melsmom12
Look, Mommy, it's Cinderbrella!
- Joined
- Sep 8, 2005
OK, I already posted one memory further back, but I thought of another one that I had to share!
I was 12 in 1984 - whew, that's a long time ago! - and my family (Mom, Dad, Sis, Me) were on our way to WDW. They told me we were staying in a small motel kind of far away from WDW so we'd have to drive in every day. It didn't have a pool or anything fancy, just a place to lay our heads at night. I was a pretty grateful kid so I didn't complain, what did I know anyway?
Anyway, my parents had tricked me and the next thing I knew we drove into the front gate of Disney and I asked where we were going. They sort of smiled at each other and said I would see. Sure enough, we pulled right into the Polynesian, our home for the next week. I screamed and yelled and kissed them a billion times and explored every square inch of that resort. It was magical in itself, but even more so for being such a wonderful surprise!
I was 12 in 1984 - whew, that's a long time ago! - and my family (Mom, Dad, Sis, Me) were on our way to WDW. They told me we were staying in a small motel kind of far away from WDW so we'd have to drive in every day. It didn't have a pool or anything fancy, just a place to lay our heads at night. I was a pretty grateful kid so I didn't complain, what did I know anyway?
Anyway, my parents had tricked me and the next thing I knew we drove into the front gate of Disney and I asked where we were going. They sort of smiled at each other and said I would see. Sure enough, we pulled right into the Polynesian, our home for the next week. I screamed and yelled and kissed them a billion times and explored every square inch of that resort. It was magical in itself, but even more so for being such a wonderful surprise!