Tuesday, 20 January 2015

Disneyland Deprivation: My Story

I would like to first state that I am writing this as a complete and utter fraud, having never been to Disneyland or Disney World in my entire 16 years of living. But truthfully, that is the main topic of this entry so if something seems off in my portrayal of what seems to be a glorious and majestic place I am sorry but it's probably just my childhood bitterness seeping through the coating of blotchy information that I had to conjure up from about 50 different Google searches. Anyways, the following are my top 3 from my things-to-do-if-I-ever-get-to-go-to-Disneyland list:

1.       Mickey Mouse Pretzel  
The Mickey Mouse shaped pretzel looks like the softest breaded treat on this planet and I have been deprived of it for close to two decades now. It is a genius creation and I’m sure it also makes a delightful snack. That is, if you ignore the fact that you are essentially devouring a cartoon mouse’s head. In any case, the golden exterior with the sprinkle of coarse salt looks mouth-watering enough for me to be incredibly jealous of anyone who has ever had the good fortune of having one.

2.       Meeting Cinderella
As a young and crooked-toothed child, one of my main inspirations from my wardrobe to my behavior was Cinderella. So meeting her at her iconic castle has been a goal of mine since I was small. Imagine, as your five year old self, that you get to meet the coolest character to have ever graced the screen of your bulky early 2000s TV set. How sweet would it have been, melting from the Californian heat, Mickey Mouse pretzel in hand, waltzing up to Cinderella in a matching blue dress to take what would have probably become the most unflattering picture of my childhood. How sweet indeed.

3.       Fireworks
The fireworks at the Disney theme parks are probably one of the most iconic things there. The hype around them is quite grand and despite the fact that I have been to my fair share of annual Halloween firework shows at the elementary school down the road from my house, I know there really can’t be a comparison at all. I mean, the fireworks at “The Happiest Place on Earth” just have to be in their own league entirely. They must give off a completely different sound, shine different colours and maybe when you crane your neck up to look at Disneyland fireworks you don’t even feel the pain. I think that fireworks of that prestige would ruin the annual Halloween fireworks show at the elementary school down the road from my house for me forever.



To conclude, pretzels in the shape of cartoon characters are superior to those that are not, Cinderella is wonderful and the fireworks at Disneyland would most likely exceed my low fireworks standard. Furthermore, if I ever get to Disneyland I will be ecstatic. However, even if I haven’t been just yet, if it counts for anything, I have been to the Metrotown Disney store. It was the most magical 20 minutes of my life and I even bought a plush version of the pea pod from Toy Story 3, as pictured below.




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