My mom swears up and down that we went to Disney world when I was a baby (so 1975) but she can’t produce any photographs so I think she is crazy!
I do have very vivid memories of our trip in October of 1978 when I was 4 ½ years old.
I remember the feel of the sun and the smell of the air. I remember drinking juice from the little plastic cups shaped like oranges (and I remember not liking the taste of it!)
I remember the Tiki Room (especially the rainstorm) and meeting the Florida Orange Bird.
I remember riding Pirates of the Caribbean and my grandmother freaking out about the drop and I remember sitting on the fountain in the gift shop and listening to the sounds of the pop guns.
I remember sitting on a planter near 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea with my cousin, who was also 4 at the time, and having a long discussion (well, a long discussion for 4-year-olds) about whether or not the subs were free floating or on a track (we realized quickly they were on a track and were kind of disappointed).
I remember sitting on a planter (we sat on a lot of planters this trip – I assume to wait while someone in our party bought more tickets for rides!) outside a store in Tomorrowland and watching the statue of the Coppertone girl (and her dog) rotate at the top of a Coppertone display (and I remember being rather scandalized that the dog was pulling down the back of her bikini!)
I remember the 3 O’clock parade and all of the characters carrying balloons and I remember The Big Bad Wolf smacking my dad on the head with his balloon when my dad booed him.
I remember being so distraught that Dumbo was closed that day, because that was the one ride I wanted to go on, so to make it up to me my mom bought me a plush Dumbo (and my cousin a plush Elliot since Pete’s Dragon was his favorite movie).
And I remember crying when it was time to leave.
Haha I literally thought it was something to pull at that age :ROFLOL:
