I figured I’d wrapped for the week and wasn’t really planning on writing again. Our tickets were basically used up, our shuttle arrives in about an hour to take us to the airport, and Claire has yet to climb out of bed — or she has just barely and is scarfing some Corn Pops while watching Nick Jr.
I thought I’d go for a stroll.
One of the things I ‘missed’ this week was Downtown Disney. We were always on the wrong side of it. It’s where you go to kill time between the parks, or where you go to eat if you’re staying in a Disney hotel. Lots of shopping. Lots of places to spend money. Lots of eye-candy. A Lego store! We just never made it there.
I had an hour, so I thought I’d go for a stroll.
But, then, it seemed a little odd. Just after nine in the morning there were a few to many people strolling away from the park. Hundreds of people just lingering. And the park was supposed to have opened at 8 AM. Well, correction. It did open at 8AM. Then… well, apparently it closed again.
I got down to the bus-loop gate and the doors were shut tight. No one in. No one out. And security and police everywhere. So I went for my stroll… just back to the hotel.
Turns out — at least according to the Twitter-verse — there was a suspicious package found somewhere inside. Turns out Disneyland is on lockdown this morning. Turns out the park probably won’t even open again until we’re somewhere thirty-nine-thousand feet over Idaho.
What a week… sigh.
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