I’m not a huge fan of theme parks. I’m not really a fan of organised fun of any kind. I don’t like the crowds, or the piped music, or the overpriced, dodgy food, or the merchandising opportunities round every corner.
But I make an exception for Disney. Maybe it’s because I have very happy childhood memories of Disneyworld. Maybe it’s because of the utterly surreal attractions like The Enchanted Tiki Room. Or maybe it’s the astonishing attention to detail.
I’ve never been any where quite like a Disney theme park. No detail is too small to be overlooked. From the staff members’ multifarious appropriate uniforms, a particular favourite being the lederhosen worn by the attendants at the Matterhorn bobsleigh ride, to the complete absence of any rubbish, and the staff sign in the ‘It’s a bugs’ world’ area which says “worker bees only”. Nothing whatsoever spoils Walt Disney’s perfection. Even dull legal notices are themed. As they’d say here, it’s awesome. If the folks at Disney put their minds to it, they could rule the world.