19 October 2011
A Dream Come True
It was a sunny clear morning in Orlando, Florida. The sun, shaped like a fresh Florida orange, was like a guiding light to our destination. The kids were in the back trying to hold in the excitement, but it seemed to be coming through their pores. The freshly polished Chevy Tahoe could not move fast enough down the last stretch of the road. Soon we began to see colorful oversized signs, and we knew that we were not far from Walt Disney World.
As we drove a little further, we could see the sign everyone wants to see at least once in their life; WALT DISNEY WORLD-Where Dreams Come True. My brother, Rashad and I were like five year old kids again. Our eyes were as big as beach balls; however, the kids were in the backseat talking each other's heads off. Once we parked, everyone exited and began to stretch their limbs, because we knew we had a full day ahead of us.
After everyone was done stretching, we made our way to registration. We were greeted by people dressed in clothing from the nineteenth century. The lobby had golden oversized chandeliers and right outside the lobby was a clear picturesque river. Once we were done with registration, we headed to our cozy little home away from home which was known as Alligator Bayou. The resort we were staying at was a depiction of New Orleans, Louisiana. It felt as though we were the only people there.
As we settled into our rooms, I took a few minutes to take in every detail of the room. The bedpost looked like fresh cut tree limbs. The bed was perfectly made with a towel figure of Mickey Mouse neatly placed. We sat down and tried to overcome the excitement but we were ready to get out and about. Our first stop of the day would be the infamous Epcot.
We began out short walk to the buses that would take up to our first adventure. Once on the bus I could hear and see all the overly excited children including mine. Everyone was talking about which park...