The Disney Castle
No matter how grumpy you are, you are bound to feel transformed once you enter the park. Well, before that actually! When you wait for the monorail to arrive to take you across the lake to the park along with hundreds of others, it’s then when you start to feel the happiness growing inside you. Even before that actually! I saw children and adults alike buying Mickey’s ears and other Disney stuff from the streets and stores the day before to ready themselves up for the experience! For many of them it seemed like a staple family vacation destination! You can imagine how excited a first timer like me must have been who had fallen in love with Disney Cartoons at a very early age and never quite recovered.And it is an experience indeed! On arrival, a crew of beautifully dressed people, smiling ear to ear, welcome you. At 9 am in the morning! And you are sold! As soon as you enter you are thrown into the Main St, designed like the center of an old city. Streams of colourful people, packed in every corner. Plump women in white confectioner’s dress in bakeries, servers in bright canary yellow and white uniforms in coffee shops, shopkeepers selling colourful Disney goodies in looking equally colourful! It’s dazzling!And before you get the hang of it, out comes the street party! Beloved Disney characters, alive in front of you and they dance, they sing and blow you kisses! The video is bad but you get the general idea! It’s hard to describe the feeling, but there was a time when I wished I worked there! Any job, even the sweeper’s job in Magic Kingdom must be more exciting than my current job! As we walked towards the attractions, the road was literally littered with princesses. Little girls could get made up as their favorite Disney princess in the castle salon – free! And their counterparts, the real Disney princesses roamed about in the road. Gaston sold cookies in his own Bistro, Cinderella’s step sisters stopped random people on road and told them off! Then there were rides, nothing superbly technological, but so perfect in their settings. The Haunted House smelled of damp and moss and decay, like an old abandoned house should. The Small World smelled like pages of books!Between rides we had time to catch the parade and at five in the evening we just about made it to the famous show – Dreams Come True. Here’s what it was about. I hope you will pardon the camera shakes as it wasn’t easy to hold my mobile up and steady while jostling to get an opening at the same time.Now probably you get it why people never want to leave this place! And after we took this photo with Mickey, my determination only grew stronger! That I must get a job there!



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