Well, after three days of sun and fun at Disneyland, I was ready to come home. This is the way I planned my fifth day
: stay in bed as long as I could; get up, dress, pack and leave my luggage at the storage area off the lobby of the Park Vue Inn; take a local OC transit bus about 1 mile South of Disneyland, go into the Target store and buy Harry Potter book 6 to read on the way home; go back to the Park Vue Inn, get my luggage and take the MTA bus 460 home, enjoying some music and reading The Half Blood Prince.Needless to say, things don't always go as planned.
First, I have to mention something that happened on Sunday that had a lot to do with the way things started off on Monday. When my sister, Irene, and I went into Disneyland I stopped at the ATM just inside to get some money. I had paid for the Hotel Room on check in, and knew what was left. So imagine my shock when the ATM said I had insuffient funds. I thought, oh well I made some mistake it subtraction somewhere along the line, I will fix it when I get home. But later in the afternoon after we had finished lunch and Irene went back into the Park, I tried to take a nap, but couldn't stop thinking about that ATM thing. So I got up and called the 800 number to my bank.
First shock: the hotel had charged my card twice. That was not in the plan.
I talked to a live bank person and she confirmed that two charges had been made from the Park Vue Inn Saturday. One in the morining, which was just supposed to be a verification of funds, had been charged, and then again when I checked in and paid for the room, it was charged again. I called the front desk and finally spoke to the manager on duty. He called me back about 20 minutes later and said that yes, in fact two mistakes had been made. One the verification went through as a charge, and to further complicate things, the charges where overcharged by $42. He tried to fix it. He couldn't. I called the bank - I couldn't. I went to the front desk and called back with the manager. No luck. They are very fast to take money out of your account,
but can't reverse charges until the "computer" does this at sometime the next morning after midnight. They appoligized and told me that the credits should appear after 6am Tuesday morning. That made me feel a little better, so I went back to the Park, met up with Irene and you can read about that in Part 3.
So, Tuesday Morning, at a little after 6am I am up calling the bank again to see if there is any money in the account. First thing in my plan to go wrong - I am not sleeping in late. Because of the double overcharging, the account on Monday had been overdrawn by $75. Now, when the balance came up there was $540 in the account. So not only had the first charge been erased, so had the second charge. I went back to bed. Nothing else would be done until either later in the day, or after midnight again. I managed to get a couple of hours sleep, but then got up, packed and put things in the suit case and in my pockets and went to the front desk to check out. The clerk on duty checked my file and informed me I was "Good To Go".
So I put my luggage in the back room and went across the street to catch the bus to Target. Got to Target and expected to see several stands with the HP book on them, but could find nothing. I found one rack, and it was empty. I asked. They had sold out Sunday. Things are going bad. They are about to get even worse. I went back, got the luggage and went back over to catch the 10am bus back to LA. It never showed up. The 10:30 bus came and I got on, and got my seat in the back, and hooked up for music and dozed off and on all the way into LA which took about 2 hours. Finally arrive at 7th and Figoura, got off to catch the Red Line back to the valley, and found most of the street blocked off for some KISS FM Street Fair. Why me?
I finally made it across to the subway and then had about a 5 minuet wait. Got off the subway at Universal and went up to catch a 750 Rapid Bus down Ventura to Van Nuys Blvd. Walked the three blocks to Borders and they had tons of the new HP book. Got the book, walked back to Van Nuys and waited for the 761 Rapid Bus which showed up a few minutes later. I was thinking how nice it was going to be to get in the Apartment, get a cold drink, turn on the air conditioning and settle down to start reading the new book. How little did I know that something else was wating in the wings to spoil this last day.
I was walking up the street, heavy backback on and dragging my rolling suitcase along behind me. It was hot. Over 100 degrees (we had been lucky out in Anaheim all the days I was there it was only in the 90's) and was really dragging myself. The building was in site. I reached into my pocket for the keys to the building and apartement. Well, guess what? ..... You are right. NO KEYS!!!!
I had left them on the bed at the hotel, the one way out in Anaheim! Stupid! I never leave without checking my pocket for my keys. Never. Except this once. When I got to the building I buzzed #4 and wonder of wonders they buzzed the front gate open. Never even came out to see who it was, just buzzed me in. I was too hot and tired to care. I climbed the stairs and then realized that Bill, the building handy man, the one who has the extra keys, was not home. I sat on the balcony in what
shade I could. It was hot. Did I mention that? It was very, very hot. The sun beats down on that balcony. Bakes it. I heard bells.
It was a Mexican Street Vender who has a push cart filled with popsicles and other cold stuff. Cheap. I walked down the stairs, went to the front gate and opened and then proped it open with a planter. I waited and finally he came down my way. I got two. A strawberry and a grape. Cold popsicles. Went back up, settled in and started to read Harry Potter. Not quite the way I had imagined it.
But at least I had something cold and wet to eat. 1 1/2 hours later Bill came home. I got an extra set of keys, made it into my apartment and called the hotel. They said the would see if any keys had been turned into lost and found or housekeeping. They would call back within 20 mintues. I fell asleep. They never called back. The next day, I called again. This time the manager was there. I told him what had happened and he took care of it. They found the key within 5 minutes under the bed. I missed them and the maid missed them. They mailed them back. I checked the bank account. The second charge from the hotel was back. But it was still over by $42.00. Two days later I got a survey from the On Line service that I had booked through. I told them everything, including the overcharge that was stil not taken care of. The next day the $42 was credited back to my account.All is well in Neverland again.I have my keys to the Kingdom. I have money to spend on the rest of my vacation.
What did I do on the remaining 5 days? How about a visit to a Harry Potter Museum? A trip to Universal City Walk? A visit to Charlie and the Chocolate Factory with a close friend. A day spent with another friend running all over the valley. A day working at a comic book store. And finally, a day to do nothing.
Don't miss Part 5. Magic, Toys, Movies and Good Friends await. Coming soon!