At the most magical place on Earth, you smile, you laugh, you hug princesses, you dance with Stitch, you become a Jedi. But sometimes, it rains and you break a pirate sword and you spill your coffee and YOUR LEGS ARE TIRED.
So, for you guys, the realest of the real. The magical and not so magical. The best and worst of Disney.
The best: My kids’ faces on every single ride.
The worst: My kids’ faces while waiting in really, really long lines for said rides.
The best: Fastpasses — The golden tickets that allow us to ride the things we love, without the pesky wait.
The worst: Fastpasses — As lovely as they are, letting you skip in line and such, these little Fastpasses also require that you somewhat schedule out your day, leaving you less time to break dance and do other random, spontaneous things you find along the way.
Don’t get me wrong, I love not waiting in line. I’m also just not a fan of super-planning when I’m on vacation. I mean, for crying out loud, we’re the people who went out West for 3 weeks and literally booked all of our lodging the day of or the night before. I just like the flexibility to be able to change up our schedule if we find something super awesome. 🙂 🙂 🙂
The best: The fact that we brought a stroller.
The worst: The alarming realization that we only brought one.
The best: Going in January — SWEATER WEATHER (and all the parks were still decorated for Christmas!!!).
The worst: Going in January, during Marathon weekend. We accidentally went to Epcot on race day. MISTAKE. It was crazy crowded. Lines and madness and detours everywhere. I mean, congrats to all the runners. I only walked 9 miles that day. You ran 26.
The best: Mickey Mouse Ice Cream Bars. DUH.
The worst: The complete lack of self-control Disney induces, all day errryday. I just couldn’t say no to peppermint mochas and donuts.
The best: The Princesses and their sweet smiles and pretty dresses. So typical of Disney, AMIRITE?
The worst: Darth Vader. He’s just so intimidating, y’all. I mean, he was very much in character. So he’s obviously good at his job. BUT STILL. That loud breathing. And the pointing. I just can’t.
The best: All the coffee. And all the wine.
The worst: Let’s be honest. There can’t possibly be a downside to that.
xo | Brooke