These stories exemplify to me exactly what so many people don't get about the Disney experience. How it is more about the feelings and memories, than the prices and crowds. Thank you sooo much to everyone who has shared so far. Your storied have touched my heart and brought a happy tear to my eyes.
Thought I would jump in with my own as I try to get motivated this Sunday morning. I was around 10, my sister was 8 and my mom took us to Orlando. My parents had recently divorced and for many years my dad would say "As soon as I get vacation time we are going to Disneyworld." It never happened. My mom made the goal for herself that she was going to take us to Disney by herself after the divorce was final. Looking back I give her all the credit in the world because she was quite young, younger than I am now. My grandparents had wanted to come along but it was important for my mom to do this. The flight went well and we arrived at our hotel on International Drive. Everything seemed so big and there were signs for Disney everywhere! We were very excited. We checked in and headed to our room, it was a disaster... it was totally trashed, one of the beds was flipped, and the wall had a hole big enough for you to put you head through to the next room. The hotel tried to give my mom the runaround, saying there were no other rooms, and we could see that she was getting upset. So she handed us a bag of quarters and told us to go play in the arcade while she waited for the hotel's response. The pay phones were right near the arcade and I heard my mom call my grandfather crying about what was going on, I could hear her saying "No, you are not coming down here. I have to be able to do this myself. We are going to be fine. I can take care of this." She went back to the check in desk and demanded to see the manager who immediately apologized placed us in a different room, comped one night of our stay and gave my mom free passes to Wet n Wild. I had no conception at that age what this meant to her but I did find out years later.
From there on, we had a great trip. My mom had cousins in Florida, one of which was Cinderella at MK during the time of our visit. (She eventually married Prince Charming, very romantic! hehe) It was great to meet her and have her show us the Disney magic and a bit of the behind the scenes. The first day we went to the parks we were meeting her at dinner time, so did a lot before then including the Haunted Mansion. The HM pre-show scared my sister so bad that by the time the doors to cars opened she was crying and screaming her head off. The CMs were trying to stay in character but be helpful and it was just making things worse. She finally looked at one of the CMs and yelled "If you make me get on that thing I am gonna call a lawyer!!" At that point the CM broke character and said "Calm down, it;s gonna be ok, I can get you out of here." He led us to the "hidden" exit and out into the sun. He actually stayed with us a few minutes trying to convince my sister to come back in but she was not hearing it. When my mom's cousin heard this story later on she said she would take us back and show us it was not scary. We went back and my mom's cousin knew the CMs working and she got them to stop acting scary for us. With her with us my sister went right in, proclaiming "I knew this wasn't really that scary, I just had to check." hehehe
Honestly the rest of that trip is a blur of memories, all good. I think I appreciate it more now than I did then. It was my mom's way of showing us that things were gonna not just be alright but be better than ever. I thank her for it to this day!
Mike
