As some of you know I call my work place Paradice! I was not here yesterday due to my little visit to da 909. I am now sitting at my desk thinking about when to take my vacation. Cause I will lose a whole week if I don't take them by the end of the year.... Talking about vacation, Sam Keener, my old friend came out here with his new wife from New Hampshire. A terrible little state that I road a train through once. Anyways, they went to Disneyland and they told me that it was the busiest they of the year. Day after Thanksgiving.... Hearing that reminded me of my awful trips to Da Tragic Kingdom. The unhappiest place on earth. Disneyland.......
Here is Walt Disney. A man with a great vision who wanted to create the happiest place on earth. He loved children (not like Michael Jackson, who by the way loves Disneyland and disguises himself when he goes... Creepy).
Here is Michael Eisner. The man who is behind making Disneyland what it is today. A Multi-Billion dollar company who represents greed with that sadistic mouse.
My first trip to Disneyland was a very forgettable experience. Before I tell the story, I will tell you this. I loved Disneyland once in mylife. When I was in Korea, my friends who has been to California would tell me what a great place Disneyland was. So with this HUGE expectation, I went to Disneyland for the first time when I was ten years old with my parents. First of all here is the problem. Going with my parents... My dad hates places like disneyland. And we entered Disneyland at 11 AM on a dreadful summer day of 85'. A day that will live in infamy at least in my heart. Every ride that had a long line, my dad would say "That ride is not fun." So we went on line to lame rides like tea cup or other stupid rides with short lines. We waited in line for an hour for a moonburger. After that we went to Tom Sawyer Island. So I was going through the caves and what not. But I got lost.... So here is the situation. I don't speak a lick of English and I lost my parents. There are thousands of people just walking around the Island and I am in Panic mode. After 30 minutes of searching for my parents I had terrible thoughts of losing my parents forever. Than I heard this "Yah, Imma!" It was the voice of my dad! I was saved from becoming an Orphan! So I was walking back and I saw my mother teary eyed... I gave her a hug. ANd she first embraced me and than she smacked me in the forehead. Than my dad said "lets GO home!" So we left at 3 PM. So in total I was at Disneyland for 5 hours. I thought that Disneyland was the worst place on earth.
But when I went again with my friends, I thought it was great.... But here comes the tragedy. Everytime a cousin or a relative came from the motherland I went to Disneyland. Whether it was my aunt or anyone else. More and more I went, less and less I liked that God Fosaken place. I knew that place from corner to corner. What about the terrible crowd there. Lines after lines. And the people who work there... They have this unbelievable pride about working there. They are so sadistic. I am sure that many Korean American can understand why I HATE Disneyland.
I think I saw Captain EO like 70 times. The only redeeming part of Disneyland. I use to be able to say the lines verbatim. I must admit with shame, I was a big fan of Captain EO. It was great cause it represented my youth. Obviously I was a huge Michael Jackson fan. Who wan't? and I can just sit there for 20 minutes or so and relax from the madness that is Disney. No mouse, No duck or Goofy. But last time I went to Disneyland, it was honey I shrunk the audience. Which is not even nearly cool as Captain EO.
My final statement about why liked Captain EO : It was just another part of me... Woo HOO! (some of you who don't get this might be to young)