Well, it’s been FOUR YEARS since Chenin and I were married. Can you believe it? That’s right, March 24th. Still feels like we’re kids.
So in that spirit, we went to Disneyland for the day. We haven’t been there in quite a while, excepting the times we went to shoot weddings. Had a really great time. We went on all sorts of silly rides, then slipped out into Downtown Disney for a drink (so glad you can have cocktails and go to Disneyland now – it’s much more fun that way). Had dinner at the Bengal Barbecue, which is the only real food in the whole park. Still as good as it ever was – asskicking spicy. Funny thing is, I distinctly remember going there as a teenager and thinking it was expensive to eat there. The skewers are like 3 bucks and some change, and I always used to get just one or two, because that’s all the cash I had. This time, however, I went hog-wild and had, not one, not two, but THREE skewers. Eating like kings, I tell you. Finally, we watched the fireworks from Main Street, which they totally re-vamped for the 50th anniversary thing, and which really were pretty spectacular. Silly? Sure, but romantic, too, in its own silly way.
Of course, I couldn’t resist bringing at least ONE camera, so along came our vintage SX-70, which Polaroid has sadly discontinued the film for (bastards!). Stock up while you can.
Our official “we’re tourists” photo, at the park entrance. It’s always fun to ask someone if they can take our picture, then hand them a really funky camera. I can just picture them saying “those poor kids! They must have saved up for years to come here – just look at that old piece of crap camera!”
It’s a small world.
A happy whale.
Chenin’s futuristic photo of me. I might use this to try to get an audition with Devo. Whaddya think?
A scary ride.
The Jungle Cruise. Still silly and campy as ever. Chenin hates that stupid ride.
The Haunted Mansion. Spooky.
Space Mountain, which they’ve re-worked AGAIN, and which is perhaps the only ride in the park that Disney seems to be able to IMPROVE upon when they mess with it every few years. Just about every other ride they’ve touched (excepting, perhaps, the Autopia), they’ve made a mess of. Witness Pirates of the Carribean. I rest my case. Actually, on a somewhat sad note, they’re working on Pirates AGAIN, this time to make it tie in with the Johnny Depp movie franchise. I can’t imagine how lame that’s destined to turn out. I very seriously doubt their idea of improving the ride has anything to do with Kira Knightley in a corset, and that’s about the only movie tie-in they could do to that which wouldn’t end up totally lame. I mean, what the hell was wrong with it 15 years ago?
The Matterhorn. I’m scared to go on it now, because I’m reasonably tall, and I don’t want to get decapitated. I think when they built that ride, it was before beef had all those hormones in it, and people were shorter. I dunno. But every time I go on it, I swear I duck through the whole thing. This is also, incidentally, one of those instances where the unique qualities of SX-70 film screws the photo up. There are tons of branches obscuring the view of the mountain (more than register here), but the film is so soft that they literally didn’t show up. Bummer. I’ll have to drag my 8×10 there next time
Random photo of Chenin. Ain’t she the cutest??? I love Polaroid skin tones, too.
Taken from on the ride. It was bumpy. But I’m a tough photographer. I can take it.
Chenin took this, then joked “oh – I don’t think that you’re supposed to put the sign in the photo!” (slaps head). Those picture spots crack me up.