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I was away at Disney world for a few days with the grandkids for their fifth birthday. Loved spending time with kids… but may I just say I’m not the Disney World type?
I know it will offend many because there were many many many people there seeming to have a good time. But everytime I called the hotel desk they asked me to have a “magical day”. I don’t have magical days… not even at Disney.
The place is too big, it’s too crowded, and pardon me for this heresy, but I don’t like riding Disney buses any more than I like New York city buses. And you can’t get around without getting on a Disney bus, or driving, and if you’re driving you might as well be in Los Angeles, because Disney World is one big freeway system.
I remember Disneyland when it was small… by comparison… and fun. Not only that, I remember Walt Disney himself.
Not only that. I remember Mickey and Minnie and Goofy. Now the Disney experience is all about the princesses. And my grandkids think I’m lame if I get Ariel confused with Belle, or Sleeping Beauty or Cinderella… and I did get them confused.
Next birthday they’re coming to my house for a cake with candles. No more themeparks for me.
