It's been several weeks since I took The Roc to Disneyland for the first time, but I've been too traumatized to write about it until now. Not that we had a bad time; it is, after all, the Happiest Place on Earth, and that's a trademark, not a suggestion. It just left me so exhausted and overstimulated that I wanted to laugh and cry at the same time, much as The Roc did upon meeting Goofy face to face.
Fortified with mouse-shaped waffles, The Roc happily hopped onto E-ticket rides like the Tea Cups, Pirates of the Carribean, Autopia, and the Matterhorn, but his favorite attraction by far was--wait for it--the Monorail. Next time, I will save myself $72 (plus the cost of personalized mouse ears) and take The Roc for a ride on the Gold Line. As far as I'm concerned, South Pasadena has always been the Happiest Place on Earth anyway.
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