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Today dawned bright and clear - the warmest day we've seen in 2 1/2
weeks - 74 degrees F. Kevin was in the van ready to get on with our
adventure by 9:15am. He enjoys riding in the "Captain's Chair" right
behind the driver's seat. From there he is able to play co-pilot and
tell Sissy when it's all clear for take off and landing.
First we went to Joanne Knibb's house as she was
the lady who got us all into Disneyland "gratis" - She worked there
for 35 years before retiring.
Kevin's first ride at Disneyland was on the
tram from the parkade to the theme park area. He was a little unsure
of the whole venture with the wind whipping about his ears and the
conductor barking instructions over the intercom. This noise was
diminished a bit by inserting earplugs in Kev's ears. We decided to go
to Disney first and then hit California Adventure Park later if we had
time.
The first thing Kevin did after posing for a
few tourist photos, was to buy postcards to send to his friends. We
then headed up to Toontown where he got his picture taken with Minney
Mouse.
Next we went over to Adventure Land and took
the Jungle Cruise. It was quite an undertaking carrying Kevin into the
boat, but good old dad saved the day and Kevin was soon cruisin' the
jungle, ducking elephant's spray and swinging pythons overhead. He
enjoyed when the skipper cut the corners a little sharp and people
gasped and "oohed"
Back on land, we decided it was time for
lunch. Of course, Mr Lenarduzzi had no objections to this suggestion.
Kevin slurped down his spaghetti lunch which Mom had packed while the
rest of us had chicken, buns and carrots.(we ended up doing a great
deal of walking in order to consume our tasty lunch as you are not
allowed toeat your own food in Disneyland - but must go outside the
entrance to the "picnic grounds.")
We headed back into Disneyland to see what we
could do next. We decided to break ourselves in easily after lunch and
go on the Steamer Boat Ride. Kevin was able to ride on this boat
without transferring from his wheelchair. He had fun sitting on the
side of the boat and catching some of the action of people paddling by
in canoes. I think he also got a kick out of the drumming and chanting
being done as we cruised past a Native American display.
Our next ride was "The Pirates of the
Caribbean." This ride again required Jacques to carry Kevin into a
long punt-type boat . It was a tight squeeze but, Kevin, Dad, Mom and
Sissy managed to get into one row together. Kevin sat wedged between
Dad and Sissy. As this ride quickly heads into the dark with minimal
lighting, Kevin was a little uneasy about what was going on. Sissy
joked with him and told him he was supposed to act scared and scream
like the rest of the people up ahead. This got him chuckling and he
really got into the mood; shaking and yelling with the best of them .
Then came the first "rapid fall." Kevin absolutely loved this moment
and the look of sheer delight on his face was worth all the lifting,
etc. that was required to have him there soaking it all up. I think
this is where he really had a better understanding of what Disneyland
was all about. By the time we hit the second and longer descent, Kevin
was in full swing with all the excitement. He sang along with the rest
of the passengers who were singing "Yo, Ho, Ho, Ho" Its a pirate's
life for me." He enjoyed some of the sound effects as we were on the
ride such as a barking dog, and cannons shooting. He seemed to be more
at ease and responsive as we explained to him what was going on as we
"sailed" by. The crowning glory was all the bumping the boat did into
the boat ahead as we came back "into" dock. By this time, Kevin had
had an uproariously great time and Anna had snapped quite a few
pictures of the event. On the way out of the ride Kevin stopped and
bought himself a black, glow-in-the-dark "Pirates of the Caribbean"
T-shirt. This ride was definitely the highlight of Kevin's Disney
adventure and wont be quickly forgotten.
We then tried to find another exciting ride
that Kevin could go on. We almost had Mom convinced to let him go on
the Mine-car ride then she caught a glimpse of one of the run-away
railcars and had reservations. We weren't sure how well Kevin would
tolerate this roller-coaster ride and didn't think we could fit one of
us on either side of him.
Joanne suggested perhaps the Flume-Ride
wouldn't be so bad - it was a smoother ride. So we walked all the way
over to that part of the park. The ride wasn't operational at that
time and when we saw the empty "logs" shooting down a very vertical
drop we decided it probably wouldn't be the best for Kevin. Sissy
tried to talk the gang into another go at the "Pirates of the
Caribbean" but energy was flagging by that time for everyone including
Kevin.
We decided we would check out Kevin's picture
with Minnie and do more souvenir shopping on the way out. We weren't
impressed with the picture, but the queen of Hearts stopped by and
tickled Kevin's chin and we got a few shots of her with Kevin. Kevin
got Shannon a Mickey Mouse-Ears hat. And while that was being
embroidered with her name we got some decadent ice cream cones.
We sat on some park benches in the square and
munched and crunched on these delectable treats. Kevin's "ummm's"
could be heard quite clearly, and as the sugar hit his bloodstream, he
got a second wind and was quite wild and crazy - flirting with the
girls and yelling "yi hah!" to everyone in general and no one in
particular!
Finally , we started back to the Tram about 6
pm. Kevin hadn't missed a beat all day and certainly was in fine form
for this last Disney "ride" of the day. Fortified with chocolate
ice-cream, the return trip on the tram was not nearly as irritating.
In fact, Sissy informed the conductor that if he could sing "A
Pirate's Life for me" over the intercom it would really make the trip
for Kevin, he just smiled. I don't think he knew how to take
Ootishchenian humour. Kevin laughed and sparkled all the way back on
the tram.
Back at home, Kevin had a brief stretch out,
dinner in bed and then was "one with his pillow." He definitely was
out for the count once he hit the mat!
Now that's spending a day in Southern
California!

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