Disney World is epic. It’s amazing every time I go and I love it and will continue to love it, for as long as I live. Music plays as you arrive striking a cord that only childhood sings and swiftly I revert back to the days when Disney princesses governed my being. I am only pretending that they still don’t.
Gary’s eyes sparkled when he saw the rides, the castle, the magic. Amazingly, he didn’t complain about my strategy to ensure he got on every ride, it was his first time, even if it took 12 hour days and throwing elbows at moms with crying babies while walking through the rain. We had ponchos, so we were ok, in case you were worried. But, all weather, all terrain, we were conquering Disney like those who have conquered Mt. Everest before us…… the ride at the Animal Kingdom.
We lived the typical American Disney dream. Stayed at the resort, spent extra hours on the rides, which they now offer extra of for people who spend more money to stay in the resort. I am not sure how I feel about this just yet. It was sort of too much. At the end of the day it feels like an obligation to stay for these extra hours since you have already dropped so much hard earned cash on it. So families attempt to stay with their young children to squeeze every penny out, but before they know it their kids can’t handle the 15 hours of no sleep and low quality disney food. It sort of all resorts to a greedy mess, that is cleaned up while brats are sleeping. Having said that, after 11, when all the kids find their ways home and the park is open for 2 more of those gluttonous little hours, there settles an eerie quietness while the rides continue to run. This stillness is like a taste of super specialness that overwhelms you, like the park is all yours, but at the same time, you are thinking “why am I here, it’s 12am and I’ve been here since before the sun got up and before Mickey drove to work this morning,” and you want to go to sleep.
I have a lot of love for Disney in my heart, but it doesn’t mean that they aren’t wise with their finances, I think we all know Disney is looking to make money. But, what I genuinely love about this place is that their capitalism relies on the sincerity of happiness, my happiness and the happiness of kids. It’s tricky. It’s commercial, and ya, all their products are made in China, yet they do such a fantastic job of masking it all under the guise of a morally superior mouse, that I have to let slide.
To begin with, the typical wide-eyed couple pictures.
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