The gates of Disneyland itself was a trigger for heightened levels of excitement. Ever since childhood tiptoed in and went off quietly, a part of that free phase of our lives, we harbour even being adults. My moment of awe came in, at Disneyland, as Mickey and Minnie danced, a grumpy Donald duck tried to bake a cake, Wendy and Tinkerbel came singing merrily, pushing down memories of Neverland and Far far away into the mind of a young woman. Not just me, but middle aged parents too, who couldn’t get enough of all the rides! Holds so true when they say, ‘It’s never late to go to Disneyland’.