After a two-month hiatus from writing this trip report, and since starting another report, someone reminded me that I hadn’t finished this one! This is the second-to-last installment; the final installment will be out next week. If you’re a new visitor or haven’t read the excellent “One More Disney Day” installments in this Disney trip report, visit its index to read those first!
It was the last full day of our trip, so what better way to start than with…
…Disneyland closing due to a suspicious item being found in a tree! We were a little slow to get started that particular morning, not leaving our room until 10 minutes after Disneyland opened. Normally, this wouldn’t have been a huge deal, but on this particular day, people were only allowed to enter the park for about 10 minutes before the turnstiles closed due to this suspicious item.
By the time we were making our way up Harbor, guests were already being turned away due to a “bomb threat.” This didn’t stop us, as we wanted to see if we could find a way in, somehow. Of course, we couldn’t.
I did constantly scour Twitter for updates and to determine what was going on. Prevailing wisdom was that there had been a bomb threat, and that no one was being allowed in or out of the park. Those in the park were experiencing a veritable ghost town (lucky dogs!) and those shut out were prepared to riot (don’t worry, we only flipped two police cars and threw a few garbage cans through business’ windows). As updates continued to be released, we heard a couple of reports that guests were being allowed in through the Downtown Disney bag check. So we headed that way.
Along the way, one of my tweets was quoted by a NBC Los Angeles affiliate, which is basically my new claim to fame. You can find the riveting article here. If I knew my tweet would be quoted in the news, I would have written something more clever. Although, in fairness, at least they didn’t quote the 90% of my tweets that are inane drivel.
In order to get to the Downtown Disney area, we had to walk all the way down Harbor and Katella, past the Anaheim Convention Center, which was about a 25 minute walk. This didn’t bother me–I’d rather walk than stand in one place, even if walking doesn’t actually accomplish anything. I sometimes see TV commercials for treating something called “Restless Leg Syndrome.” I have no idea what this is and I refuse to Google it, but my face-value assumption is that I have this syndrome (kidding, of course, the syndrome has nothing to do with my impatience). If I’m moving around, I feel like I’m accomplishing something, even when I am not.
Walking all the way around accomplished pretty much nothing. We did find Alpine Inn, the hotel at which we’d be staying that night, and saw a lot of palm trees, but not much else. The Downtown Disney bag check was also closed, and the entrance through the Grand Californian Hotel did not open when Disney California Adventure should have opened.
Rather than just waiting around, we decided to head to Tangaroa Terrace for breakfast. Disney breakfast prices, in my opinion, are ridiculously high, so rather than each ordering our own meals, we decided to split a Breakfast Wrap. (more…)