Pacha
Active Member
The year was 1994 and I was 31 years old. At the time, I didn't know or care anything about Disney, or Disney Parks and honestly wasn't looking forward to visiting WDW. My fiance (now wife of almost 20 years), had been to WDW before and thought I'd have a good time, so she dragged me to MK kicking and screaming. As close minded as I was, I felt the place was special in some way the moment we first drove onto Disney grounds, even before even seeing any attractions. Had a great time there and have been going back about every two years or so since. Guess the heart was open to the magic even though the mind was closed.