The sock then went on the updated Pirates of the Carribean, where it was freaked out by how much the animatronic Jack Sparrow's look like Johnny Depp. While we were in line a fellow knitter hung over the bridge we were passing under to admire the sock and ask for details. I had not dug out the camera yet, or we'd have a picture of her as well. Boy is endlessly amused by people stopping us to talk about my knitting.
It then enjoyed the lively fireworks show. The best place to go to see the fireworks without getting uncomfortably close to other sweaty tourists turns out to be in front of this ride:
The sock did not go this ride. No way.
We then took a ride on the Disneyland Railroad. Conductor Mark was more than willing to hold the sock, saying that it's not the strangest thing he's been asked to do. Poor Mark. I was considering having Mickey hold the sock, but the line was too long and I didn't want the sock to take the limited mouse time from a 3-year-old from Kansas.
By then, the sock and the Monkey were wiped out. We decided they had had too much fun today and it was time to hit the trail.
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I'm SO asking Mark to hold my sox too. ;)
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