My brother-in-law worked at a low-grade theme park in San Antonio in high school, he refuses to go theme parks, he hates them. I married his sister, for our 2nd anniversary, took her to the Grand Canyon and Disneyland. She had never been to a Disney park. I was legit worried she wasn't going to like Disneyland because of the bad history her brother had, but tried to tell her Disneyland wasn't a mere theme park, like Six Flags or that crap pile her brother worked at. Planned it as well as I could. Show up an hour before rope drop. First attraction was Peter Pan's Flight because the line for that ride gets nuts. We go over London and then Neverland and I hear her audibly cry. We get off the ride and go straight to Dumbo, as that line also gets nuts...and we're in line and I turn to her and she has tears running down her face. I ask her what's wrong. She tells me, "It really is the happiest place on Earth." She was crying from joy.