I’m in Hawaii to celebrate the opening of Aulani, Disney’s newest resort in Ko’Olina and the number one thing I am feeling is guilt. It is so lovely, and I feel so lucky that I get to be here. There are so much shitiness in the world, and I’m here. Snorkeling, drinking, laying by the beach, repeatedly going down the water slide.
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I was just in London last weekend, and had a really nice time. But for all the wonderful things I saw and did, the artwork, the palaces, the food, my favorite moment of the entire trip was when we were drunk in a taxi after dinner, and my mom said, “Look, there’s Big Ben!” And I craned my head backwards to see it. And since I was a little drunk, I could have sworn I saw Peter Pan, Wendy, John and Michael resting on the minute hand. That’s how hard I was picturing it.
American Way has detailed Pan’s flight historically through London (awesome), starting with Bloomsbury and Kensington Gardens. There, you can see the statue of Peter that was designed by Sir George Frampton and installed in April of 1912. According to London Walks tour guide Ed Glinert,
“Instead of being built here and gradually coming to life, it was built in the studio and brought here, because J.M. Barrie had this idea that he wanted children to think that it magically appeared overnight. But he didn’t actually like it himself because he said it didn’t show the devil in Peter.”
So that was my favorite part of the whole trip. That is what a dork I am. (Second was when we saw the street that was Cherry Tree Lane in Mary Poppins.) Because to me those city attractions are just as real as Buckingham Palace or Westminster Abbey.
Also, the entire time we were walking the streets I though, This looks just like EPCOT!
This is not the first time I have gone on vacation and have been unable to take off my Disney-shaded glasses. My trips to Venice or Paris or places with caves or rainforests or deserts always leads me to say the same thing: They did such a good job making that bridges or towers or stalagmites look just like the ones in Disney World!
I had a fabulous time in Disney World last week, but I knew the trip wasn’t off to a great start when the plane was delayed at JFK. My boyfriend and I were supposed to leave at 8PM on Thursday, but that time kept on getting pushed farther and father back, until we were both pretty drunk after more than a bottle of wine at the SOHO Bistro or some shit in the B Terminal.
At about 11:30, we finally boarded the plane, but because it was so late and the crew was changing shifts, it took them forever to get our bags on board. Then, the pilots dicked around on the tarmac for about three hours, driving all over the place, occasionally speeding up to give us all the impression that we were about to take off only to slow down to almost a halt, which would reassure us we were never getting off the airplane alive.