- Made tons of friends
- Went to the parks all the time
- Had a strong dislike for my bed and its comfort
- Went out a lot
- Took tons of pictures
DON'T get me wrong its still a lot of fun and memorable and all that jazz but I came to realize something after coming across some ducks... literally.
Now at first you're probably thinking "Ethan, they're ducks, your having a life moment with ducks?" but hear me out!!
I found myself following the leader. Everyone did the same thing as the person in front of them would follow in the same footsteps by falling into the "Disney Bubble". Isolating themselves from the rest of the world whether it be family, friends or even the news and Disney has a way of taking advantage of its cast members when that occurs. I BECAME CONTENT WITH MY TWIN SIZE PLASTIC BED FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!
So what do I do? after working constantly, eating (literally), sleeping and thinking Disney, I realized I was starting to crack from how tired I was. No matter how much sleep I had, knowing I was going back to Disney for either work or playtime; I was tired and realized I needed to get away.
and that's exactly what I did! with this (relatively) planned trip, I made my way to California for a few days to witness a life changing event with Swedish House Mafia.
am I crazy? Well I work for Disney World