Loving Disney Is Complicated

Two years ago, I came to the realization that I needed to stop inundating my husband with stories, videos, trip ideas, recipes, and fun facts about Walt Disney World or I was going to end up vacationing alone.

I knew it was time to create an outlet for my obsession. Thus, Main Street Pop In was born. And, just like you’d expect in a Disney storyline, something magical happened.

Neighbors, friends, relatives, former co-workers, my kids’ teachers, readers of the blog, and other writers started making contact. A whole world of Disney people opened up to me. So much so that my husband recently said, “I hate to admit it, but actually kind of miss talking about Disney.”

Main Street Pop In isn’t the biggest or the showiest of websites. We don’t offer e-books or planning spreadsheets. We can’t book stuff for you, and we don’t have an Etsy store. No one asks us to mention their products or place ads on our site.

We’re just normal people (kind of) whose hobby is Disney. Our weekly newsletter is a quick fix and probably takes about two minutes to read. Just open, glance, and delete. (But, if you want to hang out longer we do offer links to blogs and photos.)

At Main Street Pop In, we try to think of everyone’s tastes when we put recommendations out there. Is it your first trip or your tenth? Vacationing with a baby or a teen? Maybe you’re traveling without kids (which is an awesome and completely different experience).

You see, Disney isn’t for everyone, but Disney has something for everyone. 

Instead of branding things as good or bad, we try to describe in a way that will help you decide if it’s right for you.

There was a time when I thought I knew it all. I would actually tell people not to do certain things purely because I didn’t like them. Then I learned a humbling lesson from a woman I met at Walt Disney’s Enchanted Tiki Room.

On impulse, my son and I decided to make an impromptu afternoon visit to the Magic Kingdom. Everyone else in our group stayed behind to swim. It was a busy day, and we had zero Fastpasses. Waits were long everywhere, but not at the Enchanted Tiki Room.

I couldn’t even remember the last time I had entered the Enchanted Tiki Room. I wasn’t that into it. Even without a wait, I really did not want to go. Options were limited; however, so my kiddo convinced me to do it.

We sat in the front row, next to an older woman and her husband. The woman started talking to my son about how much she loved the attraction, and how she had to see it every time she came to the park. My son asked, “why?”

Her answer changed my attitude forever.

“It was my sister’s favorite attraction and we came here together every year, usually on her birthday,” she said. “Now she’s gone, but I still come. When I sit here and the music starts, I remember my sister singing along. She knew all the words.”

The lights dimmed and the show started. Not only did our seatmate sing along, but most of the audience did too.

I no longer skip the Enchanted Tiki Room the way I once did, and every time I watch the show, I remember those sisters. People occasionally sing along but never have I heard an audience join in so sweetly as they did that day.

So, why do I spend so much time reading and writing about a place that already has the attention of thousands of other writers and social influencers?

Because a dreamer named Walt once said his parks “will never be complete…as long as there is imagination left in the world.” And to me, that means Walt Disney World and those who love it will never run out of stories. 

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