Alfred F. Jones journal entry 4:

Well after my pal Italy toke me to his place, I felt like I should return the favor. So I'm taking him to the best place on earth, DISNEYLAND!


The whole ride there I put a handkerchief covering his face, I didn't want him to see it yet, plus I wanted it to be a huge surprise.

"Are we there yet?" he kept asking, I would always say almost so then he could feel excited.

But right now I was driving from Italy to California, I don't think we'll be there very soon. So I had to take a night and stay at hotel because by the time we got there Disneyland was closed (Which really pissed me off because the best place on earth should be opened longer than McDonald's)

As for Italy, he was completely oblivious to where we were. I set him down in the corner of the room with the cloth still on his face.

"Are we there yet?!" he said excitedly.

"Oh yeah, we are like so close dude!" I said while turning off the light.

"Why is it so dark all of a sudden?" he asked.

"We're going through a tunnel, a very loooong tunnel."


The next morning I put Italy back in the car and drove off to the magical kingdom. The whole time his curl drove me crazy because it was like bouncing up and down. I wanted to pull it so bad but others told me it's the worst mistake you'll ever make.

Finally we were here, right in front of the giant castle, I slowly started to take off Italy's blind fold. When I done I stood in front of him and began my little intro.

"Welcome to Disneyland Italy! Italy?"

I couldn't believe this, he was asleep! So I toke one of those megaphones out of my pocket.

"ITALY DUDE! WAKE UP!" I screamed in his ear.

No that didn't work, so used other means of waking him up. I tried smacking him a couple times, tried saying "oh look, is that a bowl of pasta I see?", but none of my ideas would wake him up. I tried the whole day and pretty soon it was getting dark.

"Hey sir, you and your friend need to leave!" one of the employees said.

"What?! IT'S CLOSED?!" I yelled at him, and finally one of my efforts worked.

"Where are we? Oh my gosh! Look a castle! Oh are we seriously at? oh mio dio! IT'S DISNEYLAND!" Italy said cheerfully.

He tried getting in but sadly the security guys kicked us out, even if I did say I was America.


Even more sadly I couldn't take my friend to Disneyland the next day because we had been ban from there because they thought I was insane. I only just kept saying heroic lines and stuff, what's wrong with that?