We all know where ‘The Happiest Place on Earth’ is supposed to be, right? I’ll give you a hint. Its home to two happy-go-lucky mice, a group of sparkling princesses, and grumpy ducks. Magic fills the air, as do the sounds of screaming children. The lines are long, and you’re bound to step in a puddle of ice cream at least once…or lose party balloons to a freakish wind. But it’s all okay! You’re in Disneyland! Tears don’t exist there! And if they do, they’re all converted to pixie dust for Peter Pan and his Neverland companions.
Personally, I have nothing against the mighty and powerful Disneyland. It can make anyone feel royal and magical, but sometimes adults just have that urge to go wild and unfortunately, getting smashed in the Magical Kingdom would be ill-advised.
This is why Las Vegas exists my friends. It puts a real spin into the definition of magic and fun, while somehow managing to still imitate the joys of Disney’s amusement park. Just think about it for a moment…
Remember those magical spinning tea cups? The ones that made you rush for the nearest bathroom the second you got off?
Well sure, you probably lost your lunch because of it, but it was memorable, yes? So why not spin around and add 900 ft. to the mix atop one of Vegas’ Stratosphere rides too? They aren’t shaped like tea cups, but I assure you, you’ll never forget the spin up there (or the view).
Okay, but what about Disneyland’s little boat ride that sings about the small world we live in? What can Sin City do about that?
Let’s be real here. Vegas folk won’t sing about the size of our planet to you, but they will provide you with some lovely Italian singers at the Venetian Hotel. And to top it off? You get to ride in a pretty gondola at the same time. Don’t forget to bring your sweetheart along if you have one!
Disneyland is also well known for making little girls feel like pretty princesses. Each souvenir store in their park is crammed with royal merchandise for any out there that are interested in ‘princess training.’
But ladies, most of us are grown by now, right? We deserve the Queen title. So where’s our tiara and crown located? Want to take a guess? Smack dab in Las Vegas, of course! Located right in the Excalibur hotel. You can pick up all of your royal needs there plus a beer if you’d like. Take your kiddie gloves off. Drink and rule the city for a night!
With Mickey Mouse waffles, ice cream, and soda, most guests are bound to enjoy their day in Disneyland. What’s not to like?
As for Vegas, their potential for magic in the food and drink department comes with the additional promise of beer. Lots of beer. Sounds enchanting, doesn’t it?
What’s the point of going somewhere special if you don’t get to feel special at the same time? Disneyland sort-of-kind-of understands this with their hotel selection. Sadly, most of us can only look longingly at their mystical signature suites. Our poor wallets just can’t fathom the amount of money it takes to sleep in such magnificent rooms.
Luckily, Vegas has magically themed rooms too. Admittedly, the higher ended ones can be just as pricey, but at least you stand more of a chance of locating one that won’t bankrupt you in the process.
Last but not least, the Magical Kingdom is home to a mass population of enchanted folk. Minnie Mouse, Mickey, and the ever-playful Pooh Bear. You gotta love ’em!
But don’t forget…Vegas has you covered too! Sure, the quality isn’t as impressive, but you have buckets of beer at your side, remember? You won’t even notice!
With how vast and wide Disneyland and Vegas are, the comparisons are endless—rides, magical hotels, and happy characters to take photos with. You can easily fall in love with both of them! But if you’re feeling more in touch with your inner child, go nuts and hop off to the world of wonder with Disney. Take a magic carpet ride, snuggle Pluto, and eat all the ice cream you want (with rainbow sprinkles included, I hope)! But if, by some chance, you’re embracing the stressful thing we call adulthood, try a different approach. Take a weekend (without kids, if you have any) and trek across the Strip in Las Vegas to indulge in the wild style of life.
Side Warning: Don’t bring heels for your choice of walking shoes. They hurt like hell. Trust me.
Viva Las Vegas!