There are twelve of us- my mom, my sister with her two boys and my brother with his wife and two girls. Six of them have never been on an airplane, two have not been on one since the late 70's or early 80's. And it all went pretty well. My Uncle Earl died a few years back and left my mother a small bit of money. She set aside a chunk of it to take us all to Disneyland. His money will play for five days of our vacation. Thank you, Uncle Earl.
The airplane ride was great and our first day in California has been wonderful. After renting two vans to get us to Anaheim, we took the local bus to the beach. The bus drivers were the best ambassadors the city could have asked for. They were helpful in getting us where we needed to go, they have us information to help us have a smooth trip, they called ahead to our transfers buses to help make sure we would catch them on time (which we did) and they were excited for us to be vacationing there. I hope the bus drivers in Denver are such nice people, too.
We arrived at Huntington beach just after lunchtime. It was picture perfect. I was so pleased that the cousin's first time to the beach was a great one. There was soft sand, shells to find, and warm water to play in. We taught some of them to body surf. Others took turn getting buried in the sand. Other were sure they saw a shark fin. And Ethan, cast and all, got to play in the water thanks to plastic trash bags and duct tape. He must have looked fun, but he had a ton of fun. We put the plastic bag over his hand and arm. We then ensconced it in duct tape to keep the water out. It was not perfect, but close enough. They all had such fun! We were sorry when it came time to leave, but we had a 1.5 hour bus ride back to the hotel, it began to ran and we had gone to the airport at 5 a.m., so we had to go.
Next stop, Disneyland!
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