kevlightyear
Well-Known Member
Originally posted by k9kris
I remember a moment during my last visit in 1985. I was but a slight 7 years old. It was a rainy day in the Magic Kingdom. My dad was busy dashing us in and out of shops keeping us dry. After several blurs of overly priced souvenirs and patrons dropping cash by the droves we finally arrived at our destination. Space Mountain stood towering over my rain-soaked, poncho-hooded head. The line for the attraction flowed across the Tomorrowland pavilion like the streams of water pouring from roof of the matallic monolith. Intimidated by the overpowering crowd, we hesitantly approached the lemming-esque death march. After what seemed like an eternity, our time for sheer pleasure arose. It all seems as though I had awoken from a strange dream when it ended. I try to remember it this day, but no such luck should arrive on my doorstep. My next journey in 40 days will awaken this buried memory impatiently waiting to be exposed.
Beautiful, absolutely beautiful. . .like poetry--Disney poetry. What a writer you are!
I have so many memories, it's hard to pick one to share. Being deathly afraid to go on the Great Movie Ride, for fear of the bank exploding. . .World of Motion, and that spiral ascent. . .almost getting run over by the double decker bus at the UK in Epcot. . .the shoot-out in Frontierland. . .so many!!