Disneyland: Visiting the “Happiest Place on Earth”

 Jiminy Cricket is my spirit animal. I can say that without hipster irony because he is both an animal and a cartoon, which kind of makes him a spirit of sorts.
Whenever I wanted something really badly as a child I sang the “wish upon a star” song to the night sky from my bedroom window, then made my wish. Mind you, this was reserved for the most important wishes: that the baby growing in mum’s stomach would be a girl, to go on a camping trip with my dad and older brother, and for a Barbie doll. I may have also wanted a car like Herbie to take me to ballet lessons.
But the wish I always crowbarred in at the end of all of the others was the big one: to go to Disneyland and experience the magic first hand.

I ended up with (another) little brother, got left behind on the camping front because I was too young and didn’t get that Barbie.
All of that makes me happy to report that approximately 25 years later, the absolute-most-important wish came true. I made it to Disneyland Anaheim. Don’t give up on your dreams kids. Oh, and stay in school.
Anyway, it was hands-down the best day in the US that I’ve had in my 10 months here. By a country mile. Don’t get me wrong, meeting Mr M is up there on the list, but I got to see Mary Poppins and the Genie from Aladdin. You just can’t top that.
Everyone talks about how it’s the happiest place on earth and how you can’t not have a grin plastered to your face all day there. Which is true in itself – I mean how do you not ride a rollercoaster through the dark, a log through the Briar Patch, hurtle around in a teacup, or travel through the Temple of Doom with Indiana Jones without laughing like a hyena? It’s impossible!
Even standing in line for rides behind tiny children, hopped up on churros and soft drink, excited out of their minds, was amazing. I wanted to hug them all. (Note: even at Disneyland, hugging random children is creepy and strange. Do not do it).
This might sound corny, but for me the magic was in the inclusiveness of it all. The number of adults and kids in wheelchairs and on crutches having a blast was astounding. It was great to experience the smiles all round.
In short, I loved it all. The lines weren’t too long, the cart food didn’t kill me although the verdict’s still out on the turkey leg that Mr M swears was actually a ham hock, the parades were awesome, and did I mention the rides?
My wonderful boyfriend even booked us dinner at the Blue Bayou restaurant, which is inside the Pirates of the Caribbean ride to give the feeling of eating outdoors at night with boats floating past. It was faaaaancy, and the food was delicious.
I can’t give Disneyland any higher praise than to say that we were there for 14 hours straight and I didn’t want to leave at midnight.

Linking up with Adventures of Mel for Inspire Me Wednesday and Lauren on Location for Wanderful Wednesday.

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15 thoughts on “Disneyland: Visiting the “Happiest Place on Earth”

  1. I know how you feel – we were a bit like that when we went to Disneyworld in Florida. We bought a 4 day pass and would be running around like loonies at 11pm going on so many rides because there were no queues. We saw the fireworks every night. It was amazing. We would be there when the gates opened. Go back to our hotel from about 2-4pm for a swim and relax and then go back until midnight. It was a-m-a-z-i-n-g – definitely should be on everyone's bucket list.
    Glad to hear you had such a great time !!

  2. I took the kids to Disneyworld way back when. And we got to stay on site in one of the Disney hotels. If you want an experience to top the park, book a night (or two) in a Disney hotel. It was the best bit of the whole trip. Seriously. Oh, and the extra hours. Zipping about a space themed ride where you feel like you're flying amongst the stars in a night sky, then to step off and be standing under the stars in a night sky. AMAZING. And even though the girls were only 6 (and titchy), there was barely a thing they weren't tall enough for. FABBEROO.

  3. I have to admit, this post had me beaming the whole time. I love how much you'd been dying to go to Disneyland… and that you finally made it. I grew up in Seattle and my grandparents lived in southern California so we went every couple of years. Now that we live on the other side of the country, my husband and I have taken the kids to Disney World every year for the last three years. That feeling that you talked about where you couldn't stop smiling? I call it the Disney Magic and I still feel it every time we walk through the gates. #wanderfulwednesday

  4. I'm so glad this post made you smile Allison! It's so foreign to me to think that some American kids get to go to Disneyland more than once. Mr M has some college friends who live outside of LA and they have a yearly pass for themselves and their two-year-old boy. They take him at least once a week to tire him out.
    It's so cool that you get to share that feeling with your kids as well! Disney Magic is the absolute best 😀

  5. We’re going again in September and I cannot wait! This post sums up why I love Disneyland so, I’m sure if they did an air test, they would find magic in it, for realz! How good is Blue Bayou? Did you hear that Johnny Depp was there a few weeks ago for the new Pirates premiere?! So many happy memories!

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