“Here you depart today and enter the world of yesterday, tomorrow and fantasy,” I read as I walked through the doors of what seemed to me, at the time, a place full of deception, corruption and lost dreams. Little did I know that this place would become a staple in my life when I needed to rediscover my sense of perfect contentment. When I visited Disneyland in 2011, ten years after my first visit, all my prejudices of a brainwashing society faded away. Instead, I realized that this very place was full of enough dreams and magic to bring a sullen teenager out of a tantrum and into a state of contentment. Disneyland had the power to restore the stolen innocence of the young and fragile. In the spring of 2011, my family planned a visit to the theme park. I didn't really like it because of my rebellious "I'm too cool for this kid stuff" phase. On the day of the park visit, my attitude had not wavered. We woke up at a time when a teenager should still be in bed and skipped breakfast, all in the hope of avoiding the terrible queues. I've already entered the park in a bad mood. M...