For as long as I can remember, I have always been in love with movies, magic, and how good would always conquer evil and how if you work hard enough any wish you had would come true. Perhaps that is why I always dreamt of going to Disney. Of course, that is any 5-year-old's dream, and my dad had promised my twin brother and I that he would take us, but as life would have it, years came and went and time passed and it just never happened. Not from lack of trying, but there were just other things that needed to be taken care of. Now, fast forward 15 years and now here I am a 20-year-old sophomore in college, and I finally hear those magic words fall from my dads mouth: "We're going to Disney World!" You can imagine my surprise and excitement when I finally knew I would be going to the happiest place in the world. Pure magic. Now, I know Spring Break has the images of alcohol and beaches associated with it, but I could not have been happier to go and spend a week with my twin brother and my dad.
Boy, was I right! Right from the get-go, our week was nothing but fun in the sun and business. We were able to explore Magic Kingdom on Monday, Tuesday was Animal Kingdom and Epcot (which ended up being one of my favorite places, probably because of the french cuisine), Wednesday was Universal, and Thursday was Hollywood Studios and Magic Kingdom in the evening, so we could end our magical week with the light parade and fireworks. It was amazing being able to see all the characters walking around the different parks. Not going to lie...I may have lost it when I saw Stitch!