Disney

So I have this great love for Walt Disney World.  My husband and I have been traveling there for the past few years, pretty much starting with our honeymoon, and I literally cannot picture spending somewhere else for my vacations. Why is this?

We don't have kids, well human ones; honestly, it's expensive; and crowds aren't really our thing -- actually the general public irritates me to the point that, for Christmas, my birthday, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, basically anytime a gift is expected, I ask for a cattleprod to take around with me -- unfortunately, to date, no one has fulfilled this wish! -- and yet, regardless, I am already booked for 2012!

Our families are either jealous of our going so often or completely confused by us. . .and for now I'm referring to our annual choice of destination.  Funny thing too, most of them have the big families that would be ideal for heading down, but for some reason we're the only ones so devout in our need to visit that we even bought into the vacation club (oh yea, I did it, and I want a zebra dome for it!) a few trips back. Mmhmm!  Completely owned by The Mouse for the next 50 years!

Anyway, I guess I just wanted to kind of think out loud as to why we love it there so much when there are so many reasons we should be cooler than liking Disney.  *insert teenage eyeroll*

And this was totally my thinking as a teenager.  I may be twice as old as I was back then -- I must say, however, that I neither accept this fact nor do I actually act like it as maturity is completely overrated. . .but I digress -- but by now believing the exact opposite; it's very mature of me, tyvm.  Although, it does make me laugh because, if I think about it, I'm basically reverting back to my childhood and apparently just skipping the teens all together!  What do they know, besides that they think they know everything??  I mean I did (and still do!), but this is something I have to say I was so wrong about!

In all honesty, though, I think there were some pretty significant things impairing my falling in love with The Happiest Place on Earth such as 1) I didn't have a car and I wasn't going to go with my mom (teenagers!), 2) I didn't have a job -- really it's not free?  WTH? and 3) I couldn't drink.  Ah. . .drinking in Disney.  This is one of the main reasons every adult should *heart* WDW.  It makes all of the sticky, whining children, their inconsiderate and apparently deaf-to-the-sound-of-their-own-children parents, the oblivious crowds who think they're the only ones on vacation/in the parks, and the almost constant blistering, humid Florida weather all disappear.  Almost.  But it does help immensely!

Hmm. . .I think the liquor helps but so does the good food.  O-M-G the food.

Ok, I'm going to stop thinking out loud for a bit on the better things about visiting WDW.  And yes these two things more than make up for the 4 or 5 things that completely make me want to climb a clock tower about the parks. . .especially if you do them at the same time as the other stuff is going on. . .honestly, it becomes so much more amusing!

In any event, I'm going to play SWTOR and live in yet another fantasy world for a bit.  There's a fuzzypenny from life rolling around my real world existence of late, and I like the reprieve.  You would too, if you played.  You don't know.