Amazing that I have been writing diary for four months. I shall keep it up.
Disneyland at Los Angeles. I was hoping that it will be better than the one in Paris but both me and Colin agrees that the former Eurodisney (now called Disneyland Paris) is far better. The Sleeping Beauty Castle is so much smaller; even the trees seem to be bigger. Anyway, this is the original Disneyland. The biggest one is in Florida.
Okay, we started off in Adventureland. The Jungle Cruise was just a laugh. Everything (elephants and crocodiles and hippos) are so fake. According to the guide, it was built somewhat forty odd years ago. The next one was pretty good. It was the Indiana Jones Adventure. The ride was quite exciting. I loved the last part where a giant ball was rolling towards us and we suddenly dropped. By the way, we were riding in a jeep.
Splash Mountain was very much like the one in any theme park. Riding on the water in a log. The final drop and … splash … everyone got wet.
The Big Thunder Mountain Railroad is definitely not as good as the one in Disneyland Paris. The one in Paris, we have two trains going head-on-head with each other. This one is quite primitive.
As for the Matterhorn Bobsleds in Fantasyland, it is pretty good. A lot of spinning. Don’t remember riding it in Paris.
The next one worth mentioning is the Space Mountain. Very fast speed roller coaster. But Colin told me that the one in Paris is far better. Well …
All in all, we were kind of disappointed but it is an experience. We didn’t take a lot of photos (indeed less than 5) and we left around three.
I just couldn’t help but thinking about JP from time to time. The time we had when we were in Eurodisney. I told Colin that I was hoping to forget about her in this US trip but he admitted that it is kind of hard for I will keep thinking back about the good time we had. True enough. True enough.
We got out of Disneyland and headed off to Beverly Hills. Quit a long ride and we stopped by a tiny Chinese Restaurant and had a meal (at 5!). The American Born Chinese (ABC) look so different. Heavy makeup, dyed blond hair and perfect American English. We parked somewhere in the middle of the Beverly Hills and all the shops are so high class. Even the women on the street, they all look so gorgeous. Must be a lot of plastic surgery.
Really tempted to buy the single “You were meant for me” by Jewel and send it to JP. But as Francis said before, for every action, there must be a purpose. If I don’t intend to get back to her again, what is the purpose of sending her the single? The original reason of doing so is to let her know why I feel right now, but on the other hands, what do I get out from this? Does she really care at all? Wanted to ask Annie (when I return to Paris) if JP has already got herself a new boyfriend but then again, what’s the use of knowing or not knowing this piece of information?