Kandi
Active Member
It was in 2001 and I was 16. It was my first time in the USA and I had begged my parents from the age of 4 to take me to WDW. My first memory is walking under the railway and seeing the castle and bursting into tears. It didn't feel real that I was there and my mum was worried that I was unhappy, it was far from that, I was the happiest I'd ever been. Even now when I see the castle for the first time on a trip I cry but at least my mum knows I'm happy