World of Color night in Anaheim
Down in Anaheim for the day, and we ended it standing shoulder to shoulder on the pier at California Adventure waiting for World of Color to start. Getting a spot took some doing — the crowd fills in a long time before anything happens, and once the fountains come up nobody moves at all.
The show itself is the fountains and the big Mickey wheel across the water working together, the wheel's spokes running through every color while walls of water light up in front of it. At one point the whole lagoon went blue and purple at once and the wheel dropped to almost nothing, which somehow landed harder than the loud parts. Glowing balloon vendors kept drifting through the crowd the whole time, little lit spheres bobbing over people's heads.
Funny to think this whole place was an orange grove before the park went in back in 1955, and the town itself started as a German farming settlement — the "heim" in Anaheim is literally "home." Hard to picture any of that from the middle of a crowd watching water catch fire in front of a Ferris wheel. Cold enough by the end that we were glad to start moving again.
