Great stories everyone.
Well I'll start mine with a little background....when I was 7 years old (27 years ago) my Dad had a stroke aged 36, he was left registered disabled and told he would never be able to work again, he was lucky to have survived - this obviously had a huge impact on my whole family and to cut a long story short it mean't that we were not able to go on holidays (not even in the UK which is all we had done before he was ill) as dad needed to sleep several times a day & still does almost 30 years on. Anyway my Aunt and Uncle used to come and visit (a few times each year as they lived quite far away) and they would tell me about a 'Magical place' and would often say that when I was a bit older they would take me to Disney World in Florida! At that age I didn't even know where Florida was or that a place called 'Disney World' even existed...but I knew Disney

I had always loved all things Disney from as far back as I can remember. I used to dream about this 'Magical place' all the time but unfortunately for whatever reason they never took me.
Fast forward a bit, I never stopped dreaming about that 'place' and when I left school and started work I always knew that one day I would go there. After about 8 years together my then Fiance (now DH) & I decided to go on holiday abroad, I had never been abroad or even on a plane but knew that I wanted to take the plunge and go 9.5 hours to the 'Magical place' so with that we got a couple of guide books & booked the hotel (Sheraton on I drive, near Seaworld) and waited about 10 months until departure day - September 2000! I was unbearable with excitement (nothing changes

)but also very nervous about the flight. Well I loved it from the minute the plane took off to the minute it landed back in England 2 weeks later and with that another Disney Freak was born!
The things that really stick out from that first trip was firstly the wall of heat that hits you when you step off the plane & the smell of the air.

Then we went through to immigration & me being the organised person I am had torn the bottom section off of the visa waiver forms to be helpful -

BIG mistake, the officer with his large gun had a right go at me & kicked me out of the line to fill in more forms.

Funny now but that was my first experience of an American - I wanted to cry & get back on the plane & go home.

I was also amazed at the cleanliness, how friendly everyone was (except that guy), then also things like the portion sizes in MacDonalds

, the size of the roads, the thick grass, the lush palm tree's....Everything really.
I will have to scan some pics.