David Emami had never been to Disneyland, but all of that was about to change. He found a deal in the newspaper, and in a move that was very unlike David, he decided to treat himself to a trip that he had always secretly wanted to take. After being cramped for over two hours on a flight to Los Angeles, he was at last on his way to the most magical place on earth.
David checked into his hotel, which directly overlooked the park. He peered outside, imagining the wonders that awaited him the next day. He spent the whole evening listening to a smooth jazz station on AM radio while drinking herbal tea that he had found for free in the lobby. As far as he was concerned, the next day was going to be the best day of his life.
When morning came, David was already in his tight red Mickey Mouse shirt, baggy blue jeans, and his black rain boots. He made his way through the lobby which was buzzing with energetic children and tired adults. He walked across the street and stood at the gate of Disneyland, a place that held the dreams of generations of people over the years. Upon arrival, he immediately noticed a long, winding line just to buy tickets, then another line just to get into the park.
“What kind of madness is this?” He looked around both ends of the entrance to see if there was a shorter line. There wasn’t. “This doesn’t seem magical at all.” David walked directly up to the gate and said, “Excuse me, this is my first time here and I was…”
The park employee said, “Sir, you’ll have to go back to the end of the line and wait like everyone else.”
David stepped back and shouted, “I won’t wait around in a line like a hobo in a soup kitchen!” He looked over the line of waiting, excited families. “You’re all being robbed! This is nothing but a scam! There’s no magic here!” He threw his arms up and walked back to the hotel, through the lobby, and into his room. He pulled his drapes tightly closed, kicked off his boots, and turned on his television.
David Emami is Alone in Portland is a collection of stories that peer into the life of a middle-aged curmudgeon with a fondness for cats and antiques.
Playfully illustrated with Bitmoji characters, his story comes to life as each day brings a new adventure.
He was obsessive compulsive and mad about antiques. The apartment was covered, top to bottom, in decor that would be more aligned with that of an old woman that peaked in the 1960s. david-emami-takes-on-portland.html
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