I was a kid when we first went to DLR, so many years back. I just found my mom's journal entries about our two days in DL back in 1967. For those of you that love nostalgia, here's what my mom had to say. (I should add that we were staying at an RV park a few blocks south of DL, in a travel trailer.) Enjoy the giggle over the prices. (I've only listed those that were important to DL.)
JUNE 26, 1967
25c parking fee
25c Ken-L-Land fee
$20 ticket books for DL (4 people)
1.25 drinks - mint julep and lemonade
45c souvenir tomahawk
65c liquid refreshments
30c souvenir book
52c souvenir license plate (for my bicycle)
"We got up bright and early with everyone very anxious to get over to Disneyland. Since we got in so late the night before, we had to unhitch the trailer and connect to water and sewer.
FINALLY at 10:15 we were on our way to Disneyland. After parking the car and catching a tram to the entrance gate, we first had to take the dog to Ken-L-Land where the poor animal was put in a cage. We left a very unhappy dog while we went to enjoy almost 12 hours full of fun.
Words can never describe the breathtaking beauty of this place and especially some of the attractions.
Our first stop was at the Kodak shop to inquire as to whether they would be able to fix Donna's camera. (NOTE: I had an old Kodak Pony at the time.) We then started our trek to the various sections with rides or what-have-you to enjoy.
The most spectacular of all is "It's a Small World". We even went to see it twice (& on the "E" ticket) it was so-o-o-o magnificent. (This exhibit was originally in the New York World's Fair and sponsored by Pepsi-Cola. We didn't see it there because the lines were over 2 hours long.) We took many a picture & we have all fingers and toes crossed that they come out!! Words can't describe that show.
(My 5 year old brother) finally got to see REAL Indians. We went on the "paddle your own canoe" ride with real Indians as guides and host. After the ride we watched the Indians give a show of authentic dances of the various tribes, and at the close they had all the children get up and dance with them. To (brother) -- this was the most!
(My dad, then 36) began to tire much earlier than the rest of us -- rather maybe he just admitted to the truth. However, we all kept going -- seeing everything and doing everything we could. We rode the Jungle Cruise, climbed up the Swiss Family Treehouse (both in Adventureland); rode the Santa Fe & Disneyland Railroad all around the park and then some; rode the Tom Sawyer raft out to the island where we romped around, climbed rocks, and even crossed the swinging bridge and pontoon bridge, paddled our own canoe with the Indians (in Frontierland); rode on King Arthur's Carousel, took a relaxing ride on a boat through Storybook Land (all in Fantasyland); rode the monorail over to the Disneyland Hotel (where we browsed around a bit), and rode the thrilling roller coaster called the Matterhorn Bobsles, went through Monsanto's House of the Future (no thanks -- poor layout), viewed the General Electric's Carousel of Progress - how electricity has helped us all in our lives (all in Tomorrowland). Our supper was eaten in the Aunt Jemima's Kitchen which was between Adventureland and Frontierland.
We ended up the day by watching Tinker Bell make her magic ride down a wire from the Matterhorn followed by fireworks. Our feet were not used enough today -- (my dad's name) and I had to take in a few dances before walking out of the gate.
When we picked up poor little lonesome "Doggie Poggie" she was so thrilled and happy to get out of the cage, she wet all over the place.
We got home sometime after 10:30 -- all wearied and tired by anxious for the new day to arrive to continue (& perhaps conclude) our Adventures with Walt Disney in Disneyland."