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Stepping off the plane, I smiled as the warm air washed over me.
‘Ah, home at last,’ I sighed in relief.
Myself and my husband Gordon, then 74, were taking our daughters and the three grandkids to the all magical Disney World.
It was a special place for us all, having holidayed there for over 20 years.
The atmosphere, the magic, the colour…I loved absolutely everything about it.
Although I left the rollercoasters to the kids!
Gordon and I met when we were both just 13 – we were true childhood sweethearts.
We officially tied the knot on 26 September 1964.
And our first trip to Disney World was in 1995.
Despite it turning into a bit of a disaster – we were robbed at gunpoint in our hotel – we didn’t let it stop us from visiting again.
And I’m so glad we didn’t.
It quickly became our favourite holiday destination.
By far our favourite spot was the Caribbean Beach Resort.