stuffing our faces with expensive candy, humming along to the piped in Disney music while plotting our next ride.
When I waited in line for the Peter Pan ride I watched young, "cool" guys with their jeans hanging on their hips as they stepped into ships with sails to fly above London with Peter and Wendy. Disneyland lets everyone become children again, even guys in baggy jeans. And that's what I love about the place!
The evening ended with fireworks bursting through the sky, followed with Disney-made snow sprinkled on our heads as we walked through crowded Main Street.
As a child, I think I remember Tinkerbell zipping through the sky on a wire at the end of the evening. Maybe she did, or maybe I just thought I saw her. Either way... it was always a magical experience - just as it is today.