Oh the Terror!

Guess what! Guess what! I'm going on another vacation! As if Washington DC wasn't enough, my family is planning another getaway to Disneyland!

This has kind of become a little tradition for us. It started in 2005 when my sister and her family decided they were going to go to Disneyland. It didn't take long until a bunch of us invited ourselves to go with (perhaps some were invited, I don't really remember. I just remember that I invited myself). Before we knew it, there were 13 of us packed into two vehicles driving our little selves to the happiest place on earth. Two years later we did it again and now, we're planning our third trip!

I was telling a co-worker about this little tradition today and we got to talking about some of our favorite memories of Disneyland/California Adventure. I shared with her what I consider to be my favorite memory of all.

Now I'll share it with you.

When we went in on our trip in 2005, some of us wanted to go on the Tower of Terror. We tired and tried to get our dad to go on it with us but he was certain he'd have a heart attack or something. We eventually went on the ride without him, much to my disappointment. When we got off we went back and told him how much fun it was and that he absolutely had to go! Still, he refused. The next day we wanted to go again and during our weak attempts at trying to convince him to go with us this time, an old man with hair as white as snow was walking off the ride. Someone in my family said to my dad,

"See Dad, if he can do it then you can do it!" My dad took one look at that man and said,

"He didn't look like that when he got on the ride!"

We burst out laughing and then much to our surprise he relented and went on the ride with us. On this particular ride he sat by me and the two of us sat behind my sister and her four year old son who also wanted to go. The ride started, we all started screaming and for a brief second I glanced at my sister and noticed that she was clinging to her son for dear life!

When we went back in 2007, my dad made sure he got to go on that ride again. My sister? Not so much.