Little Snax comes to town

Fourteen years after we first met, little Debbie had flown over to the UK as her little sister Katie was getting married. The weddning was in Wales at the weekend so Sunday she took a train to Paddington where I met her at the station.

Debbie was one of my dearest friends back at Walt Disney World, we had shared magic, shared tears and shared laughter. Having not seen her since we last caught up in Boston in 2005 it had been a long long while.

So arriving at Paddington we took a train home to the flat so we could drop her bags. I had asked if there was anything that she really wanted to do but it was more about catching up. We chatted about times past, times news. Then took a trip on the DLR to Canary Wharf to see the new area of the city and show Debbie the route she would be taking the next morning. We stopped by at Chillis's for a cocktail.

When we got back I cooked a Roast Chicken and Debbie said she had as some surprises. The first was a wedding gift each. Something for Dusan and I. She bought us a beautifull Disney Partners watch. Then she pulled out this folder and spotting a Mickey Mouse Card I said... "I have that Staionary". She had bought every letter I ever wrote her. They dated back from when she left Disneyworld to go home to Illinois and were as old as November 1995. Letters from a day when we didnt have the internet. Cards I had written, post cards I had written, letters I had written. Letters about things I did at Disney, Letters about trips back to the States. Letters talking about dreading leaving. Letters talking about wishing I was back there. There she had every letter and card I had ever written and on them the sat the memories of my years at Disney. Reading them was like taking a trip down memory lane. I could feel the emotion, the feer of saying goodbye and coming home.

But we did it. We all went, had the time of our lives, left and survived. Like the saying goes, what doesnt break you will make you stronger. Disney gave us the foundations to be the people we are today. The drive to succeed. Afterall, at 22 for me and just 19 for Debbie we achieved our goal and worked at Disney World.

After work last night we went on to Cafe Rouge and met Debbies friend from Disneyland Paris, Amita. Cafe Rouge seemed appropriate as they met in Paris. We all enjoyed dinner together.

Debbie and I have promised 2 things. We will write again. Not email or facebook, but write letters and cards like we used to. Secondly, the letters and cards we wrote back then, we will swap. For the ones she now has from me are my memories, the ones I will have from her will be her's.

Safe trip home Debbie xx