When you’re an adult, I think that Disney World is the place to go for revival. To inhale all possibilities and exhale your doubts. The magic that surrounds you at every turn is enough to break down the barriers you continually build in your every day life, reasoning with yourself about why you can’t do something.
I went to Disney a couple weekends ago as part of an extended trip for my cousin’s wedding and came back feeling inspired. The magic of the mouse resurrected the dreams that somehow fizzled out in the midst of real life expectations. I began building plans and breathing back to life ideas that had gone so long without air. I can’t wait to share those with you in the near future, but today, I’m sharing a bit more about Disney and the different kind of magic you find at 35!
Somehow Epcot felt smaller than when I was 8 years old, but not in a way that was disappointing. Being able to capture a glimpse of different cultures in one night shows possibility if you are willing to take the leap. We look at a map and want to experience greatness, beauty and adventure on the other side of the world not realizing that all three surround us much closer than we think. The mountains and glistening waters of Canada, the eye of London, wineries of Napa or deserts of the west only a half day’s drive or flight away. Epcot for me was the place that reaffirmed my love of travel and how much there is to see in this world.
Film production has always been fascinating to me. I think it’s amazing how a set transforms on the big screen and how actors develop characters from an idea on a page. I’ve always wanted to create my own film, maybe bring one of my books to life or something completely new, not sure what, but it’s on my bucket list, so of course Hollywood Studios renewed my creative mind for that.
We met Woody and Jesse from Toy Story. The line was about an hour long, but we didn’t mind. As a huge Toy Story fan, Sam wanted a picture and I could see the happiness in his eyes when we were next in line. I love the joyful spirit moments like this bring. I think he was automatically swept back in time to the age of innocence when nothing else mattered but saving the toy world with Woody and Buzz.
Ah, Magic Kingdom… it truly never loses it’s magic. I was dancing with 3 year olds as the parade came through Main Street. We walked through the Swiss Family Robinson tree house twice and Pirates of Caribbean was as fascinating as I remember. I definitely wasn’t leaving without hopping on the buggy through the Haunted Mansion either. I’m thankful to fast pass for both of those. My recommendation for Magic Kingdom would be to get the fast pass. It’s my personal opinion of course, but I felt as if it would be worth the money. Waits in the regular lines that were about an hour took us 10-15 minutes in the fast pass line. I don’t do well in traffic, so I know I wouldn’t have done well in those lines.
There wasn’t anything food wise I was looking forward to more than chocolate covered rise crispy treats. It’s been more than 2 decades since I was able to walk the Kingdom with one in my hand. I ate half of it before dinner thinking I would save the rest for a midnight snack, but all the dinner fun distracted me and I left the other half at the table (I’m still kinda bitter about that). Speaking of dinner, I’ve always wanted to do a character breakfast, but an evening buffet with Pooh and friends was just as fun. It will cost you a pretty penny, but when else will you get hugs from Tigger, Pooh and Piglet?
After Magic Kingdom we took the monorail to the Grand Floridian because no matter how old I am, it’s the one place I step in and become Cinderella. It’s also where my favorite bath and body shop is, so of course I didn’t leave empty handed.
Needless to say, Disney was everything I needed to remind me that we get one life, one that is far too short to not believe we are capable of building our own kind of empire.