Our family went to Disney World in the mid 1970’s. The 20+ hour car ride took two days with us four kids flying around in the back of the station wagon, not a seat belt to be used. Lap belts were there, weren’t they? Just not used…. ? Anyway, our favorite part of that drive was rolling around and playing in the back of the station wagon, far away from our parents (or so it seemed) and free. This is where we would put on shows for each other using small Disney toys that we had brought along. Back then those would be Mickey, Minnie, Donald, Pluto and Goofy.
Little did we know the magic that awaited us that first time. There was only the Magic Kingdom and that was more than enough for us! if Walt Disney was good at one thing, it was making Disney World a truly magical experience. It was on that first trip that I fell in love with Disney World and I knew that I would be bringing my future children back some day.
While most of my memories of that trip were happy, the one that stands out vividly in my mind is my introduction to Space Mountain- a space roller coaster. However, it is not memorable for the warm fuzzy feeling it gave me at the time. I wrote about that experience a few years ago-
My parents also “terrorized” us by making us go on the Haunted Mansion ride, which you probably know is NOT scary, and because some traditions must be passed down through the generations, my husband and I shared it with our own children and then CJ, our older grandson, when we went six years ago. The Hall of Presidents was one of my mom’s favorites and my dad was fond of the Carousel of Progress. We were all thoroughly enchanted by It’s a Small World, Winnie the Pooh and Pirates of the Caribbean.
Back then the characters wandered around the park and you never knew who you might find around the next corner. There were no lines waiting to take pictures. We just walked right up to them and said hi. Okay, I should probably re-phrase that. My siblings walked right up to them, well, my middle sister sort of dragged my little sister, and I hung back while my mother urged me to get up there. I’ll admit it was cool to see the characters- but from a distance. A very safe distance!
Since then I have returned to Disney World many times with my own family. Despite my vow to never ride on Space Mountain again, I did indeed ride it the last time we went. I was reminded of why I had sworn off the ride and renewed my “never again” vow again.
On a sad side note, we had originally planned a family Disney trip for June 2020, which did not happen. We had tentatively looked at June 2021, which will also not be happening thank you very much, Covid. We look hopefully toward 2022. On a positive note, 2020 would not have been a good year to go even without Covid so it was a blessing in disguise and little Beej will be an old man of seven when he gets to visit Disney World for the first time. Yay!
This post is part of the Blogging from A to Z Challenge: D!
Hope your day is magical!