Allow me to introduce you to Stacy, an enneagram one, married with three kiddos between the ages of 10-16. Her trip to Disneyland begins months before the flight leaves the gate. She’s scouring blogs, Trip Advisor reviews, and instagram posts. She’s reached out to every friend who’s ever hinted at wanting to visit the Happiest Place on Earth, and she’s managed to track down an old college roommate who completed an internship as a Disney cast member.
After hours researching the amenities, reviews, and perks, she’s decided the family will stay at the Disneyland Hotel. While not the most cost effective option, the midrange hotel is the perfect choice for her family. Located within walking distance of the Downtown Disney District and the esplanade park entrances, the hotel is the quintessential home base, representing the ideal mix of relaxation and adventure. Her kids will definitely take advantage of the monorail pool, along with the actual monorail, the station mere steps from her family’s room (and directly across from the nearest Starbucks, the ideal solution for early morning Extra Magic Hours survival!).
Once inside the park, the family will realize everything is optimized; all phones have the Disneyland app preloaded, FastPasses reserved, and PhotoPass codes loaded. Meal reservations have been made, and snack carts mapped - NO ONE is missing ANYTHING today!
One of the newest and most highly anticipated rides at the Magic Kingdom is, of course, Millennium Falcon: Smugglers Run, so the crew makes a bee line to Galaxy’s Edge. The whole family is in awe of how immaculate the land is, every nook and cranny perfectly designed to make them feel as if they’re truly on Batuu. They’re awestruck by the full-size “hunk of junk” at the heart of the land, fueling their excitement to actually crew the Falcon! As they move from the pre-show into the guest quarters of the ship, each is handed a card describing what role they will play on the crew. Stacy is delighted to play the role of the ship’s captain. Well, the role is really called “pilot,” but this one will be in complete control of the ship. The rest of the family doesn’t want the stress of driving, so the kids argue over who get to be the gunners, the youngest resigning to partner with dad as an engineer.
Hondo gives the call the launch the ship, and Stacy takes over. She’s perfectly at home running the mission, ensuring each of Hondo’s instructions are followed to the T, giving her family (and herself) the best shot at success. Of course, this is her first time piloting a space ship, so the bucket of bolts ends up with a few new dings and scratches. “I’ll get it right next time” she thinks to herself as she joins the family on the exit ramp, the kiddos jumping and screaming with glee.
Next the family continues their Star Wars binge with a ride on Star Tours, followed by a couple hours waiting in line for Space Mountain (“Why can’t we have FastPasses for everything at the same time?” she wonders to herself). At this point the kids are practically passing out with hunger (they’re teenagers - did you think they’d escape the trip without a little drama?), so they head to Alien Pizza Planet. This is the IDEAL lunch spot for the enneagram one. Choices abound, and each person can pick out whatever they’d like, all while staying within a reasonable budget (“reasonable” definitely has a different definition when you’re at Disneyland). Someone wants a meatball? You got it. Dad wants a salad? There are five to choose from. Little Timmy just wants 400 parmesan packets? Hey, that’s protein. Perfection for Stacy means peace and satisfaction, and it’s all there at Alien Pizza Planet.
Before leaving Stacy gave every kid $30 to spend on souvenirs, and, of course, half of it was spent on Mickey ice cream bars and popcorn. She also gave herself a budget, and although many things caught her eye, it’s now almost closing time, and she hasn't picked up anything. “What are you going to get?” her husband asks, wearing his new Monsters U hat. On her way back to the gate, she stops by the Emporium (I mean, who doesn’t?!), and lands on the perfect memento of the trip - a picture frame, Sleeping Beauty’s castle and fireworks surrounding the spot where she’ll place one of the many family photos they took throughout the day. It’s the perfect souvenir for the perfect family trip. She smiles as the family walks - well, staggers - back to the hotel, eager to get some sleep before spending the next day at California Adventure.
So there you have it - the one’s day at Disneyland! What do you think? Does this resonate with your picture of the enneagram one? If you’re a one yourself, how would your Magic Kingdom day look? Where would you eat? Would you show up for the rope drop when the park opens?