To be honest, that title is definitely a lie. I am not a thrill seeker, and I never have been. If you can’t tell from my other posts, I am super risk-averse. I don’t really like surprises or unplanned events or things like that. So it’s crazy to me that I spent part of my weekend in a place known for its (not so cheap) thrills: Disney California Adventure Park.
This past weekend, my sister, Thea, turned 16. It was her golden birthday, and in lieu of a party, she and my mom took a quick trip out to California! They drove out from Phoenix on Thursday night and spent all day Friday park hopping between Disneyland and California Adventure. I was lucky enough to meet them for the latter!
Like I said before, I’m not the biggest thrill-seeker, but I have to say that I had a fantastic time. Thea and I rode the Cars Racing ride several times and she even forced me into going on California Screamin’ with her. (She yelled “fuck!” several times as soon as it took off.)
We also rode the more mild rides, like The Heimlich Train in Bug’s Land, because it’s weirdly become a tradition. In the end, Thea had ridden every roller coaster in both parks, except for Matterhorn, because it was closed for repairs.
Saturday and Sunday were spent in Venice Beach. We walked the boardwalk, tanned out by the water, and walked over to the Santa Monica pier and 3rd Street Promenade for dinner at one of our favorites, True Food.
In the end, I can’t say enough good things about this weekend! The older I get, the more desire I have to move back home to be closer to the people who raised me, and who knows, maybe in a few years, I will. But until then, I’ll be happy with our weekend vacations and my (moderately forced) excitement when it comes to thrills.