I had a lot to celebrate this month. The blog is officially two years old - and wow, time flies when you do what you love. I'm so fortunate to be able to log my travels with my amateur photography and words on this blog, and nothing makes me happier or more proud than when one of my friends asks for travel advice or compliments a recent post. YOU ALL are amazing, and I'm so thankful that I've been able to keep One Girl's Travels going strong after two years of writing, snappin' pics, and most importantly - exploring.
As I said, I had a lot to celebrate this month - my mom was actually in LA over Mother's Day this year! How perfect is that?! For her visit, she had one request: to go to Disneyland. So we cashed out some nearly forgotten Disney credit card points, reserved a table at Blue Bayou for lunch, and made plans to head down to Anaheim for the day. We had a few "must-dos" on the agenda: The Matterhorn, Space Mountain, The Haunted Mansion, The Pirates of the Caribbean and Dole Whip. Sure, one of these is not like the other - but if you've ever had a pineapple ice cream float, you'd understand.
Between some strategic timing and Fastpass gathering, we managed to ride all the rides on our checklist, and then some. We had lunch under the Louisiana moon while lightning bugs danced across the bayou (only at Disney!), and the gumbo blew my mind. The crowds really hit peak annoyance around 9:30, when the firework show was set to begin, so we ducked out and headed back to LA after a long day of living like kids again.
My favorite part of our weekend was the next day, when we headed to Malibu after Mother's Day brunch. My mom just wanted to rest on the beach and listen to the waves crash in, so we did just that. We both dozed off while families - other moms with their daughters and sons - played and splashed in the waves nearby.
On our drive back to the city, my mom proceeds to say, "Okay Amanda - show me your favorite ice cream place." It sunk in right then just how close the apple fell to the tree. I thought for a second, and then rerouted to Salt and Straw. Like mother, like daughter.