I was originally going to make multiple posts with lots of photos. I think instead I'm going to do this one post.
So...here it goes.
|A smiley, friendly sun at |
Animal Kingdom Lodge
|Chair fabric at Animal Kingdom|
|Me at Disney Springs|
|Tim at Saana. He was with me for the|
first two nights of the trip
|The many bread dips of the |
Saana bread service
|My first night alone I walked|
around the Boardwalk and took photos
and listened to my audio book
|Buildings like this, at night, remind me of|
my special dreams that take place
in what I call "Dream City" so
I'm kind of infatuated with them.
Another place, at Disney, that gives me this
feeling is the city scene on the Mexico ride in
|Another picture from the night walk.|
It's kind of become a special, magical
memory to me. I was partly
there on the Boardwalk and
partly on a pirate ship with James Hook,
Smee, and Blackbeard.
|Frozen was the first |
ride I went on this trip.
|One of way too many photos I took|
in the Living with the Land greenhouse.
|There were many cast members|
inside the Greenhouse setting
up little scenes and also working
in the science area. That was cool to see.
I wish I had gotten
photos of that. Instead I got a photo of one
of the scenes they set up.
|This is the best photo of Spaceship Earth|
I've ever taken. It might be the best I've seen.
It's probably arrogant to feel I deserve
some kind of reward. But...I do.
|Disney construction and random strangers.|
Two things I like taking photos of.
|I was eating my Lefse and Rice pudding |
in Kringla Bakeri Og Kafe
when I suddenly noticed I had
a delightful butt view.
|A very cool plant at the Beach Club|
|Waiting for Rise of the Resistance |
to open in the morning. It had some problems.
|From Toy Story Mania.|
Peter Pan was especially special to me this trip,
because I was reading the book below.
|Splash Mountain. It may be a bit racist.|
But it is quite photogenic. I'm sure the Princess and
the Frog will be as well. Hopefully the racists will
boycott the new ride, and the lines will be short.
|I usually don't have much of a desire to ride |
Pirates of the Caribbean. The Captain Hook
book made me want to ride it twice. Though that
ended up not happening, because it shut down when
I was in line the second time.
|I used to have a crush on this guy. Now I|
pretty much despite him. Thanks to Serena Valentino.
|One of many photos I took of this guy.|
|Tom Sawyer Island. I didn't go there|
but liked the house and liked how
the photo turned out.
|I meant to go on at least twice but only|
went on once. I'm okay with that, though.
|Carpet at Space Mountain.|
I love Disney carpet so much.
I'm hoping we will still be able to take whole-family trips to Disney World or Disneyland. But I think there will also be more solo Disney trips for each of us. Jack took one last summer. I took this one. Tim is going in February.
I tend to have post-Disney-trip regrets.
My only one this time was that it seemed to be a birthday trip only inside my own head. I don't think anyone else got the memo.
No, I wasn't there exactly on my 50th birthday. I came home three days before...the reason being I didn't want to be there during the Thanksgiving week. But I had talked about it, and seen it, as being my birthday trip.
The only time my birthday was mentioned, though, was by the TSA agent, at the airport, just before I went through security. He noticed the date on my ID and wished me a happy birthday. I was delighted and imagined it would be the first of multiple mentions of my birthday on the trip. But it actually ended up being the last.
I didn't want any big surprises or an excessive amount of attention. I guess I would have wanted just a small acknowledgment. Like a text: Hope you're enjoying your birthday trip! Or a commemorative photo.
I briefly considered...maybe longed for...one of those celebration buttons. But I feared that would lead to awkward, embarrassing, and/or lonely moments.
Note: I did get several birthday wishes on my actual birthday from family, friends, and relatives. I appreciate that.
I think the mistake I made is depending on others to acknowledge that my Disney trip was a birthday trip. I should have done something myself to acknowledge it— bought myself a special birthday souvenir or labeled one of the many Disney treats I ate as a birthday treat.
In the end, though...being there was a gift in itself. And another gift is the prospect of future trips.
Next time I go, whether alone or with others, I'm going to make a point of labeling something I do or eat as a birthday thing. Even if it's months away from my birthday.
(I guess I ended up being talkative, after all. If anyone is surprised about that...they're either new here or haven't been paying enough attention)