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One of the perks (or curses, depending on how you look at it) of working for Disney was having a Silver Pass. The Silver Pass entitles employees and three friends or family members to have access to the amusement parks. Whenever friends or family visited me in LA, I usually took them down to Anaheim to spend the day at Disneyland. I went, not because I enjoyed going, because it was a spectacle and it was free. In my three years at Disney, I maybe visited the park over a dozen times. On one of my last trips, I came home, took the obligatory post-Disneyland nap (PDN) and then wrote this.

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Humans are not biologically evolved
to visit Disneyland.

At around 4pm in the afternoon,
kids get whiney and annoying,
parents get grumpy.
No one looks happy trying to
maximize their dollar to fun ratio.

The breaking point comes when
fanny packs outnumber smiles.
A long day of waiting is punchuated
by brief moments of forced adrenaline.

Being voluntarily assaulted by bright colors,
the perpetual crescendos of background soundtrack,
as well as resisting a biological fixation on crowds
is exhausting.

It has been a few weeks since my return from India and I’m still telling people about my stay there. It was a wonderful and amazing trip. I posted some photos online of what I saw there. I also have a diary that I kept on my journey which I’m in the process of editing so that I can respectably publish it.