o0quirkygirl0o
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My family and I went on our first trip to Disneyland the beginning of this November. On this trip I learned something I never expected: Disneyland is the park for me.
I grew up as a Walt Disney World person. My family went on vacations to Disney World when I was a child/teen and we never really considered Disneyland equal. In fact, when I was a tween we went on a trip to LA and my parents convinced me to only go to California Adventure (it had just opened, and what a mistake!) and not Disneyland by saying, "It is just like Magic Kingdom but smaller. You won't like it because it isn't as good." Boy were they wrong!
So, as an adult I decided to schedule a trip to Disneyland for the Diamond Celebration. I was going to finally get my trip to Disneyland, and nobody could convince me otherwise. I forced my husband and my parents to come along with me, none of which were overly sold on the idea. But, they figured they would have a good enough time.
But, once were were all there something happened, we all fell a little in love. There is something about Disneyland that no other park can quite touch. It is in the lovingly crafted details that were made with care instead of a corporate vision. It is the charming quaintness that time has not managed to wipe away. It is in the guests who you strike up conversation with. Who, instead of being harried families trying to get the optimum experience for their money, are casual and welcoming. Somehow everyone actually is happier in Disneyland.
I can't oversell how much the people of the Disneyland parks really made the experience amazing for us. It was little things, like how every time we road the Tower of Terror everyone in the elevator interacted with each other and it became an awesome group experience. Or how we ended up on the same schedule as another family every morning and the last morning they motioned us over to join them in line for Peter Pan because they said, "You are part of our party, now. You need to ride with us!" Or how whenever we were waiting for a parade or show we became friends with the families around us, learning names and chatting about our lives. It was in our interaction with all our restaurant servers who spent time laughing and joking with us instead of just rushing off because they had a few too many tables to serve. It was a different experience than I have ever had in any Disney Park. People just wanted to share their mutual love for for this awesome place.
I felt the magic. I felt it everywhere. And, now I am a convert. Even my husband said, "I could see us going back to Disneyland really easily, Disney World not so much." It feels like my home park now. It feels like the place I want to go back to when I need a reminder that there is still magic out there in the world. No, I'm not from California, but I feel that same pride that Californians do when they say that this is "their" park. I'm not sure how the park inspired that feeling within me, but somehow it did. And, I'm better for it.
Thanks for sticking with me through this rambling love letter to Disneyland, but I had to tell someone. And, I felt like you guys are the people who will truly understand.
I grew up as a Walt Disney World person. My family went on vacations to Disney World when I was a child/teen and we never really considered Disneyland equal. In fact, when I was a tween we went on a trip to LA and my parents convinced me to only go to California Adventure (it had just opened, and what a mistake!) and not Disneyland by saying, "It is just like Magic Kingdom but smaller. You won't like it because it isn't as good." Boy were they wrong!
So, as an adult I decided to schedule a trip to Disneyland for the Diamond Celebration. I was going to finally get my trip to Disneyland, and nobody could convince me otherwise. I forced my husband and my parents to come along with me, none of which were overly sold on the idea. But, they figured they would have a good enough time.
But, once were were all there something happened, we all fell a little in love. There is something about Disneyland that no other park can quite touch. It is in the lovingly crafted details that were made with care instead of a corporate vision. It is the charming quaintness that time has not managed to wipe away. It is in the guests who you strike up conversation with. Who, instead of being harried families trying to get the optimum experience for their money, are casual and welcoming. Somehow everyone actually is happier in Disneyland.
I can't oversell how much the people of the Disneyland parks really made the experience amazing for us. It was little things, like how every time we road the Tower of Terror everyone in the elevator interacted with each other and it became an awesome group experience. Or how we ended up on the same schedule as another family every morning and the last morning they motioned us over to join them in line for Peter Pan because they said, "You are part of our party, now. You need to ride with us!" Or how whenever we were waiting for a parade or show we became friends with the families around us, learning names and chatting about our lives. It was in our interaction with all our restaurant servers who spent time laughing and joking with us instead of just rushing off because they had a few too many tables to serve. It was a different experience than I have ever had in any Disney Park. People just wanted to share their mutual love for for this awesome place.
I felt the magic. I felt it everywhere. And, now I am a convert. Even my husband said, "I could see us going back to Disneyland really easily, Disney World not so much." It feels like my home park now. It feels like the place I want to go back to when I need a reminder that there is still magic out there in the world. No, I'm not from California, but I feel that same pride that Californians do when they say that this is "their" park. I'm not sure how the park inspired that feeling within me, but somehow it did. And, I'm better for it.
Thanks for sticking with me through this rambling love letter to Disneyland, but I had to tell someone. And, I felt like you guys are the people who will truly understand.
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