We rose again at 6, with a few moments when we woke earlier and went back to sleep. We got going around six, with me making coffee from the coffee pod machine supplied by the hotel. Deborah was off to the last day of her conference with a light breakfast offered. I was walking to Anaheim today to get the steps and build up to the long days of walking in Disney this weekend.
The city was cleaning a bus station, and I learned that the benches were replaced with seats to prevent people from sleeping at the station. While I understood the reasons, I was disturbed that the homeless (or anyone else) could not even nap in a bus station. I had noticed that without a back support, my ability to sit there was limited. Hmmmm. But they are now easy to clean (eyeroll).
I stopped at Roscoe’s Chicken Waffles and had the grits, eggs, fried gizzards, and other parts with gravy. Yes, there is a little southernness in my genes, and so I was enchanted with the options. The chicken parts were all battered and seasoned, which contributed to the flavor of the deep-fried chicken bits. I wrote the blog, and since they were not busy, they did not mind refilling my coffee and water while I wrote and snacked on too many chicken parts for me to eat and grits to finish. I published the blog there.
I made a mistake and got a bottle of their sauce for an outrageous $12. I soon learned that glass bottles cannot be brought into the park areas (I was thinking of looking for a hat and postcards in Downtown Disney). I could surrender (their words) the bottle and enter the Disney areas, or I could leave, take that to my hotel, and return. I was not going to let that overpriced bottle go to waste.
Next, I was traveling upstream of the crowd, as it was late morning, and the late parkgoers were arriving. I found bus 43 and used my $2 pass to take me back to the hotel. Few were going in my direction.
I took the bottle to the room and met Deborah there during a break between classes. We chatted about our plans and some of the doom-filled news. A plane crashed in India, Israel would attack Iran, an American Senator was roughly handled by the agents from Homeland Security, and Trump was making strange statements about troops needed everywhere here in California. Yikes! We focused on our Disney plans. We are headed to Disneyland on Friday and plan to be there for the opening of the gates.
Deborah finished her classes, and we then got lunch at WaBa Grill as it is light and just works. I ate much less rice as I don’t need it. After lunch, Deborah bought a new swimsuit, and I purchased a light hat at the local sporting goods store.
We could use a rest and spend the rest of the afternoon together in the room. We ignore the news and focus more on our plans for the rest of the trip and the next one in July that takes us to Iceland.
We considered traveling to Disney Downtown for dinner, but Outback Steakhouse is conveniently located across the street. While the same as all others, and not necessarily a bad thing, it was good. Deborah got the “Jaws” drink, where you pour some liquid from a small plastic shark, which is red in color. Our steaks were good, and dinner made us sleepy.
We walked back to the hotel. We watched the light go full circle before we realized that we had not pushed the button. These streets do not pause the traffic unless you request it.
We were back in our room, and I wrote this blog as we will be at Disney all day on Friday. The Star Wars rides are at the top of our list. And while Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride (still in existence here on the West Coast) may not be on our digital list, we will likely ride it. Tomorrow Disneyland!
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