Reliving Fond Memories
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"O Tomorrowland, Where Art Thou??"
*sigh*
When I was a kid, my friends and I ran down Main Street as the ropes touched the ground. We left the parents behind. They knew where we were going, and they could finish their coffee, round up their bags and patiently follow.
As we cleared the Camera Shop, our paths veered to the right. I guess for a kid, the speed and excitement of the future held sway over the past and fantasy, no matter how alluring.
Tomorrowland was for us!
Nice visual.
Slowing down as we passed the bathrooms, he herded ourselves into Adventure Thru Inner Space. After that we ran up the escalators to The PeopleMover, gliding through the outer reaches of the land, then looking down into the shops and getting a sneak peak at Space Mountain. The sight of the glowing rockets speeding through dark space got us in the mood, and we went on that next. Then again and again. In the distance a rock band started playing as they emerged from the ground at Tomorrowland Terrace.
We usually tore through the entire land, before moving to the rest of the park in a counter clockwise sweep. Tomorrowland was always fun. Even the cheesiest stuff (World of Tron and the SuperSpeed Tunnel) was always a kick. The Mod Hatter, the Skyway, Mission to Mars, the dizzying Astrojets. Even America the Beautiful. There was so much to do.
We’ve heard this before…
Nowadays its a different scene. Sadly I am hardly on that side of the park. There is nothing to bring me there. Slowly, over time, the attractions have disappeared with nothing to replace them. Nothing but a rotating mall, a fast food restaurant and an aging 3D movie. The smell of greasy cheese bread wafts through the desolation, as children stand around a large wet ball, wondering what it does. The large new Autopia is far out of my age category. A portion of my Disney experience has gone away. From the windows of the passing train, I watch and fight off a heavy sense of loss.