Guess I'm one of those few people where WDW kind of grew on me. First time we went, back in 1987, at MCO to come home, everyone else was raving about how great it was, while I sat there thinking "Well, add this to my 'been there-done that' list of life". Went back 3 years later, because some other people came back and raved so much, I figured "Gee, maybe it was better than I thought", liked it a little more each time til...about 10 trips later, everyone else rolled their eyes as I enthusiastically planned another trip to WDW (AGAIN, MOM?) Now, 18 trips later, DH accepts that I'm a true WDW fanatic getting worse (or better, depending on how you view it) each time. Can't get enough!