Magical Moments

On our 2003 trip to Disney World, our brother came with us. It had been a few years since his last trip and he was, lets say...just not in the Disney spirit. On the second morning of our trip, we went to a character breakfast at Chef Mickey's. Mickey came over to our table, along with the other Disney characters, but my brother was too concerned with being "Mr. Cool" to worry about any of that.

That is, until Goofy came out and had the entire table to join in with singing and dancing. The next thing we knew, there was our brother, whirling his napkin in the air and dancing along with Goofy. It was priceless.

Then, on that same trip, my brother stepped down from his coolness and decided to ride the Rockin Rollercoaster (he had been too cool to ride any of the other rides). As we started out, he was lounging back in his seat, an expression of boredom on his face. Three minutes later, he was pumping his fist in the air and yelling "Yeah!! Yeah!! Yeah!!!!"

A 24-year-old had just become a Disneyphile!!! PRICELESS ºOº -- Tamara

My friend Debbie & I went down to Disney in May of '95. It was her 1st trip & my 3rd. The first ride that we went on was It's a Small World. We sat in our boat, kind of turned away from each other, looking at all the different scenes. After a while, we turned at the same time to say something & realized that we had both been crying tears of joy. It just goes to show you, it doesnt matter if it's your 1st time, 3rd or 30th, there really is something magical about being in Disney. -- Jenn

Several years ago my mother had just lost her best friend to cancer a few months before our annual family trip to Disneyland. While on our trip my mom tried to keep up a brave face and enjoy herself, but we all knew she was hurting. On our last night at the park we stopped by Big Thunder Mountain Railroad for a last ride. There was a very small line so we decided to ride again, and again. We ended up riding several times in a row and the CM working even began joking with us. We found out while standing in line his name was Joe and so on our final ride on the mountain we shouted "Hi Joe" while we were going through the station and several times during the ride. I think this was one moment when we were all truly happy. That moment alone was enough to be magical, but there's more. As we got off Joe handed us a free fastpass courtesy of CM Joe from Big Thunder. We made plans to go ride another ride before leaving, but we ended up needing to use a restroom and found ourselves walking between Big Thunder and the Rivers of America. For a very crowded night at Disneyland suddenly it seemed there was no one around us. Over near the entrance of Big Thunder stood Joe, under a light and the only other person we could see. He shouted "hello" and waved. It wasn't until we were out of the park and were looking at the fastpass that we never did use, that we saw Joe had signed the pass. It also dawned on us that Joe had something in common with my mom's best friend. It was his name. I still get goose bumps when I think of it and if I ever run into Joe again I will be sure to thank him for making our trip truly magical. -- Melissa Hartwick

My wife and I along with my parents took my 4 year old daughter (now 8) for her first trip to Disney world. Our first day there, we were able to have Breakfast with the Princesses at Cinderella's Castle, although we didn't have reservations. We then went to Animal Kingdom, and she was chosen to introduce herself and beat the drum to start the Pocahontas show. We then went to the Lion King show and she was chosen to parade around with the characters. After all this excitement, we went back to our room at the Contemporary to freshen up before going back to the Magic Kingdom for the Electric Light Parade. My wife and I, as well as Mimi and Papa were not getting ready fast enough for my daughter, who was hopping on the bed hurrying us along. I told her we had plenty of time, when she looked at me and said, " They won't be able to start the parade without me!" -- Larry

I had just recently gone through a sad and unexpected divorce, at the same time my parents moved to Florida. I decided the best way to move forward way to take my then 8-year-old daughter and I to visit them, and DisneyWorld. It was just the two of us, and we'd spent several days at Epcot, MK, and were finally at MGM. I was excited to go on the Tower of Terror, but my daugher was a bit more skeptical. We made it as far as the library, and once the video was finished she was in tears. Uncontrollable, panic. I try to reassure her that it was Disney, after all, they would never have something that would put her in danger. But she would have nothing to do with it! By now we were in line for the elevators, and her fear had reached a fevered pitch, when one of the Disney helpers came over to see what the problem was. His reassurance did nothing to help calm her, so he suggested I ride the ride by myself, and then maybe she would want to go afterwards. I was more than a little scared to be leaving an 8-year-old alone, but he reassured me he'd stay with her the entire time. Imagine my surprise when the ride ended, the doors opened, and there stood my daughter, dressed in the bellhop uniform announcing "Welcome back, I hope you all enjoyed your ride on the Tower of Terror!" Needless to say, there was nothing more magical for her than having the opportunity to go "backstage", be costumed, and to "work" at Disney! She was even given a certificate proving she was "Bellhop for the Day"! It just proved the magic way Disney can make everything better!! -- Kimba Morgan

We first took our son to DW when he was 4. My husband and I had congratulated ourselves numerous times for this timing, believing that he was old enough to enjoy and remember the trip, but young enough to love the characters and believe they were real. Needless to say, we were a bit dissapointed when he asked us on the plane enroute to our much anticipated vacation, if he would really be meeting Mickey, or if it would just be someone in a costume. Despite our vague answer, he decided, after our first day, that characters who talked were "real", but characters were didn't were costumed. Since he seemed content, we still had a great time.

On day 2, we waited in line at MGM to see Pooh, Eeyore, Piglet and finally TIGGER, my son's all time favorite. Tigger hugged Donovan, jumped with him, followed us when we tried to leave, jumped with him some more and lavished him with attention. As we walked away, Donovan looked up at me and said "Mom -- I think I've figured out who's inside that Tigger costume!" Me: "Who?" Donovan: " It's Tigger -- He's inside the costume!" Me (with tears in my eyes): Why yes, Donovan I believe it is." Disney Magic at it's finest! -- Vikki

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