It has been touted as the happiest place on Earth, a site of adventure, fantasy, and a land of tomorrow. In this place, one need not be bound by the constraints of age, or the fear of appearing foolish. Wearing silly hats is the norm, and little girls can be transformed into princesses. This happy place is Disneyland.
Of course there is more than one Disneyland, but the one to which I am referring is the first, the original Park in Anaheim, California that opened in 1955. This is the Disneyland I have visited at least once a year since I was a small child. My latest visit was last Friday, and everything was decorated for Halloween.
We climbed aboard the horse-drawn streetcar, which took us to Sleeping Beauty castle. The castle provides entrance to Fantasyland by way of a drawbridge across a moat. I've been told it is a working drawbridge, though it hasn't been raised for more than twenty years.
Riding the bus back to the parking lot, I overheard a child say to his mother, "I don't want to leave Disneyland. I want to live there forever." Ah, if we only could!