Hi, I’m Jess, and sometimes I’m a 6 year old kid in a grown woman’s body. Whatever.
I’ve always wanted to go to Disneyland. I realised I wanted to even more when I realised that every member of my family bar me had been to a Disneyland; dad and my youngest sister went to Disneyland in California a few years ago when my sister was in America on a basketball trip and dad went along. Mum and my other sister went to EuroDisney on a trip they took to Europe a few years ago. Apparently I was forgotten about.
As with most things in my life, once I realised, my attitude snapped to “stuff it, I’ll get myself to Disneyland!” and found a way to weasel a few days in Paris to our already packed Egypt/Euro trip last year. Luckily, husband is also a child at heart!
First things first – I point blank refused to do anything until I had a set of ears perched upon my head. Into the gift shop we went, I grabbed my Minnie Mouse ears, and joined the line behind one very excited little girl, clutching her princess costume like it was the crown jewels. The man at the counter was as excited as she was, as he put her purchase through, and proceeded to help her into her new princess dress over the top of her little jeans and coat, and settle her tiara on her head, while mum looked along with gleaming eyes and a beaming smile. This was big, because usually I really don’t like kids, especially when they hold me up. That’s when I realised that regardless of your actual age, everyone is a kid at Disneyland!
I got pretty excited at Alice’s tea party set up – and yeah, those ears didn’t come off all day, despite the horrible headache they started to give me! While we were waiting our turn for me to jump on the chair to get this photo taken, I noticed a lady giggling in my general direction… apparently, after looking around, I was the only adult to be seen wearing ears…. meh!
One of the highlights though had to be Sleeping Beauty’s castle… it is gorgeous inside, particularly the stain glass windows…
Anyway, enough of the photos… the point of this post, other than allowing me to re-live one of the most fun days I’ve had in a very long time, was that there is a world of possibility out there. And it might seem big, it might seem small, simple, unachievable, unimportant in the scheme of things, selfish, life changing, whatever. If you want it, please find a way to do it. Visiting Disneyland was in no way my biggest goal in life, but it was something fairly insignificant in the grand scheme of things that I did want to do. If going to Egypt was my proof that I could make my big dreams come true, then finally getting to (a) Disneyland was my proof that little dreams are important too, and, everyone else be damned, if you want those little dreams, then just go for them. Even if you are the only idiot over 10 years old running around in Minnie Mouse ears. Screw it.
Also, I’m finally actually going to the original, California Disneyland this year, as part of another dream – a 6 week trip around the USA, with stops in Canada and Mexico : ) Ain’t nothin gonna stop this dreamer now!