Let me tell you a story …

Once upon a time there was a little girl with long red hair, who grew up on an island far far away. She didn't have a lot of contact with western media, but she did watch Disney movies. She knew most of the songs off by heart and would act out the stories she loved the most; Pocahontas, Beauty and the Beast, Aladdin, The Lion King, The Little Mermaid.  

This little girl day dreamed about one day going to the 'happiest place on earth' where there were castles and princesses, rides and people in costumes, mouse ears and fireworks. But she dreamed about it as someone would dream about going to the moon, a nice idea but not something that was ever going to happen. 

That little girl grew up, her hair got darker and shorter. She left behind girly day dreams and princess stories. She studied hard, got a job and lived her life. Disneyland was left back in her childhood. 

Then she had friends who now lived in Vancourver who she really wanted to visit them. And she was tired of always waiting, so she decided to just go. And if she was going to go all the way to Vancouver it really was not that far to then catch a plane down the coast to a certain magical theme park. 

About 6 months ago she bought the tickets. And today she walked through the gates and was so excited she almost cried (not that I'm proud of that, but hey it was an accumulation of a lot of expectation). 

And it was a beautiful day; filled with rides, Mouse ears, character photos, rides and princesses.