Disneyland

After putting it off for years we decided to visit Tokyo Disneyland....guess it was one of those things to be notched up as an experience.


The whole place functioned like clockwork, amazingly well organised. And with a fanatical army of street sweepers sporting squeaky clean colgate smiles ready to swoop on any discarded scraps it was as clean as all hell too.

The most fun part from my point of view was Splash Mountain. For those of you who don't know it you gently float along in a fake log raft kind of thing along the top of a mountain with soothing music in the background and cuddly characters popping here and there to say hello. Then when you are suitably relaxed and lulled into a sense of security there's a series of what feel like vertical drops down waterfalls....it goes damn fast...which is probably the whole point of it.

Anyway what happened was Lani was tall enough by about a centimetre to go on the ride. So she unwittingly skipped along the path , hopped into the raft with a great huge grin on 'er dial. Literally seconds later however, after the first drop, she was packing the darkies big time...."da da daddy...la la lani no like this one ....lani go home now". You can't just hop of a roller coaster in mid flight though. You get the picture. She enjoyed the other rides but was bit more knowing.





King Mickey
One thing that has taken a long time getting used to here was grown adults going off their trolley over kids characters. There's unwritten quest for everything cute and cuddly here.

I think even Lani was somewhat disconcerted to see grown women arms flailing above their heads, running across the tarmac, all to touch King Mickey.