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. 

Standing up. 

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 

Space Mountain. 

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. 

Just sayin...

And from the number of pictures I have of this:

I appear to have a thing for castles.

Or something. 

I'll leave you with this.