A few month back my family decided it was time for a trip to Disney Land. I couldn't really understand it, or for that matter get excited because, in our family there are no small children. However i do try to be a team player ( that and my aunt K.K. scored she and I some plane tickets). So I agreed. It's not that I dislike Disney Land, It just doesn't have the same appeal anymore, especially when visiting Southern California. I soon found out that there was one in the group who in fact hates Disney Land. I know this because in the hotel he said "I hate Disney Land" that man is my own dad Raymond Otis Yawn. It was then I decided my trip would be well spent photo documenting him. He showed himself an even stronger team player than myself. I never had to tell him to act natural, in fact he seemed to not notice me at all. He just went into a strange survival mode trance, searching for good spots to nap. So here you have it Ray's trip
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| no sooner did we get in the gate, then he tried to loose himeself from the group |
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| the group |
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| Pimp Mickey |
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| very fearsome |
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| kept yelling "i'll take two" |
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| Dancing through New Orleans square |
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| Behind the scenes |
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| Ray not looking happy about those prices |
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| eating like it's 40$ gumbo, cause it is |
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| wouldn't have minded just floating a river for vacation |
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| Letting that Pirate ship know how he feels about them |
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Running from the pirate ship he just stuck his butt at
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| i could have told him there were no pirates on that ship but, naw |
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| All that running wares a man out, and what makes a better pillow than a garbage can |
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| As happy as I saw him all day |
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| Second happiest |
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| Yet another nap in a precarious position. Really it's quite a talent |
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| child like wonderment. or maybe just checked out |
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| I mostly just like my moms face on this one |
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