My dream was not what people expect no grand marchell in a parade no dream mouse ears. no night in cindys castle. no fastpass. no it wasnt just one thing, (god how Tried to get those mouse ears or in the parade.) but what made it a dream was chip, dale and daisey running to give me a hug after seeing me in my cart. it was the kind cast member who compted me a wheel chair.or anouther running to me with a free soda after seeing me exhausted carrying my luggage after some bozo gave me a hard time. or when some one upgrades my room at 2am grabbing a pj when my luggage is still in chicago.to me it means alot when some one hands me a new pal mickey when the one I had had a break down he was older and it was raining you do the math. it was one great trip thanks to the many dream makers