Charting new courses to old places
- The Sign -
The entrance to Disneyland. Very much a happy place for me.
I’ve been there a couple of times as a kid, and a couple of times as an adult.
As a kid, it is pure magic.
As an adult, you hear from people “it is crowded, expensive, perhaps even garish. A tourist destination designed to separate you from every last dollar and every last once of sanity.”
Here’s the thing though…
When I pass under that sign on the entryway arch, I’m a kid again.
Pure magic.