The Happiest Place on Earth

For more than a year, several members of our family have been planning a trip to Disneyland. It's an old cliche, but time does pass swiftly, because one year and several months later, here we are in Southern California ready to meet our family in the morning for three days of Disneyland.

The trip here from Southern Nevada was rather quick and easy. It seemed quicker than previous trips here; perhaps it's because we traveled to so many places this summer in so little time. This trip seemed like a breeze in comparison.

For the most part, the trip was uneventful. We left desert, drove through desert, and arrived in desert, so not too much scenery change. But there were parts that reminded us of our trip to Canada. At one point, we looked in the rearview mirror to see a bus riding our bumper, seemingly completely oblivious to the two empty lanes on either side of us.

We also passed several police officers on the sides of the freeway and, again like Canada, they are there more as freeway adornment than as an actual impediment to speeding traffic. Fortunately, their lack of pursuit for traffic violators helps the environment by not adding to their carbon footprint.

Tomorrow we will have plenty of pictures to post as well as commentary on our day at the Disneyland parks. We will be with two nieces and three of Sandy's grandchildren, all under the age of eight--the nieces have never been to Disneyland. We will also be with our sister who hasn't been to Disneyland for forty years. It will be a big day for one and all.

We're going to try to keep our blog entries politics free for this week. It just depends on how many Obama signs and/or commercials we see. However, we are thankful for the Obama bumper stickers and T-shirts as they identify the intellect of their owners. We are on the same page as comedian, Bill Engvall, when referring to less-than-bright folks, he says, "Here's your sign."

Stay tuned...