Why I Don't like Disneyland (No offense Sarah or Char)

OK, there are 60,000 people in one place. The bathrooms are always crowded. People are constantly looking at you like you are a waste of space because you are in theirs. Kids are throwing up cotton candy and pickles. People are not wearing enough clothes. I have to sit in the same seat as the girls who are pretty much wearing denim underwear. Yuck! The lines aren't just long, they are ridiculous. Ridiculous because in the time it would take me to wait to ride Pirates of the Caribbean, I could be in the Caribbean. And with the price of admission, it just might be cheaper. There are grown men in tights walking around like they own the place, and I am not just talking about the cast members. I have blisters on the back of my ankles. Not from my tennis shoes (I wore Rainbows) but from the 389 strollers that rammed me from behind. There are more wheelchairs in Disneyland than anywhere on the planet. Fakers, who get rewarded by cutting in front of me, shortening their wait time by 3 hours per ride. Who says cheating doesn't pay! I don't mean to be so negative. Someone I really respect LOVES Disneyland and I get it. It is a place where your 8 year-old dreams can come true. But my 26 year-old dreams were squashed by the rather large lady with a cane who swooped in on my bench! MY BENCH! I guess its people like me that make Disneyland what it is. Sarah, you are my hero! I love you for seeing the good in all people and even all places! I will work on it. Although I will probably never go to Disneyland again, I now how have incredible memories there with Charlotte, Sarah, Beth, Katie and Annie! You girls made all the difference in the world!!!! Oh yeah! And It's a Small World sucks!