You know how certain newspapers spit vile hatred
towards a certain group of people they just decide ‘ruined the country’ every
so often? Well, whilst getting the bus
the other day I happened to pick up a paper like this as we were caught in a
traffic jam, and the target of all derision was the baby boomers.
Now I certainly don’t hate this generation (please
tell me nobody actually hates a whole generation of people) but just when i
think I might be lusting after that giant pension or massive cheap houses they apparently
have I need to give myself a shake, as I’ve figured out what’s even better than
either of those things….
I was born in Disney’s Renaissance Era….yup, I win.
Apparently when I was 2 the folks at Disney hit on
a run of films and turned out many a classic, and here was I thinking it was
just rose tinted glasses on my part. The
Little Mermaid, Aladdin, Beauty and the Beast, Pocahontas…all films I grew up
with and sang along to. Apparently not
every generation had a run of hits like that and were spoiled for Disney
choice, I never stood a chance, was hooked.
When I was 7 my Mum and Grandma took my brother and
I to Orlando and we loved it so much we went back again when I was 9. We were hoping to go when I was 22, but much
drama ensued and I never went along (hey, I did get engaged instead). My friend Christine and I would often speak
about going to Disney World when we both came back from Singapore and I’d run
little tests via online travel agents to work out the costs.
When I was in Singapore and unable to get out and
about due to tropical thunder storms the first thing I’d think to do would be
to settle down to watch Disney movies.
Daisy dog, in her more sprightly days, got lifted like Simba, I often
sing “little town, full of little people” or “just around the river bend”
(depending the locations obvs), and spent my time snorkelling in Tioman humming
“under the sea”. The only time I’ve ever
shied away from Disney is when we had a 3 day thunder storm in Singapore and I
was stuck inside with 2 under 3’s, one of which was obsessed by Frozen, and
right there I thought that taking them to a mall playpark wouldn’t be quite so
bad (it would dear reader, it really would).
Ok, so that Frozen misadventure aside, we agree I'm
Disney obsessed. Therefor it was only
for so long that my poor enduring husband could put up with requests for us to
travel to Orlando and so I can announce that WE ARE GOING TO DISNEY!
I love travel anyway, but I have never been so
excited to go on holiday. We’re a whole
year away, but what with dining reservations needing to be booked 6 months in
advance I'm taking that it’s perfectly acceptable to be this excited, this
early. Not even the exchange rate can
put a damper on my plans. Get ready to
hear an awful lot about my holiday!
