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The trip was off to a roaring good start
when Tubby made me pump gas. It was cold outside, so he waited
in the car. |
Oooh, I feel like a bell hop on the QE-2.
I got to press the elevator button. Big whoop. |
I had to sleep on the fold-out mini-twin-
size bed. But at least I didn't have to sleep on the floor
like Child 1, age 10. (Hurray!) |
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I got to sit in the engineer's seat on
Monorail Purple. I would have driven, too, but Albert was
no one to be triffled with. |
After I got booted from the seat, I at
least got to sit in the nose of the train, so I got a fowl's eye
view of the trip. |
We started our day on an empty stomach
in Star Tours. I got to sit in front, next to some kid who
kept staring at me. |
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Okay, so I lied. I had nibbled
on some Saltines on the Monorail, but that was quickly expelled
from my tummy. |
Since I'd already puked my guts out,
the trip on the Teacups was of little consequence. |
The Mr. Toad picture didn't come out,
but the one outside did. |
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... and then off to the Merry-Go-Round. Do
you see how kids stare at me? |
Because I lack the upper body strength, I didn't
bother embarrassing myself. |
I thoroughly enjoyed driving one of these
car-things. |
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Apparently they're right... it really
is a small world, after all. |
Bryan told me I was too short to ride
the Go-Go Coaster, since the safety bar was lowered well in front
of my webbed feet. |
It seems human parents think these large,
hard plastic novelty cars are cute for pictures. Well, when
in Rome... |
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Me with Minnie Mouse and some kid. |
A nice, poor-quality photo of me on the Peter Pan
ride... and nothing else visible. |
... but you can see me on the fire truck
at Station 101. |
... there's more on the California
Adventure page, but this one will take forever to load if I
keep going... |
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