Last year I went four times which is probably the most I've ever been in one year. Twice with my roommate sister and girlfriend, once with just my girlfriend and I, and once with work (choir trip). Also two of the trips were one weekend after another which was a bit crazy.
Eglantine, Eglantine, oh how you shine!
I don't believe in giving animals ridiculous names. I call him Cosmic Creepers...
...and if you've got no other choice, you know you can follow my voice...
The first trip was with my Ex-wife, her husband, and my kids. The glory of being at Disneyland (and in the fifth floor suite of the Granville tower of DLH) was sufficient insulation from the notion of spending a week with my ex.
The more recent trip was with my then fiancee and our three girls (two mine, one hers). We stayed at a cheap hotel in Garden Grove but we had a really great time nonetheless, and had more spending loot besides.
So now we have a running agreement that we'll make the trip every other year if not sooner. This year we're driving down. Wish us luck, we'll need it.
"Say, uh, ever hear of the devil's paint pots? Real mystery of the desert. Bubblin' pots of mud in all kinds of colors."
Time was, back when I was in college and then shortly after, from the late 80's to mid 90's, I'd go 3 or 4 times a month, usually on Sunday afternoons until close, with about 5 or 6 other friends that had AP's. And that's driving from the SFV 50ish miles one way. Then, the real world arrived a-la a "real" job and now, maybe once a year. Haven't had an AP since 1996
I do miss those days. I remember the first AP I had (actually for a few years) they were just these laminated things with your picture inside and if you paid extra for parking it had a pink "slash" on the back. Good times, good times