Our first trip, it poured buckets while we were at AK and we got stuck at the back of the park. By the time we’re trudged to the front, through the actual running rivers of water, we were soaked to the bone, underwear and all. We actually paid to dry our clothes it was so bad.
On our most recent trip, we were eating in the outdoor restaurant space in the Mexico Pavilion (I don’t remember the name) and it started to rain sideways and up under the little gazebo. While the family scrambled to cover up, I got pelted and enjoyed some decadent nachos and honestly had the time of my life. Rain and nachos, two of my favorite things, came together that day and it was peak happiness. I’ve gotten to the point where I pray for some sort of rain every day we’re there.