First wonderful memory of Disneyland. I asked my Dad when I was 9 or 10, out of the blue if we could go to Disneyland. We lived about 12 hours away at the time. He didn't commit to a yes or no answer at that time. Which surprised me. I fully expected him to say no. But to my amazement with in a couple of days he said we could go. It was to be a Father/Daughter trip. None of my three "know- it- all" older brothers got to go or even my Mom. Just me and Dad. Needless to say I was stoked.
The trip was so fun. My dad got me to Disneyland and off we went. Nothing out of bounds. No adventure unexperienced. It was truly a Disney commercial moment. Thanks Disneyland and Thanks to a great DAD.