Where’s that heavy-duty magic?

It’s supposed to be the happiest place on earth…but combine one Mummy who really doesn’t like theme parks and an Impossible Princess suffering extremely from a bad case of shingles together with huge crowds and California’s relentless beating sun and it is more like:
Luckily, they had a cart ready especially for me:
Before we left Melbourne I often voiced my concerns about Disney(hell)land and everyone who had already been told me, “Just wait. You’ll get caught up in the magic.”

And there have been some fleeting moments of magic. Like The Pirates of the Caribbean Ride…or screaming the entire way around the Big Thunder Mountain Railroad…and discovering they have a most civilised way of dealing with badly-behaved felines in this land:

And, of course the castle…all decorated for the ‘holidays’:

But the only magic I’m looking for is the miracle cure to The Impossible Princess’s shingles. The pain is excruciating and she can’t sleep at night at all. Distraction and four-hourly doses of Panadol/Tylenol are the only way to keep her even vaguely under control.

Where’s that magic when I need it huh, Walt?

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