That’s basically what Disneyworld is. Hot. Nasty. Magic. (in the best way possible)
No other place on earth can drive someone to listen to Disney soundtracks all the way home and watch Disney movies once there. Unlike a normal reaction to a full day of exposure (aversion to anything resembling the experience), Disneyworld evokes a strong feeling of necessity to engage in Disney-branded activity.
I went to Disneyworld yesterday with my little sister, Alyssa. She’s 11 and awesome. We stayed from 10am-10pm, a feat of magical proportions in itself. Roller coasters, 3D shows, constant immersion in the thickest of American consumerism and obesity – all for free. Disney lets you visit any of their parks for FREE on your birthday. I could think of no better way to spring into adulthood on my 21st birthday, than by acting like a complete child all day long.
Fun sibling time. Multiple servings of ice cream all day and night long. Fireworks. You can’t beat a day like that.
