Losing Feeling

We often talk about feelings in this blog. How watching fireworks, smelling the Polynesian lobby or eating Dole Whip can make us feel. But what happens when you lose feeling in the heart of the magic? More specifically the Magic Kingdom.

One thing I miss about being young in Disney is sitting in a stroller or being carried. You know we have all felt like we could use that in our adult lives with the amount of walking you could do during a day at the parks. I have very clear memories of being pushed in those awesome old school blue strollers. I remember how they sounded along the road and how I could bundle up during those (cold?) Orlando winters inside.

Isn’t it overwhelming once the fireworks have ended at Magic Kingdom, the park is closing and everyone is headed in the same direction? This is only to wait for a few monorails to fill up before making it to the top of the ramp for your turn to go onboard back to your hotel or the parking lot. Well, when you’re little, this never seems too bad when your dad is carrying you up said ramp and you can essentially pass out and not even remember how you got back to your Disney bed.


Wait this was about losing feeling. So one night as the parade went down Main Street, I watched high up on my dad’s shoulders. A perfect spot with no one in my way. At the end, my dad put me down and I fell right to the ground. I thought there was something wrong, couldn’t feel my legs or feet and sat there screaming for the attention of my family (who already started walking away-great). I had lost feeling!

Of course once it was explained that my feet/legs were just “asleep” and they had started to wake up, it was smooth sailing from that point. Cut me some slack, I was a kid!

Please note: This is the only time I have LOST feeling while in the most magical place on earth.


Sista Dillo


3 thoughts on “Losing Feeling

  1. I think that I lost a little bit of the feeling when I had an annual pass. Maybe it wasn’t such a loss of the feeling or a change in the feeling. There is something magical about not being able to just go to a Disney Park whenever you want to, specifically when you are a kid and are at the mercy of your parents to take you! Growing up, I went to Disneyland every Easter and maybe one more time a year, if I was lucky. I would plan out the rides for weeks, make a list, get overly excited…as an adult AP holder, that type of magic is gone. I still absolutely love the parks, but it doesn’t hold the same level of excitement. That kind of excitement now only happens for special events in the park or when I am taking someone who has never been. It takes a little extra to bring about the same level of enthusiasm. It’s different.

    • That makes sense. We have both worked in the parks and probably each went through a time where it didn’t feel as warm and fuzzy. But stepping away and making it more of a special visit, definitely keeps the magic going.

      • Definitely. I’ve not worked in a park for about three years and have not had my AP for Disney in nearly a year. I am hoping that a break will bring back a bit of the excitement!

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