An Orlandian Perspective

I love Disney. I wouldn't be here if I didn't love Disney. I love the magic surrounding everything--from the movies, to the parks, to the fireworks shows. I am SO in love with everything Disney.

That being said, I grew up at Disney. I've had an annual pass most of my life, and going to the parks feels more like going home. I certainly understand that most of the people here don't get to attend as often, if at all. I certainly understand that they want to go into the parks straight away and have fun and ride the rides and see the merchandise. In fact, I encourage them to share in the magic!

For some reason I just can't be as excited. Now, I love going to Disney at night. I don't know why it feels so different, but going to the parks at night doesn't bug me. But going in the middle of the day just feels like a chore to me. I find sitting outside on the porch with a good book and glass of lemonade more exciting. I enjoy my alone time because I know I won't have much of it in the coming months.

In some ways I feel slightly guilty. I'm a 25 minute drive from my parents, 25 minutes from some close friends in town. I'm going home on Sunday to watch the Tonys with my dad. It's a gift that shouldn't be taken for granted. At the same time, I feel at home. This isn't in anyway a vacation for me. It's an opportunity. Of course I'm still going to make friends and have fun and enjoy myself, but it's just not the same experience. I hope this blog will serve as a good example for future Orlandians who want to participate in the CP, because as far as I've read and seen and met, I'm the only one.