The last time I went to WDW, it was with my kids and parents: age spread 7 to 87—everyone had fun. Mom lost her prescription glasses “somewhere” the day before, and was disappointed she couldn’t appreciate the full visual impact of the Magic Kingdom, sans myoptic accommodation. Out of the blue, as we strolled down Main Street, I turned to mom and said, *“It’s a shame you lost your glasses, you’re missing a lot.” * Just as I said that, a middle aged couple was passing our group in the opposite direction. The wife cocked her head, turned to our direction and said, *“You weren’t, by chance, on the ferry boat at the Grand Floridian *(one of Disney’s Hotels) yesterday, where you?” I replied, “why, yes we were.” She said, “I found a pair of glasses left on the boat and turned them into the hotel’s lost & found; they were rose-colored, cat eye plastic frames.” “That’s them”, rejoiced mom, and she was reunited with her glasses later that day.
Of the, I’m guessing 100,000+ people at WDW that day, I just happen to mention my mother’s lost glasses, just as the person who found them the day before, in an entirely different part of the resort from our present location, was passing in earshot. Amazing.
Later that day, still at the Magic Kingdom, my youngest daughter tugged my arm, pointed, and said, “that dad’s being mean to his son.” I turned to see a young boy being strong-armed and heartily spanked by an irritated looking fellow, who I assume to be the boy’s father. I barely had a chance to process the visual data in my brain before the man and child were converged upon and surrounded by Mickey, Goofy and the rest of the Disney Gang, completely blocking them from view. I couldn’t see what was going on inside the circle where Mickey had gone, but Goofy and the others started doing a little jig as they circled around. After about 30 seconds, the circle of characters disbanded and father and son emerged hand-in-hand. The boy bore an ear-to-ear grin. Dad’s face looked like that of a Stepford Wife.
Disney World is a magical place…and a little bit scary.