Over the weekend, the kids and I went to Magic Kingdom. We haven’t just popped over to that Park in awhile. Usually it’s DAK or EPCOT; and if it is Magic Kingdom it’s with a specific purpose or two in mind. But yesterday we had something to eat at Poly and then decided to pop over for no particular reason. (Actually I suspect the kids just liked the idea of hopping on the monorail.)
After all these years I still have these funny little moments. I’ll be walking down Main Street or a parade will go by or I’ll see a tired dad with his daughter on his shoulders—clearly enduring the trip of a lifetime—and I think, “this is always happening, like a mile away… All of the dinners and laundry and regular day-to-day I’m doing all day every day and this whole scene is unfolding, this whole mass of humanity is over here, just like a mile away.” You’d think it would wear off but honestly it’s even more so these days. The more normal my life is here, the weirder it is that Magic Kingdom is just over the tree line.
Like I said, we’d taken the monorail to get to the Park so decided to mix it up and take the resort launch boat back. I would have happily walked the whole thing but the kids weren’t in the mood and it was running late anyway. (We hadn't even had dinner yet.)
The sun was setting as we pulled into Poly and I caught this pretty view of the new Island Tower behind one of the original older buildings over the water. I think back to all of the talk about whether it would mesh with the rest of the resort and, at least at this angle, I'm struck by how well one flows into the other, past to present. Snapped this. Really loved it when I looked back at it at home later and was up stupid late editing it and getting everything otherwise ready here.
Shot at 35mm, 1/3200 sec, f/1.4, ISO 100.