This past week, I had the opportunity to visit one of my favorite places on the planet - Disney World.
For as long as I can remember, I have always loved Disney. From Mickey and Minnie, to the Disney princesses, to the roller coasters at the Disney theme parks, I have always been a Disney girl.
When I got the chance to stay at my favorite Disney hotel - Old Key West Resort - for a few days, I was ecstatic.
On the day of the trip, my parents and I loaded up our car with suitcases and groceries, picked up my cousin Taryn who was coming along with us, and headed toward Orlando.
After we arrived at the hotel and checked in, we began the tedious task of dragging all of our belongings up three flights of stairs to our room.
I was the first member of my family to make it up the stairs, so I took out my room key to open the door. However, I could not manage to figure out where to insert the key.
The only thing beside our door was a small box with a Mickey head on it, and I had unsuccessfully tried sliding my room key through every nook and cranny of it.
I thought maybe the box had an opening panel for the room key, so I pulled on the top of it. To my dismay, the top portion of the box yanked right off, revealing some sort of electronic system inside.
I hurriedly tried to put the box back together, but to no avail. I began to panic until my dad came and fixed the box, thankfully returning it to its working state. I quickly realized that rather than sliding my room key through something, I simply had to hover my key in front of the "magic box."
The next day, my dad, Taryn, and I headed to Magic Kingdom. We boarded our hotel's complimentary bus service to the park around noon, and were pleasantly surprised to find that it was not overly crowded.
We rode several roller coasters, had a delicious lunch, and found ourselves exhausted. Since we were able to take advantage of Disney's Extra Magic Hours, which kept the park open until 1 a.m. for guests staying at a Disney hotel, we decided to go back to the hotel and come back later.
Later that evening, after a long nap and eating dinner, we headed back to the park. We rode one of my favorite rides - Space Mountain. When we exited the roller coaster, we found it was sprinkling.
We decided to get in line again for the ride, hoping the rain would stop after we got off. However, when we stepped off the ride, it was pouring and thundering outside!
We crowded inside the small shop connected to the end of the ride, along with several dozen other people. As it neared 11 p.m. we decided to purchase rain ponchos from the shop and trudge our way across the park.
After buying our ponchos, and a few energy drinks for motivation, we set out to find open rides.
Our ponchos did little to protect us from the downpour, and I ended up sloshing around in water after stepping in a large puddle. We made the best of our rainy situation, and rode several indoor rides to escape from the lightening crackling across the sky.
The rest of our vacation thankfully went unscathed by rain, but storm clouds were constantly looming over our heads. Although I nearly accidentally damaged hotel property, and we had to deal with a little rain on our parade, I still had a great time at the "happiest place on earth."