On how my May analysis of why Ryan and I didn’t like our trip to Walt Disney World suddenly became the most popular–and controversial–post in eight years of Chicago Carless.
To celebrate Ryan’s 40th birthday, we leave next weekend to enter the world of yesterday, tomorrow, and fantasy. Oh, my Disneyland. It’s been a long time.
He won’t admit it, but it had to happen sooner or later. My great modernist boyfriend, cool to a fault and no friend to commercialism, is getting into our upcoming trip to Disneyland. (No, Disneyland.)