Preamble to a Trip
I have been to Disney World Several Times before. The first time in 1971, just a couple of months after Disney World opened, most recently in 1984, and a number of times in between. I will assume that we can all agree that 26 years is perhaps a bit over due.
I remember being one of those children, you see in the videos, jumping up and down when my parents surprised my brother and me with a trip to Disney. While today, the products can be bought anywhere, Disney was more pervasive, in some ways, in a child’s life than it is today. In my simple child mind Disney=Good. There was far less TV in general and whenever a new Disney movie or TV special came up this was a major thing since we knew that it was something for us and that it would be good.
I went through the phases where the magic and the characters were real and Disney World was not a façade but a true place of magic; right up there with Santa Claus. While I don’t remember that much from the earliest of my trips there is little doubt that it was at these early trips where I inhaled deep of the pixie dust and become bonded to that place in a way different from any other.
Later, I had to make a point of knowing that the characters where just people in costume and that much of what you saw wasn’t real. But these trips were still magical and the pixie dust still real. My memories of Disney from these trips are still some of the greatest memories of an exceptionally great childhood.
As I got older still, I had less use for Disney. I still had a great time but there was always something else to do, other places to go, and other places to spend money. So the years went by. It was also during this time that we moved away, no longer was Disney a short trip but now it sometimes felt impossibly far. I felt the pull of EPCOT when it opened but other things in life drew me more. Animal Kingdom and MGM Studies sounded too much like other thing that I had seen before and elicited little more than passing thought. Despite all of this, the magic wasn’t dead but it was certainly sleeping tucked away in a nostalgic corner that only seldom was recalled.
Oh sure there were occasion when it stirred. When the Little Mermaid came out, the magic demanded attention and reminded me it was still there. It had been a long time since such movies were made. And though I was an adult, I went back to see it many times not so much to see the movie but to feel that little spark that I had remembered from my childhood and bonded more to some of my friends who also held Disney dreams and with whom I watched. But it wasn’t to last. With each new release the magic flared a little more weakly until in time that which had been a blazing torch became instead but the flicker of a candle. The magic went back to sleep.
Then something significant happened. I got married.
I discovered something horrible about my beautiful bride. She had never been to Disney. She had never drunk from that font, she had never had the change to breathe deep of the pixie dust, and she had never had that spark of magic ignited.
This was an INJUSTENCE THAT COULD NOT STAND, and suddenly I could see the magic again. I knew then that I would be going to Disney World again it was just a question of when.
We were not able to do anything immediately but her brother moved to California. We went to visit and took our kids 4 and 1 to Disneyland. On the way in I was High-Foured by one of the CM’s and that single act was sufficient to restore the magic. And I, a grown man, stood there and cried. Still, I was not yet home. Home was a continent away but now I knew that I would be going home and now I could remember why.
So this is why I go to Disney World, for my beautiful wife to try to make up for what she missed as a child, for my children to share what I got, and for myself to feel the magic back again and to hopefully not lose it again. I document this in these pages with the hope that some of you will enjoy my tale as much as I have enjoyed some of yours.
I have been to Disney World Several Times before. The first time in 1971, just a couple of months after Disney World opened, most recently in 1984, and a number of times in between. I will assume that we can all agree that 26 years is perhaps a bit over due.
I remember being one of those children, you see in the videos, jumping up and down when my parents surprised my brother and me with a trip to Disney. While today, the products can be bought anywhere, Disney was more pervasive, in some ways, in a child’s life than it is today. In my simple child mind Disney=Good. There was far less TV in general and whenever a new Disney movie or TV special came up this was a major thing since we knew that it was something for us and that it would be good.
I went through the phases where the magic and the characters were real and Disney World was not a façade but a true place of magic; right up there with Santa Claus. While I don’t remember that much from the earliest of my trips there is little doubt that it was at these early trips where I inhaled deep of the pixie dust and become bonded to that place in a way different from any other.
Later, I had to make a point of knowing that the characters where just people in costume and that much of what you saw wasn’t real. But these trips were still magical and the pixie dust still real. My memories of Disney from these trips are still some of the greatest memories of an exceptionally great childhood.
As I got older still, I had less use for Disney. I still had a great time but there was always something else to do, other places to go, and other places to spend money. So the years went by. It was also during this time that we moved away, no longer was Disney a short trip but now it sometimes felt impossibly far. I felt the pull of EPCOT when it opened but other things in life drew me more. Animal Kingdom and MGM Studies sounded too much like other thing that I had seen before and elicited little more than passing thought. Despite all of this, the magic wasn’t dead but it was certainly sleeping tucked away in a nostalgic corner that only seldom was recalled.
Oh sure there were occasion when it stirred. When the Little Mermaid came out, the magic demanded attention and reminded me it was still there. It had been a long time since such movies were made. And though I was an adult, I went back to see it many times not so much to see the movie but to feel that little spark that I had remembered from my childhood and bonded more to some of my friends who also held Disney dreams and with whom I watched. But it wasn’t to last. With each new release the magic flared a little more weakly until in time that which had been a blazing torch became instead but the flicker of a candle. The magic went back to sleep.
Then something significant happened. I got married.
I discovered something horrible about my beautiful bride. She had never been to Disney. She had never drunk from that font, she had never had the change to breathe deep of the pixie dust, and she had never had that spark of magic ignited.
This was an INJUSTENCE THAT COULD NOT STAND, and suddenly I could see the magic again. I knew then that I would be going to Disney World again it was just a question of when.
We were not able to do anything immediately but her brother moved to California. We went to visit and took our kids 4 and 1 to Disneyland. On the way in I was High-Foured by one of the CM’s and that single act was sufficient to restore the magic. And I, a grown man, stood there and cried. Still, I was not yet home. Home was a continent away but now I knew that I would be going home and now I could remember why.
So this is why I go to Disney World, for my beautiful wife to try to make up for what she missed as a child, for my children to share what I got, and for myself to feel the magic back again and to hopefully not lose it again. I document this in these pages with the hope that some of you will enjoy my tale as much as I have enjoyed some of yours.