After lunch, we went back to the room to rest and maybe the pool before returning to Disneyland for the evening. But that’s when extreme pain in my shins began, cramping my legs. Rich went down to the Craftsman Counter Service and brought back 2 large bottles of PowerAde while I was busy downing all the water I could.
We napped but realize that there was no way I could walk back to Disneyland. So we quickly checked dining reservations and found an opening at Napa Rose. We’d had such an amazing “Vintner’s Table” experience there in June that we couldn’t imagine topping, so we hadn’t planned on Napa Rose for the anniversary. But under the circumstances, it was the best way to celebrate the evening.
We started off, as we often do, at Hearthstone Lounge to have a little sip while waiting for our reservation at Napa Rose.
Rich ordered the Conundrum White and I ordered the La Marca Prosecco (both quite fitting for a celebration).
Then we headed over to Napa Rose a bit early to see if we could be seated. Unfortunately that meant we got our least favorite server. She pooh-poohed our anniversary and then proceeded to talk about herself. From now on, we would make sure we never got her again.
This time we just ordered off the menu. That night they were offered the Chicken Galatine with a slightly different preparation, so Kathy ordered that.
Rich: Salad with Anchovies
Kathy: Scallop and Shrimp
Rich: Oak-roasted Swordfish in a Light Mussel Broth
Kathy: Chicken Galantine
It was all very good, but we weren’t really that hungry so we skipped dessert. On our way back to our room, we stopped in at the gift shop and got some cookies for the room for relaxation and time together.
It was a pretty low-key evening, but we were happy with it. It seems to be our wedding/anniversary tradition that something physical must ail me – my back went out on our Maui honeymoon, and I broke my toe on our 20th anniversary cruise to Mexico. And then we both arrived home with pneumonia. So shin splints seem rather minor in comparison.
We checked out the next morning after somewhat repeating breakfast from the previous day (this time we each got a chocolate croissant), and said good-bye to Disneyland, the Grand Californian, and my beloved Orange County, and drove back to Las Vegas.
- Don’t go commando in the Disney parks. Must take it slowly.
- Good to have Magic Key – even if we never get our “money’s worth.” We’re much better at dropping in on the parks either morning or evening – not both.