I guess I'll find out.
When I was in grade 9, my family (Mom, Dad, Jenna) went on a vacation to Disneyland in California, and it was pretty much the best place ever. It rained every day there except for the day we arrived and the day we left, we even had to buy raincoats there. Apparently that was more rain in that little timeframe than they normally get for the year, so I kind of get a kick out of that. I find myself thinking back on that vacation frequently, and I feel so lucky that I got to go and I've always had this feeling that nothing would ever top it, or that I wouldn't ever want anything to top it.
Now I'm living this opportunity to compare Disneyland in Anaheim with Disneyworld in Orlando very soon, and I'm so excited. I know it will be spectacular but I'm wondering how I could ever get it to top California? The way I've been trying to describe it to people is: remember how you felt when you were 15, how everything was either AMAZING OMG :D or KILL ME NOW :( ... well, Disneyland was actually amazing, but I was 15 when I went there, so how is a vacation to the most magical place on Earth when I'm 24 going to compare to when I was 15? I guess it'll just be a different kind of amazing, or maybe I'll find myself 15 again.
Monday, October 11, 2010
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