When I was 9 my dad had a job interview trip in Newport Beach, CA. He brought me on the trip and we stayed at the Disneyland Hotel. He gave me a book of ride tickets (park was free then), and each morning I would get on the monorail, ride it into the park, and spend the day going on rides, etc. I must also have had some cash to pay for food/drinks. He spent those days interviewing. As a 9 year-old living in Memphis, that was magical.
He took that job and we moved. As a teen my friends and I went about every weekend to see the bands and go on a few rides. Again, the park was free then, so we only had to buy tickets for rides and buy food.
Disney is so expensive now I don’t know if we’ll go back to any of their parks. But then the grandkids aren’t old enough to ask yet.
