Something about this place just took me over when I was about 4 years old. Now, I dont remember everything about my first trip per se, but I remember it was with my mom and stepdad, and i still retain visions, faint fragments, of what I saw.
I think the most vivid memory of that first visit was being dragged, kicking and screaming, onto POTC. All I knew about what was coming was that it was dark and that it had pirates in it. Well, dear ol' "Dad" was taking us all on that ride whether I liked it or not. The real bummer was that he gave me over to my mom to sit me on her lap, after which I promptly began wetting my pants. Kinda set the tone for the rest of the day for her. To this day she hates him for that.
My other shards of memory that day/night consist of seeing this curious, sparkling being streaking over the Castle, seeing some rather beautiful women dancing among twirling sticks of fire on a stage near a dark river, mermaids floating and circling peacefully off in the distance of shadowy, dream-like water, and clapping my hands and stomping my feet at this big singing bear's command.
We'd go back...year after year. I'd grow a little more and retain more memories, developing more appreciation for the color and detail of the place. I remember thinking how curious that water molcules looked like little floating Mickey-heads. I remember how the Matterhorn went from looking like a frantic flight thru a lumber yard to an actual icy mountain dotted with caves and monsters. I remember thinking there was no finer meal than a chocolate chip cookie dipped in hot cocoa while watching the fireworks. And yeah, I remember that first heart-stopping teenage kiss in the Haunted Mansion with Kelly.
I'll be there again this evening, watching whatever swing band is scheduled at Carnation.....strolling the lands, watching the lights. I'll be looking for things that still remind me of those days. They'll be hard to find, seeing how dramatically the park has changed over 35 years. But maybe really all I need is to get a whiff of that Pirate water....maybe take a sip of that cocoa....
Share your childhood memories here, and dont worry about making a post and remembering something later that you wished you'd mentioned. I'm sure other things will come back to me.