Ah, Disneyland. I've been there more times than I can count, and it's one of my favorite places in the world. My family and I love going there together, and we have the best time together when we are there. I love all the rollercoasters, the food, and the sheer happiness that comes with being in Disneyland. I have traveled all over the world, and I can definitely say that one of my favorite places in the world to be is Disneyland.
Disneyland is known by many as "The Happiest Place on Earth", and that is definitely for good reason. There almost seems to be magic around every corner of the park, and there is a joy that is felt there that I can't fully explain. I just know that I feel so happy when I am there. Every time I walk onto Main Street USA and I hear the happy music playing, I know that I am about to have the time of my life. I always do! Disneyland is a place where I can both have my heart stop as I free-fall down an elevator shaft and my eyes fill with joy while I watch the fireworks fill the night sky. Whenever I'm there, it's like I've been transported to a world of wonderful fantasy.
When I have to leave, I always feel a certain kind of sadness.
When I leave Disneyland, I find myself back in the "real world" and no longer in a world of make-believe. My vacation is over, and it's time to resume my adult responsibilities. When I first leave Disneyland, I realize that I can no longer sing and dance in public, ride thrilling roller coasters or eat cake pops on a consistent basis, like I did on my last trip. I have to go back to either work or school, which is definitely no Fantasyland.
The first thing I feel is the depression I mentioned earlier. It's sad knowing that I can no longer stay in a place of pure joy. While I may be twenty years old, I still love to occasionally dive into the world of Disney and the happiness it brings. There's just something about Disney that makes it one of the most magical things in the world.
The real world, however, is slightly less magical. So whenever I leave Disneyland, I find myself missing that magic just a little bit. However, I still carry those magical memories with me, and I always remember them whenever I need a smile. While I still feel Post-Disneyland Depression from time to time, I also understand that if I were there all the time, it wouldn't be as special. I wouldn't feel the magic as much as I do when I come back to Disneyland after a year or two of being away.
Though I may still leave the park with tears in my eyes, I am always sure to turn around to Main Street USA one last time and say to myself, "Goodbye for now. I'll see ya real soon."
