ZombiexMuffins
Hipster Ariel
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My mind has been such a jumble of thoughts and feelings since I got back from my vacation on September 25th that I think I can finally attempt to put my thoughts into words.
This, dear readers, was my first trip to Disney World. I finally got the courage to do this trip for one main reason: It's been 5 years since my best friend, my almost-sister, my beloved Aunt passed away wishing she could go to Disney World. I've been going through a phase lately where I am realizing that life is short and sweet and you only may get one chance to do something like this, so with the help of great friends who are Disney fanatics, my boyfriend and I called a recommended travel agent and booked our trip.
I was already awake when my alarm went off at 3:45am on Monday, September 20th. I didn't sleep a wink that night, and even the night before that I had only gotten three hours sleep due to anxiety and worrying and excitement, but I was not about to let a lack of sleep drag me down. Along with my boyfriend and I, my cousin was flying down with us to meet his girlfriend who lives two hours away from Orlando. All three of us sat anxiously in my grandma's kitchen until my step-dad pulled in to drive us to the airport at 5am. The hour drive to the airport I was trying my best to stay calm because I am TERRIFIED of flying and I was worried so many things were going to go wrong, but somehow I made it through security and boarding and made it onto the plane clutching my build-a-bear penguin and my aunt's worry stone that used to get her through her hemo-dialysis. With my cousin holding my arm on one side and my boyfriend holding my arm on the other, I cried and prayed the whole flight that time would fly and I would touch ground as soon as possible.
I'm not religious much..but I do believe that God did answer my prayer because we arrived almost a half an hour early at MCO airport which meant I was on my merry way to Disney World!
After seeing my cousin off, my boyfriend and I were soon boarded on the Magical Express which meant I was averagely 35 minutes from the most magical place on Earth. I'm not gonna lie, as soon as I saw the "Welcome to Walt Disney World" sign I cried. This trip was pretty much years in the making, and I half-felt like I was dreaming.
After checking into our room at Pop Century, Michael (the boyfriend) and I grabbed some lunch in the cafeteria before making our way to Magic Kingdom. Now, reader, you may think I am kidding you when I tell you this but I have video to prove it: My arrival was perfect timing. I told Michael before we hit Main Street he had to film my reaction to seeing the castle for the first time, because to me that was the real deal that I was actually there. As we began walking down Main Street and I look up to see the castle, I started crying. At the same time perhaps a few minutes before, Mickey's "Dream-along With Mickey" show had began so the music was blaring on the speakers as I walked. All I could do was cry and stare in disbelief at the castle because I was so shell-shocked that I was finally in Disney World while listening to them sing and talk about dreams. Seeing Mickey and the gang along with the Princesses was the icing on the cake for me. I will never forget that moment.
Here's the video of me walking down Main Street:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HlAsVrnqeCs
Here's the video of me watching Dream-along:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=woYcmPOnJDg
After that, Michael and I made our way to the Haunted Mansion queue because that was pretty much the main ride I cared about. I know, I know, don't judge me. I've been working as a haunted house actor for four years so I LOVE all things spooky and dead and creepy, and hearing from a Disney pal about how great it was really had me so excited. It was not a let down in any way, shape or form. I'm not there for the spooky lines, I am there because I love the attention to detail and the illusions and the animatronics and..just wow. WOW. I walked out blown away. It was the best first ride I could probably ever do.
After that I rode Splash Mountain, Thunder Mountain and Space Mountain and we grabbed a pineapple float in Adventureland before grabbing a seat to watch the Electrical Parade and Wishes. I was not prepared for the park attendance to go from low-medium level to packed in such a short amount of time, nor was I prepared for how much I realized that right after Wishes that I really hate people, a lot, especially parents of kids in strollers that decide to shove and push and run you over in an attempt to get to the exit of the park. By that time Michael and I were in such a bad mood that we both were ready to knock someone out, but I am thinking it is because we were so over-tired from lack of sleep that we both just wanted to call it quits. Somehow we stumbled out of the park, made it through the 45 minute bus-wait and made it back to our resort room because last thing I remember is seeing it was 11:30pm and then I was out like a light.
Even though the day may of ended on an irritated-note, it was one helluva first day in Disney World.
Up next, Day 2: Animal Kingdom and Hollywood Studios.
PS: Whoever can listen to the Wishes soundtrack without crying has emotions of steel because it killed me. It was fantastic, but Disney sure does know how to get to people's feelings because the little girl singing had me bawling. Wishes do come true, and even though my aunt never go to go in person, she was there watching over me. <3
This, dear readers, was my first trip to Disney World. I finally got the courage to do this trip for one main reason: It's been 5 years since my best friend, my almost-sister, my beloved Aunt passed away wishing she could go to Disney World. I've been going through a phase lately where I am realizing that life is short and sweet and you only may get one chance to do something like this, so with the help of great friends who are Disney fanatics, my boyfriend and I called a recommended travel agent and booked our trip.
I was already awake when my alarm went off at 3:45am on Monday, September 20th. I didn't sleep a wink that night, and even the night before that I had only gotten three hours sleep due to anxiety and worrying and excitement, but I was not about to let a lack of sleep drag me down. Along with my boyfriend and I, my cousin was flying down with us to meet his girlfriend who lives two hours away from Orlando. All three of us sat anxiously in my grandma's kitchen until my step-dad pulled in to drive us to the airport at 5am. The hour drive to the airport I was trying my best to stay calm because I am TERRIFIED of flying and I was worried so many things were going to go wrong, but somehow I made it through security and boarding and made it onto the plane clutching my build-a-bear penguin and my aunt's worry stone that used to get her through her hemo-dialysis. With my cousin holding my arm on one side and my boyfriend holding my arm on the other, I cried and prayed the whole flight that time would fly and I would touch ground as soon as possible.
I'm not religious much..but I do believe that God did answer my prayer because we arrived almost a half an hour early at MCO airport which meant I was on my merry way to Disney World!
After seeing my cousin off, my boyfriend and I were soon boarded on the Magical Express which meant I was averagely 35 minutes from the most magical place on Earth. I'm not gonna lie, as soon as I saw the "Welcome to Walt Disney World" sign I cried. This trip was pretty much years in the making, and I half-felt like I was dreaming.
After checking into our room at Pop Century, Michael (the boyfriend) and I grabbed some lunch in the cafeteria before making our way to Magic Kingdom. Now, reader, you may think I am kidding you when I tell you this but I have video to prove it: My arrival was perfect timing. I told Michael before we hit Main Street he had to film my reaction to seeing the castle for the first time, because to me that was the real deal that I was actually there. As we began walking down Main Street and I look up to see the castle, I started crying. At the same time perhaps a few minutes before, Mickey's "Dream-along With Mickey" show had began so the music was blaring on the speakers as I walked. All I could do was cry and stare in disbelief at the castle because I was so shell-shocked that I was finally in Disney World while listening to them sing and talk about dreams. Seeing Mickey and the gang along with the Princesses was the icing on the cake for me. I will never forget that moment.
Here's the video of me walking down Main Street:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HlAsVrnqeCs
Here's the video of me watching Dream-along:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=woYcmPOnJDg
After that, Michael and I made our way to the Haunted Mansion queue because that was pretty much the main ride I cared about. I know, I know, don't judge me. I've been working as a haunted house actor for four years so I LOVE all things spooky and dead and creepy, and hearing from a Disney pal about how great it was really had me so excited. It was not a let down in any way, shape or form. I'm not there for the spooky lines, I am there because I love the attention to detail and the illusions and the animatronics and..just wow. WOW. I walked out blown away. It was the best first ride I could probably ever do.
After that I rode Splash Mountain, Thunder Mountain and Space Mountain and we grabbed a pineapple float in Adventureland before grabbing a seat to watch the Electrical Parade and Wishes. I was not prepared for the park attendance to go from low-medium level to packed in such a short amount of time, nor was I prepared for how much I realized that right after Wishes that I really hate people, a lot, especially parents of kids in strollers that decide to shove and push and run you over in an attempt to get to the exit of the park. By that time Michael and I were in such a bad mood that we both were ready to knock someone out, but I am thinking it is because we were so over-tired from lack of sleep that we both just wanted to call it quits. Somehow we stumbled out of the park, made it through the 45 minute bus-wait and made it back to our resort room because last thing I remember is seeing it was 11:30pm and then I was out like a light.
Even though the day may of ended on an irritated-note, it was one helluva first day in Disney World.
Up next, Day 2: Animal Kingdom and Hollywood Studios.
PS: Whoever can listen to the Wishes soundtrack without crying has emotions of steel because it killed me. It was fantastic, but Disney sure does know how to get to people's feelings because the little girl singing had me bawling. Wishes do come true, and even though my aunt never go to go in person, she was there watching over me. <3
) but I hope they see the Magic!
