As I get older, I treasure the WDW afternoon nap. Preferably at a resort that’s nearer to a park. Younger me is like, what?! Waste a precious minute sleeping? You can do that at home. But there’s something so relaxing about knowing folks are sweating in line while I’m snoozing with the resort info channel drifting along.
It’s the simple things I miss. And a Lapu Lapu or three.
It’s the simple things I miss. And a Lapu Lapu or three.