David claims it's the unhappiest place on earth. I tend to agree for all the obvious reasons. However, I decided to give Dizzyland another chance after Portia begged to go with her two friends on a fine summer day in July of 2022. (The last time I went to Disneyland was in 2010 and 2016!)
She gets to spend the whole day with her friends and I get an award for best mom. Win-win situation.
We had three tagalongs who came for the food.
Not lying.
Just for food.
And I thought at least I had mom friends to help take the edge off if I became overstimulated.
But I can honestly admit after spending 15 hours in the Magic Kingdom/California adventure, I quickly abandoned the Rat Fink bunch and became part of one of the largest cults in the world.
Yes, everything is stupidly overpriced: parking, tickets/fast passes/lightening lanes, enticing theme drinks, cafeteria-like gourmet foods, dreamy merch and tchotchkes. But so what.
It was magical.
It was marvelous.
It was full of wonder.
And so awe-inspiring. It was a break from reality I never knew I needed.
Never again will I turn down an invitation. Never again will I mock someone for wearing Micky ear headbands. Never again will I tease out of towners for wearing matching family vacation t-shirts.
I'm a true Disneyland fan of mayhem and I can never go back.