When I was eight years old, my family went on a vacation to Disney World in Orlando, Florida. Being the extravagant woman that she is, my grandmother spared no expense; we stayed in a Disney hotel with a jungle theme and went to the water parks and restaurants. However, the prospect of going to Cinderella's Castle made me most euphoric. I had always loved Disney and had traveled to Disney World once before, but I was too young to truly remember the trip. The world around me was new and exciting, and Cinderella's Castle embodied all of the magic of Walt Disney World.
Our day started off well enough; we took a bus to Magic Kingdom and I rode on the tea cup ride which was always my favorite. Around ten in the morning, my mother announced that we had reserved a table in Cinderella's Castle for lunch. The two-hour wait felt like an eternity. Practically buzzing with anticipation, I could hardly contain my happiness as we finally approached the majestic castle. …show more content…
Surrounded by a swirling rainbow of glass that told the story of Cinderella, I ascended the spiral staircase to a dining room fit for a princess. I was overcome with joy as I sat at a table with my family and saw the characters from the movies that I loved so much waltz through the hall. My mother took a photograph of me with Cinderella, a picture I still have today. Since it was a vacation I had a steak and potato wedges, a welcomed change from my usual chicken nuggets. My perfect Disney dream was coming true, at least I thought it was.
We left the castle to go walk around the park. The sky began to darken, but my mood did not. My family and I walked around the park and perused the overpriced souvenirs. It began to drizzle, but we remained at Magic Kingdom. We would not allow a little untimely weather dampen our spirits. Though we soon decided the time to leave had
Our day started off well enough; we took a bus to Magic Kingdom and I rode on the tea cup ride which was always my favorite. Around ten in the morning, my mother announced that we had reserved a table in Cinderella's Castle for lunch. The two-hour wait felt like an eternity. Practically buzzing with anticipation, I could hardly contain my happiness as we finally approached the majestic castle. …show more content…
Surrounded by a swirling rainbow of glass that told the story of Cinderella, I ascended the spiral staircase to a dining room fit for a princess. I was overcome with joy as I sat at a table with my family and saw the characters from the movies that I loved so much waltz through the hall. My mother took a photograph of me with Cinderella, a picture I still have today. Since it was a vacation I had a steak and potato wedges, a welcomed change from my usual chicken nuggets. My perfect Disney dream was coming true, at least I thought it was.
We left the castle to go walk around the park. The sky began to darken, but my mood did not. My family and I walked around the park and perused the overpriced souvenirs. It began to drizzle, but we remained at Magic Kingdom. We would not allow a little untimely weather dampen our spirits. Though we soon decided the time to leave had