That Disney Magic
Are you sick of me blogging and Tweeting about my trip to Disney World yet? Just one more post. I promise.
(Despite my best efforts, I didn’t take nearly enough photos and no one ever took a picture of all nine of us! I guess we’ll just have to go again.)
We stayed at our old haunt — Port Orleans Riverside. They’ve spiffed the place up since our last stay and Mickey ears greeted us as soon as we arrived! (Don’t think I didn’t bring some of those shampoo bottles home.)
Does the view of the castle as you walk up Main Street ever get old? No. No it doesn’t.
There are just some rides that you have to go on when you visit Disney World, no matter how many times you’ve ridden them before.
And then there are others that I will never have the courage to ride.
The kids did get me on Splash Mountain of Expedition Everest for the first and last time. They swore up and down that Expedition Everest was “just like Big Thunder Mountain — just a little bit backwards.” They all lied. It’s Big Thunder Mountain backwards x 10 + in the dark.
High on gas fumes on the Tomorrowland Speedway. Kate drove. I got a headache.
Big Thunder Mountain is pretty much my favorite ride at Disney World, and my cousin Kate shares my enthusiasm. The lines were nonexistent so this was our third consecutive trip. By the sixth, we were looking a little green.
Obligatory character lunch.
Sufficiently prepared for our day at Animal Kingdom. Mitchell had his safari hat and binoculars at the ready.
Lots of adorable baby animals.
DinoLand lunch with Mimi LaRue. She went straight for the dessert.
$10 caramel apples never looked so damn cute.
The last of the Disney magic found in my wallet when I got home.
So…when are we going back?