The arrival. We walk up to the gates. The crowd is growing, masses are streaming in as we enter a lineup. All kinds of accents and languages are being spoken. Families include the very old and the very young. My brother and I try to make this journey annually. It brings us back to our roots, our childhood and the grandparents that taught us about this magical place. We are excitedly humbled and overwhelmed with nostalgia and gratitude. An investment into imagination and fun. We are so fortunate to still have each other and share the same passion for Disneyland.
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