The Priciest Place on Earth

Jason and I had a companion airline ticket we needed to use before March, and we thought we might as well use those big savings to travel to one of the most expensive places on earth, Disneyland. You’ve got to blow a lot of money to use a free airline ticket; everyone knows that. This trip began with some anxiety and ended that way too, but the in between parts were more pleasant and included transportation to another galaxy along with opportunities to consume mass quantities of corn dogs, beignets, and bacon skewers. Here are all the deets on the good, the bad, and the pricey.

a Corellian nook
The alcove devoted to the Millennium Falcon is epic.

As suggested in the previous paragraph, panic preceded our vacation. The day before we left, I had an allergic reaction to a fragrance or some other airborne compound at the hairdresser. Just like that, I had cold symptoms. At first, I assumed an allergy was the culprit because of the instant onset, but as my issues continued to persist all day, I began to suspect illness. Boo! You have to remember, exhibiting cold symptoms of any kind in public was still very unpopular at this point, so I was not keen on trying to navigate those in busy parks. Plus, a COVID test would be necessary to confirm I wouldn’t be passing the most undesirable germs onto others as I screamed in terror on Pinocchio’s Daring Ride. I was displeased and stressed about the potential complications and/or halting of our trip. However, right before I went to bed, my reaction turned off as quickly as it had turned on. Phew! That was the first bout of anxiety associated with this retreat, but it was not the last.

Stormed!
As soon as my SLR camera came out, so did the stormtroopers.
Black Spire Outpost
Within the Black Spire Outpost, up is as fascinating a direction as any other.

That brings me to our time in the park. Why Disneyland in January? Mid-January is supposed to be one of the most uncrowded times of the year at Disney parks. I don’t know what is typical for Disneyland these days, but I certainly wouldn’t call what we experienced uncrowded. Not insane would be a more accurate description.

space soda
Coolest Coke bottles ever!

The weather also wasn’t what we were anticipating as it was much colder than the times we’ve gone in December. The reason for that chill? A cyclone bomb had just come through the area. Apparently, that is a fast-developing storm that forms because of a sudden drop in pressure. The associated rain ended right as we arrived and started again the afternoon we left, so I guess we missed that at least. Conditions were agreeable during the day with pants and a jacket or two, but evenings required three jackets at least, and we would still come back to our room freezing. The temperatures did get warmer each succeeding day. By the end, we couldn’t see our breath anymore at night. Yeah!

light and heavy
For a substantial amount of money, you can make a hefty lightsaber.
droids and buds
At Galaxy’s Edge, everything you see deserves a second look.

So, masses and temperatures weren’t as predicted. What was? Our delight over our first taste of a galaxy far, far away at Star Wars: Galaxy’s Edge was certainly unsurprising. (How could you not see that coming?) I loved all the layers, interactions, and details. We built our own posh lightsabers at Savi’s Workshop, sipped on the blue and green milk, and dined at Ronto Roasters. FYI, the Ronto-less Garden Wrap is much better than the Ronto Wrap.

artificial spectacles
Mechanical curiosities abound in periphery settlements.

Our other Disney firsts were kind of the opposite of exciting. Sometimes you have to work hard to be amused, and it’s just too much effort. The next day, California Adventure bored us somewhat because most of the rides had such long lines. We weren’t willing to wait 60-90 minutes for each one. There wasn’t that much else to do, and there wasn’t much else to eat. Hence, being diverted became a burden. We found the new Avengers Campus satisfying, but not nearly as intriguing as Galaxy’s Edge. I believe this was the first and only time we’ve felt unentertained at a Disney theme park. When California Adventure closed, we skipped over to Disneyland thinking we’d just stay there for an hour. We stayed the rest of the night.

cosmic fowl
Space penguin or space pigeon?
an ambiguous amphibian
Mr. Toad and I have a complicated relationship.

Disneyland occupied our last day in California. Most of that period passed in the usual park fashion. However, that evening we got stuck on the Indiana Jones Adventure right below the dangling Indiana due to one of the vehicles ahead malfunctioning. It was weird and cool to see the climax of the ride with the lights on. (FYI, the big rock is on a track.) It was less cool to have a panic attack because I had no control over how long I was going to be belted inside a cursed temple. It took 20-30 minutes for our off-road vehicle to become on again.

Cars Land fans
Disneyland’s new Genie+ service includes as many PhotoPass digital photos as you can stand to stand in line for.

Overall, our vacation was a nice but exhausting break from the snows of January that sometimes oscillated between the extremes of dullness and panic. While it was fun to see the parks’ new areas, I don’t think I need to go back for a year or three.

roll and dangle
If you must get stuck on a ride, this ain’t too bad a place.

On a final note, Disney excels at courteous, friendly service. Their parks are impeccably clean considering the number of people visiting. The downside? Paying nearly $5 for a bottle of water and a lot more for anything else. Want to ride the new Star Wars attraction, Rise of the Resistance? You can’t use a Lightning Lane Pass, at least you couldn’t when we visited. Instead, you will need to pay an additional $25/ticket to skip the regular line. Simply put, expect to spend more than you expect, and the parks will meet your expectations.

Griddles and Slopes

For many years, I’ve been saying that the holidays get too busy for us, as they do for many, which tends to make them stressful. Last Christmas was typical in that regard. Admittedly, a significant portion of this commotion was self-inflicted between ambitious gift making and outdoor mania. That brings me to the unusual aspects of our holidays, those caused by uncommon footwear. In mid-September, I was booted due to a fractured foot. When Christmas hit, I wasn’t wearing the boot anymore, but I also wasn’t able to do much because of a hefty number of remaining activity restrictions. That all changed during the break… and then quickly changed back. Here’s a bunch of bits about our Christmas and how a boot, rather than stockings, dictated its outlooks and outcomes.

Before I get carried away on the subject of foot attire, let’s discuss gift making. Both my family and Jason’s drew names for Christmas way too late last year. Then, I decided to take on three projects for my recipient, my mom. One project was a scrapbook, another a custom slideshow, and the last a feast of nostalgic foods I’d never attempted to cook before. All these handmade items had to do with Scandinavia, either our recent trip to Denmark or family memories of Christmas dinners with a close Norwegian friend from decades before. Tasty and tender, that’s what I’m all about.

a family moment
Family togetherness is an essential element of the holidays.

Krumkake, a Norwegian waffle cookie that is often filled with flavored whipped cream, was culinary experiment number one. Krumkake was a staple at our Norwegian Christmas feasts when I was a teenager. It requires a special rotating griddle to make. Thus, I was intimidated. However, it was easier to successfully krum the kakes than expected. It only took Jason and me roughly an hour and a half to make about two dozen. Unfortunately, that hour and a half was from 1:00 to 2:30 in the morning.

Christmas rice pudding with cherry sauce, a Danish holiday special, was another dish we aimed to make for my mom. Some of the aspects of this recipe are unusual. Yet, our first trial attempt turned out perfect, to our surprise. However, when we made it on Christmas Eve, this time for my family, the result was less ideal. It didn’t set up properly and remained runny. After all that work, we didn’t want to serve something subpar. As we didn’t have the time or ingredients to make another batch, we scrapped the pudding. Frowny face emoji!

krumkake
Whether you are Scandinavian or not, I’d recommend the delicious tradition of krumkake.

That wasn’t the only cooking concentrated around our Christmas. Between krumkake, rice pudding, Amish breakfast casserole, bean with bacon soup, and cheddar-chive biscuits, most of our Christmas was spent in the kitchen, excluding a six-hour break to visit with my family. Eating it all was pretty nice though.

Somehow, we were ahead on the wrapping front and didn’t need to do much of that last-minute standard on Christmas Eve. Besides cooking, we just had to complete an activity charades video for our nieces and nephews illustrating the outing options they could pick between for their Christmas present.

I'll be gnome for Christmas.
Amidst the whirl of giving and baking, crafts were constructed.

The wrapping may have been under control, but with all projects considered, we didn’t get a chance to open our presents to each other until a few minutes before Christmas was over, as usual. My gifts from Jason were treasure themed. They included a pirate coin from 1659, a cosplay dagger and cutlass, and an enigmatic package from the Mysterious Package Company.

snowshoeing at Sundance
Sundance has a delightful Nordic center with trails in the shadow of Mount Timpanogos.

The whirlwind of thoughtful gift and food creation left me frazzled and exhausted, but some of our seasonal endeavors were more relaxing. We invited my sister’s family to make gingerbread houses with us a few days before Christmas. On Christmas Eve, we took a brief respite to play Uno with penalties with that same sister’s crew. During our holiday break, we spent an afternoon with Jason’s grandma putting a seasonal puzzle together and eating British chocolate. Puzzles were a favorite of hers, and she passed away just months later. Some endeavors deserve our time even when time is what we have the least to offer.

a flare for the dramatic
As an extra bonus, Solitude had a torchlight parade and fireworks on New Year’s Eve to celebrate.

A couple days after Christmas, we took a nephew to the zoo. He had so much fun he cried for 20 minutes when we put him in the car to come home and started wailing again when we reached his street. Apparently, he continued to bawl for an hour and a half after we dropped him off. Hopefully, next time less tears will be involved.

The family togetherness did eventually get halted by two things: 1. Another nephew gave a load of people in my family the flu, so some missed the Christmas day gathering and were unavailable for most of Christmas break. 2. I got doctor approval to commence snowboarding a few days after Christmas. Jason and I wasted no time and were headed to Solitude within 45 minutes of that authorization.

a new year and new inches
Fresh powder for a fresh year.

Like an exuberant snowball hurtling down the mountain, we picked up more and more slope momentum. The two of us went snowshoeing the next day at Sundance. We crunched through branches of trees stretched low with a hefty burden of powder. It was enchanting! Though the hillsides were a fluffy delight, we only saw a few groups on the trail. It was peaceful and healing, especially after the months of boot-driven sedentariness. The next day, we went snowboarding again at Snowbasin. I know that’s a heap of mountain resorts in a short period, but I was way too excited about exchanging my walking boot for other types of boots to waste another second anywhere but outside.

And then, at the last minute, we got a place at Solitude for New Year’s Eve. Since many in my family were currently sick with the flu, spending the evening eating Brussels sprouts at the Honeycomb Grill and playing Seven Wonders Duel in a condo wasn’t much of a sacrifice. The 18 inches in 24 hours topping the multiple feet that had collected over consecutive stormy days made it even less so.

a new year at Solitude
Snowboarding was an essential piece of our seasonal joy.

We boarded from 9:30 to 4:00 with only a 45-minute snack intermission; we didn’t want to stop for lunch. Our nephew joined us in the afternoon via the bus. That’s when my knee problem started. What knee problem you ask? Oh, you know, having your knee so swollen you can barely walk up or down the stairs, etc. That boot-induced issue, which turned out to be aggravation in my lateral meniscus, snatched exercise away shortly after its brief return. As I try to limit my posts to less than 20,000 words, the details of that misbehaving knob will be covered at some later point.

Our Christmas break passed in a flash, a flash packed with family, outdoor, and culinary enterprises. It was stressful, memorable, delicious, beautiful, hectic, and exhilarating. In a lot of ways, it was just what holidays should be… and then there was the boot.

Season Celebrations: The 2022 Edition

Most of us have at least a few friends who would appreciate a cheeky Christmas gathering. For Jason and me, that group has been established for decades. Every year we hold a wacky holiday event with the same crowd. Here’s how it went last December.

I’m a lumberjack!
One of the white elephants we contributed was lumberjack themed.

We had a gang of 16 attend as two couples were absent due to vacations and sickness. The meal consisted of brisket and chicken cordon bleu, which was ordered from an official caterer. We weren’t interested in repeating the previous year’s issues that made our meal an hour late. (See that post for the details on how someone’s dishonesty caused our delay. Shame on you Jason C.!) Getting all the foods in our bellies wasn’t entirely impediment-free though. The caterer forgot our cheesecakes, and we had to have a friend pick up substitution cookies on her way. However, since cookies also contain a high quantity of sugar, that was only a minor inconvenience.

seasonal and silly
Juvenile pictures are a standard at our seasonal shindig.

We usually play Just Dance at this shindig but not this time. Jason insisted it was a no-go because I couldn’t participate. My foot was just barely free from a two-month, boot-enforced hiatus resulting from a fractured talus, and dancing was still on my list of forbidden activities. As fate would have it, there wouldn’t have been any time for grooving anyway. We finished the white elephant exchange at 10:20 and had to hurry and clean up so we could be out of the facility by its 11:00 closing. Note to self, exchanging white elephants takes between 1.25 and 1.5 hours… those pale beasts sure are needy.

Charlie’s something or other
We ladies aren’t immune to the puerile.

That’s my shortest post in a long time. Though it does not necessarily follow that it’s also the sweetest. Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good fall!