Real Snow on Main Street- Almost..

Each issue, my friends at Celebrations Press do a fantastic job of bringing the magic right to subscribers’ doorsteps. One of my favorite sections of the magazine is the letters from the editors. Tim Foster‘s message really happened to stick out in my mind in this issue.

Titled “Brrr…!,” the letter discussed the unbearably cold weather most of the United States experienced this winter. He mentioned a fact that “during one week in January, there was snow in 49 of the 50 states, with the exception being, you guessed it, Florida.” Florida is the place where my family escapes to when we can’t handle another snow day. However, this year was a little different. Although Florida didn’t have snow, it presented us with a below freezing day on December 26.

I started off the day with jeans, a Grand Floridian t-shirt, and a Mickey Mouse sweater. With one foot out the door of our room, I quickly realized there was no way that was going to cut it. I quickly put on my winter coat, as did the rest of my group, and we hit the road to Magic Kingdom for some early morning magic. For Christmas week, it was strangely uncrowded, and we encountered many short lines for attractions and even a few characters (possibly because half of the park was in line to meet Rapunzel).

By mid-afternoon, we added gloves and scarves to our wardrobes, but kept on going with our day. The cold was definitely not going to slow us down.Unfortunately, we didn’t consider what would happen when the minuscule amount of sun we had disappeared for the evening.

As the moon rose high above Cinderella Castle, the temperature declined. Although Weather by Day claims that the record low for the month of December is 20 degrees, I believe it had to have been colder. Despite the fact that we had three layers on, the cold was tearing us down. We huddled into the Emporium and investigated its stock of sweaters, hoodies, and sweatshirts. My friend, Emily, and I journeyed over to the little girl’s section and grabbed two extra-large light pink “value sweatshirts,” which certainly lived up to their name. They were only $20 a piece, and mine has become one of my favorite items of clothing to lounge in.

We added our fourth layers and decided to brave the cold once more. Wishes was going to begin soon, so my family chose a prime viewing spot in the middle of Main Street USA. Even with a fourth layer, the heat we discovered indoors stayed there when we left. There was only one obvious thing we hadn’t tried: hot chocolate! We sent my dad on a hot chocolate run and anxiously awaited his return. I must add that my dad is absolutely passionate about his Disney hot chocolate. As I was writing this article, I asked him what made him so obsessed with it. He replied, “The taste is so natural and delicious and unlike any other hot chocolate I’ve ever had.” The moment I sipped my hot chocolate on that frosty December night, I wholeheartedly agreed with him. There was never anything so warm and tasty as that. It gave us a slight energy boost, enough to keep us in the parks until 1 am.

When we got home, and I showed the pictures to my friends, I always pointed out what we were wearing. My friends and family had a really hard time believing me. This is why I was so excited to see Tim’s letter. Someone else had experienced this prime example of Mother Nature’s indecisive mind! However, he described it from a perspective I had never even thought of. Tim wrote, “it’s a wonderfully unique experience to warm up with a cup of hot chocolate in the Magic Kingdom.” That statement couldn’t hold more truth. In the blazing summer, or really the majority of the year, one wouldn’t dream of getting a hot beverage instead of a refreshing Dole Whip.

Months later, as I write this on a sunny beach in South Florida, I realize that our cold day in the Kingdom wasn’t so bad after all. It was quite magical, a gift, really. It’s not like we let the cold get in the way of our fun, and at least it didn’t rain! Then again, had it rained, instead of soapy snowflakes on Main Street, there would’ve been some of the pure, natural, catch-on-your-tongue variety. To that I say, bring it on, Jack Frost! The more, the magical!

Faith, Trust, & Pixie Dust,