**CONTINUED**
Kisses from the Fairy Godmother! <3
After the parade, I knew it was time to go. I had to make sure that I was not late for our Magical Express pick-up time and so there was nothing else I could really do in the time frame I had left except wander around Main Street and take pictures.
I was just so melancholy. It's impossible to fully enjoy your last moments at Disney World.
I was craving some ice cream, so I went into the Plaza Ice Cream Parlour and ordered a Mickey Mouse Kid's Cone. These, like most things at Disney, are far and away not just for kids, folks.
This quickly turned into one of my favorite things to eat at Disney. Not only is it beyond delicious, it's TWO DOLLARS AND EIGHTY CENTS INCLUDING TAX. It's funny, like 90% of Disney stuff is overpriced but every once in awhile they throw you a bone. I wonder how long it will stay that low price. I hope forever. OH MAN I want one of these so badly now. I am obsessed!
I ate three of them on my most recent trip. And it was not enough.
I always get Cookies & Cream on mine, but you can get any flavor. I plan on getting at least one per day on my next trip. No, ten! Ten per day.
On my way out, I spotted the Dapper Dans:
I love them so much!
As I walked toward the dreaded exit, I couldn't help but beg the Heavens.
Please, no. Please don't make me go back. I don't wanna go back. I want to stay. I have to stay. Just a little while longer. Please!
It turns out that if you ask God to bend time so that you can stay at Disney World, he instead uses his power to like, save lives and feed the hunger or some other thing that is way not as important as your vacation.
SIGH. Whatever, dude.
No, but REALLY I didn't want to walk out of that park. You have to leave Disney, though. As much as I would love to live in the area and visit all the time, I know it wouldn't be as special. I mean, I would still love it more than anything and it would still be my favorite place in the world, but it wouldn't be the escape that it is now. It would be like having Christmas once a month or something. Too much. You need to miss it.
For me, I always feel like we leave Disney World just as soon as I was really starting to settle in, but I think that's good. It means the adventure is never finished, just as Walt wanted it. Every time I leave Disney World, my heart is heavy, my eyes are wet, and my brain is working a mile a minute planning our next vacation. I hope it'll always be that way.
One last shot of the castle before I am torn away. Thank you, Walt. See ya real soon!
The rest of the trip was uneventful, lame, and depressing because it involved me LEAVING DISNEY WORLD which is always a horrific and traumatizing experience. It started POURING while we were waiting for our ME bus at Pop Century and I took that as an official sign from God that the world was grieving along with me.
As soon as I got on the bus, I started crying hysterically and did not stop for awhile. They were playing Grim Grinning Ghosts which just added to the waterworks. Le sigh... I love the Haunted Mansion so much.
We had a lot of time at the airport and I hate that. I just wanted to freaking leave. For me, as soon as I know I can't have any more Disney time, I just want to be home immediately. My mom was all like shopping in the stores and got food at the food court but I was too busy trying to figure out how I could get back to Disney ASAP. This is what I do every time. I just go completely into denial and tell myself I'm coming back in like a month.
I remember sitting there thinking that I should just dump out my savings account, blow my life off, call CRO and book a whole new trip starting NOW.
It would be so easy, I thought, to just walk right back out the door and start over again. So close... and yet so far!
The flight was uneventful and depressing. Did You Hear About The Morgans, a movie I had already seen, was the in-flight entertainment. This was good because of my endless appreciation for Hugh Grant's adorableness. However, I will now always associate that film with being sad about leaving Disney and that is never good.
There was a little girl on the flight who kept telling her parents she wanted to go back to Mickey Mouse. It was unbelievably cute. She kept stressing to her parents how badly she wanted to go back as if like, if she just asked one more time, maybe they'd take her right back there. And why wouldn't she? That's what Disney teaches us: Believe in your dreams with all your heart and they will come true.
"But I miss him! I want to go back to Mickey Mouse!"
I couldn't have agreed more. I wanted to go back to Mickey Mouse too. And guess what? Eighteen months later, I did.
I hope you enjoyed this insanely long trip report. I know I did. I can't tell you guys how much it means to me to share all of my adventures with you guys. Thanks so much to everyone, from those of you who popped in from time to time to my closest friends who are always here, to all the lurkers: THANK YOU!
The magic does not end here. It never will. Check out my new trip report:
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives... AT DISNEY WORLD!
Thanks again, guys! See ya real soon.
YOU'RE IN DISNEY RIGHT NOW!!!!!!!!!! 
Luckily they are all Disney freaks like me, so I should be good to go.
So I am going to try and remember what I said!
And I hope you follow along on my next trip!! (Beginning in T-Minus 5 DAYS!!!) I'M SO EXCITED! 
But I am going to do everything possible to make sure that "maybe I'm going" turns into a huge YES!!!!!!!!
I love them so much.
I am honored to be the first TR you read after the pizza!!! LOL. So glad you are back posting on my TRs, though I will miss your tweets from Disney. Hopefully in July we will be there together! 
soooo.... 
