Did you know that grapefruit had thorns? We didn't either until Mary Ellen went out to pick one for my breakfast and got stuck. This one was the standard yellow variety, not the Ruby Red that I love so much. The thorns should have been a warning...despite the three teaspoons of sugar she ladled on to sweeten it up, my first taste literally curled my toes it was so sour. I can't imagine sucking a fresh lemon could have produced any worse reaction than I had to this baby. Fortunately she had also plucked a few Valencia oranges; they were as sweet as the grapefruit was bitter. I even gave the grapefruit a second try after the oranges but it was still inedible. Now I know why they call it The Grapefruit Diet - one bite of this thing and you wouldn't be able to unpucker enough to open your mouth for the rest of the day.
You'll never guess where we spent the day yesterday - Walt's pride and joy, Disneyland. Here's Main Street an hour after opening; notice the missing mob scene. Today is historically one of the least crowded days to visit rather than the past Christmas season when the crowds are of epic proportions. Mary Ellen was here with Maureen a few days after Christmas and apparently the best they could do was literally shuffle along as the mob surged from one attraction to another. Some of the lines for the more popular rides were two hours long,all of the bathrooms (even the men's) had long lines out the door and it was nearly impossible to get anything to eat. In short, misery from the Mouse. The park is opened earlier and stays open until midnight but who needs the hassle? Today was in the high sixties, all of the restaurants and snack bars were line-free with plenty of open tables to sit and eat without feeling pressured to hurry and let someone with little kids have a place to sit. We literally walked into the Indiana Jones ride, never stopping once from the time we entered the gate until we piled into Indy's SUV for a back-convulsing ramble through dimly lit and jungle entangled faux-ruins with all the special effects from one of the movies.
OK, so at least one of us thought it was fun...
Disneyland is a bit smaller than the sprawling Disney World in Orlando but it has a charm that comes from being the original as well as the fact that it supposedly is still the fair-haired child of the entire Disney Enterprise. Mary Ellen loves the traditional Fantasyland type attractions while being a modern man of rational thought and deep intellectual curiosity, I tend to gravitate towards the more serious side of the park:
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