Disnee Dad Says........................What's to defend?
Up until 1996 I always wanted to see the golf ball (EPCOT), but figured I never could.
Grew up really poor, finally got to go to DL at 17, my senior year. How many years mom saved for that I will never know, but that "magic" kids have was reborn in full force. Yes that was me riding Dumbo at 17 with a smile on my face, I confess!
The military moved me to Sacramento, so I was able to make a few trips to DL over the next dozen years. Still thought the golf ball would be great, but I'll never see it.
Move ahead to 1996, we saved up some bucks for a vacation to do B.C., or something west coast. Then I heard about test track, and it was like if we save for another year I can go see the golf ball! DW was most supportive of this idea!
So we go in 1997. Was I struck by the magic, no ,i well ok yes. Was I thrilled by the rides? Not really, well kinda, ok I loved everyone! And I got to ride in the golfball! Several times.
Sorry to wreck the story, but the biggest thoughts I had on that first trip were very selfish. The feeling that I had arrived at middle class, that I deserved this trip that I waited a lifetime for. Most thankfull that we could pour lots of bucks into a trip that so many can't. So we went back, 1999,2001,2002.
So, what is there to defend?