1.7.2011
Magic

Dear Disneyland,
I guess I just don't understand how you can never get old. You're always changing, always morphing into something more amazing, more magical. Every time I go I'm dazzled by the sheer size of everything, from the minute details of the rides to the grand scale of the shows. And guess what? You've done it once again.
Even at the ripe old age of 21, you never cease to make me happy. I rode all my favorite rides, lost my voice screaming just for the hell of it, took some attractive looking ride pictures, whiffed some giant turkey leg, spent a shitload of money on theme park food, and wowed me with your brand new World of Color show.
Disneyland, you are magical.