I'm so glad that this question was answered! I may get wordy, and a little emotional, since my first trip to Disney is deeply intertwined with the loss of my grandfather.
Like most of you, I had always wanted to go to Disneyworld when I was little. I was a Disney freak from very young, and back then Disney was a premium channel that you had to pay extra for, and my grandmother made sure to buy Disney just for me when I was at her house. At any rate, we never went. My father was a truck driver who went on long hauls and he would say that he could see the lights and fireworks sometimes from the interstate. I remember following the epic transformation of the castle into a big cake, and being so upset I couldn't see it in person!
During my parent's divorce, my mom and dad were trying to patch things up and we went on a vacation to Marineland. In the Marineland parking lot, I was told that we COULD'VE went to Disneyworld. Do you want to talk about having a conniption fit? So, my dad got all smart@@@'d and put the car in drive and said we were going to Orlando, but would end up only spending about an hour there, then driving around and coming home. ...So we ended up at Marineland.
My grandfather took my mom and aunt when they were very little, and they barely remembered it. All my mom remembers is almost drowning in a pool there! A long story short, my grandfather won the Georgia Mega-Millions in 2002. People wonder why I like Scrooge McDuck, but it's because I saw my grandfather in him! He wasn't stingy, per se, he just always said that we'd ''get it when he died!''. And he'd joke that when he bought us something, ''this is coming out of your inheritance!'' He would NOT buy a Ford, EVER! Everything HAD to be GM! One good memory about my grandfather, (you just have to imagine this short little 5'6 Indian man, on oxygen, cussing out KFC for taking thirty minutes with his chicken...) was that no matter WHAT was on our Christmas list, we got it! I got a new oboe, a bass guitar, Beanie Babies, my little brother got a TV (a humorous story would be... he wanted an atv, and he put ''atv'' and got ''a TV'' instead of an ''atv''...!), golf clubs, you name it! He was very stern and adamant about Christmas being special!
My grandfather always said that he couldn't go, due to his bad health (which he used to his advantage when he needed to! He'd kill me if he knew I was admitting that!) but that one day he was going to give us the money to all go to Disneyworld! He only had two daughters, and my Aunt not being able to have children, me and my two little brothers were his only grands. He just told us to take a lot of pictures for him to see! He was diagnosed with terminal cancer in 2010, and died only after three months of being diagnosed. I fully believe he never accepted he was terminal, and thought he was going to get better, because he kept saying when he got better we was ALL going to Disneyworld, and they'd just have to put up with his @#$^& oxygen tank! LOL! My grandfather was a piece of work. He was a convicted felon (from keeping two sets of books when he owned his own business, which he owned for over thirty years. For those of you familiar with Savannah, his business was on Barnard St., and he knew ALL the people mentioned in that $#^&&#$% book and did Jim Williams Lincolns for him.) so he couldn't own a gun, but he still had them. When someone would give one of his ''babies or grandbabies'' grief, he'd dramatically inhale on his oxygen and ask who's $#@# he had to blow away! ''Pa, you can't do that! You'll go to jail!'' ''No I won't, baby. With all the medicine I take, they wouldn't be able to afford to keep me in jail. They'd just put me on house arrest!'' LOL!
Unfortunately, my grandfather passed away in July of 2010. We decided that we would go to Disney for him. Of course, it was bittersweet for me. But even though it was everything I ever wanted it to be, and more, it sort of helps me connect with my grandfather. When the wind is whipping in my face on Thunder Mountain, I sort of feel a warm light go on inside of me, thinking about him, you know? I'm not trying to get mushy here, people! Just saying!
My first trip was strictly to the Magic Kingdom, so it will always hold a special place in my heart. Walking in the park, it was just like I was stepping into another world! My first experience was a PACKED park, during the Flower and Garden Expo at Epcot. Riding the monorail was a fun experience. It was just everything I had dreamed of as a child that finally presented itself as a young adult!
Was I too long winded? I can't describe my first experience to Disneyworld as anything but magic incarnate! The show with Maleficent and the green flames, where she promises to turn Disneyworld into a place where nightmares come true was so fun to watch, much to the chagrin of my little brother! It was so great him being patient with me incessantly bopping around here and there. I'm going to stop writing now, because I could go on for a few more paragraphs, and I'm sure that my post has already lost interest a few paragraphs up! I just don't know how else to describe my first experience other than: magical!