My family planned a trip to Disneyland, and honestly, I wasn't into it. Sure, I felt the magic at age 6: Alice, Cinderella, Tinker Bell, and Autopia captured my little girl heart. The Matterhorn loomed large and It's a Small World gave me my first glimpse of a world beyond our borders.
Surprisingly, last Friday, I again succumbed to the fantasy. It's hard to resist the Magic Kingdom. Leaning forward eagerly, we navigated the African Nile River, the Jungle Cruise guide shouting that hippos were surfacing off to our right. I gripped the bar and hung on tight as we bounced along the Indiana Jones Adventure and disappeared into Space Mountain, floated by the Pirates and wenches of the Caribbean, then scared ourselves silly in the Haunted Mansion and even rode Mr. Toad's Wild Ride, for old times sake.
Strolling back to Main Street and the exit, we had done it all: hit our favorite adventures, watched the shows, bought the mouse ears and magic wands, when we collided with a crazy over the top parade of Disney characters snaking through the park – waving, leaping, waltzing, singing and spinning madly. I couldn't wipe the grin off my face. They had me 100%.
Every day of the year, Disneyland gives it everything they've got and then some.
Now, I'm brainstorming ways I can build the "Disneyland Method" into my business.
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