Happy to have spent a couple fulfilling days at one of my favorite places on earth, I walked down Main Street thinking back through the years, of all the times I must have seen the same sights, and heard the same sounds. Specific memories often elude me, so I just enjoyed the nostalgia of the moment. At park closing I was heading out the exit gate, and the real world was starting to come into focus again. I had about five hours before I needed to drive to the airport and head home. And I was already trying to come up with a plan to make it back to Walt's land sometime soon.