Well that really sucks, but I'm sure it's very true. Just remember, when they leave they have to go home to their miserable lives and probably to jobs they could care less about.Originally Posted by melmel
As for me, "Going to DisneyLand" is about the months and then weeks of anticipation. (I usually only get to go once, maybe twice a year) Then in the final week or so, we let our daughters know we are going and then the chaos begins as they count down the days, hours and minutes until we pack up the family truckster and head for CA. (OK, we only live in Phoenix, but it's still a road trip.)
As for me personally, it's the memories that come back when I come to a realization that I'm actually standing at the entrance to the park. It's funny how the memories, experiences and emotions come back and once inside there is this feeling that I was just here.
Of course, like someone else mentioned, there is the return to reality when I sit down and figure out how much money we have spent.