Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate’s life for me…
I can still remember the first time I rode the Pirates of the Caribbean ride in Disney World at the age of four. I was nervous at first. Being just four, the skeletons, the storm, the dark… it all seemed a little bit scary. But after I survived that “oh so big” drop, I could hear the pirates singing, and I was able to enjoy the rest of the ride! And may have then begged my parents to ride it a few more times… and convinced them to buy me one of those paper mâché parrots from the Pirate’s Bazaar Gift Shop (which I still own and hangs in my loft to this day.)