I've been to
The Happiest Place On Earth.
For spring break.
Along with a bazillion of my best friends.
I learned a few things.
A person (actually MANY people) will
willingly wait in a 2 hour line.
A wheelchair bound companion will get your
whole group to the front of the line.
Disney employees have the uncanny ability to detect when a fraud
jumps in the chair to get to the front of
Space Mountain's line.
A wheelchair bound person should NOT ride
Even a fake one.
You can buy a margarita on the streets of Epcot.
Almost any slow boat ride improves with a margarita in your hands.
I may be willing to take It's A Small World off my
"I refuse to go on it" list if
someone can find me a margarita in the Magic Kingdom.
Ladies, if you think that at some point
during the day your
tiny over the shoulder bag is going to
get too *heavy* for you
and you will ask your husband to sling it
over his shoulder for you,
try not to take the silver sparkly one.
And from the number of pictures I have of this:
I appear to have a thing for castles.
I'll leave you with this.