My recent trip to Disneyland has made me realize how old I’m getting. I mean, not old old, like grandma old. But I am definitely starting to notice the differences between my early twenties and my mid-twenties as far as energy and excitement levels go.
I got to the park around noon on Friday, and for the first hour or so, I was like a little kid visiting for the first time. I began planning what rides I wanted to go on and what I wanted to see; I envisioned the foods I would eat and souvenirs I would buy; I even chased down Ariel so I could get a picture with her. But like I said, this all only lasted for the first hour…
Then I started waiting in the long lines to go on the rides, and that got old real fast. So did all of the loud noises, the chaotic crowds, and the abundant amount of walking that one has to do while at an amusement park. And the kids – oh my god, the kids! There were so many! Yes, I know this is Disneyland we’re talking about, but wow. I should also mention that most of them were crying/misbehaving/making a mess/smelly/breaking things, which only added to their “appeal.” I never thought I would say this, but after being at Disneyland for two days, I would be ok with not ever having any children. And that says a lot coming from someone who once wanted six kids of her own. But I digress. With the combination of the long lines, loud noises, non-stop walking, cluster fucks of people, and bratty children, I found myself utterly exhausted by 8pm and more than ready for bed.
It’s funny to notice the changes in one’s personality that come with getting older. The last time I went to Disneyland at the age of 20, I went on every ride, took pictures with every character, got to the park as soon as it opened and stayed until it closed. During my most recent visit, I attempted to do the same, but would have much rather hung out by the hotel pool with a margarita instead.
Don’t get me wrong, I had a great time in Disneyland; I really did. I just think that for my next vacation, I will go somewhere a little bit more peaceful. And with a lot less kids.