The cars travel about MACH three-thousand.
It was the Car’s Land ride at Disneyland. We did it! And it only took three hours of standing in line, two breakdowns, a 45 minute re-boot of the system, a little boy who was an inch or two over the required 40 inch height requirement, and an afterward response from said three-year-old, “It freaked me out!”
But there it was Radiator Springs—the 8 ¾ wonder of the world—plunked down right in the middle of California Land, and it looks like it has always been there.
How do they do it? The red rock mountain backdrop, the cliffs that look straight from Utah, or is it Arizona—the alluvial fans, the dikes, the intrusions, the crumbled rock at the base of the cliffs, the cactus. It is awesome.
We hit the optimum time for park hours, the first week of summer that allowed the use of California annual passes, and the last week of summer late hours. Two roads converged and we took it.
Do you remember that service stations used to use glass bottles to fill car’s oil tanks? From somewhere in the recesses of my mind it came back to me—I have seen that someplace, a glass bottle with a metal spout—probably it was before your time. Long ago the service station attendants would fill their glass bottles form a large tank of oil, affix a metal spout, and add oil to your car. Now those bottles grace one of the many buildings the lines of people weave through as they wait for the car’s ride. Bottles cut in half and embedded in cement, clear ones, green ones, burgundy ones glow as the sunlight shines through. A spectacular display.
AN ULTERIOR MOTIVE:
Okay, that was last week. This week I am attempting to make a Facebook Page. I tried about 16 times to place a picture with script on the title page, but it kept going away. Guess having a title is verboten. And I have an old Jewell Davis account that keeps popping up. I want to use Jewell D, a different account, different title, different email, but somehow the two Facebook pages are connected. I canceled the first account, only to have both go away. So I reinstated both. All this was just after I wrote that no gripes would appear on my page. So I’m griping here.
You know how it is, you proclaim something one minute, the next you have to eat your words.
Okay, here is my ulterior motive. I am trying to get followers on a Facebook page. This was after an agent said one author had a following of 61,000 on Facebook, and she signed him immediately. (I wonder if his book is good.)
So, if anyone feels inclined to follow me on Facebook, I will send hugs and kisses. Facebook.comdreambelievedaredo
P.S. Never tease a dragon, they don't like it and it isn't nice. Besides remember you are crunchy and taste good with catsup.
P.S.P.S.
Look at these gorgeous pictures added for me from Facebook follower. I love it. Thank you.
