Saavy?
'Ole Pirate
- Joined
- Jun 19, 2007
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- 90
I walk through the entrance listening to the excited chatter of other guests, see the genuine joy on the faces around me, and send God a silent sincere prayer thanking him for letting me live another year to experience this wonder.
There is nothing like the fresh morning smell of Disneyland on a December morning. The Christmas decorations shine, delicious bakery smells tickle your nose, there is that hint of moisture in the air, you hear the harmony of the caroler's on Main Street and the laughter of little ones fills the air.
What is the first thing I do?
I stop for a moment at the Christmas Tree... as I look down Main Street, I delight in immersing myself into this tangible happiness... I let go of reality... and with my next step, I dive head first into the enchantment.
There is nothing like the fresh morning smell of Disneyland on a December morning. The Christmas decorations shine, delicious bakery smells tickle your nose, there is that hint of moisture in the air, you hear the harmony of the caroler's on Main Street and the laughter of little ones fills the air.
What is the first thing I do?
I stop for a moment at the Christmas Tree... as I look down Main Street, I delight in immersing myself into this tangible happiness... I let go of reality... and with my next step, I dive head first into the enchantment.