Click. Click. Click. Click.
The sound is none other than that of a roller coaster car dragging itself up a steep slope. Somewhere up there in the beyond is an adrenaline rush, just waiting among the metal bars and blue, off-kilter skies. The car rises to the tip-top, just to the point where you can see over the vast, colorful park. You’re tempted to close your eyes. You know the drop is coming, there’s a moment of dreadful anticipation and then–whoosh! The world flies by, it’s over before it really began.
I am on the brink of the Epcot Food and Wine Festival. And I am tempted to close my eyes. I am scared to death of the adrenaline rush that’s on the way–what exactly have I signed myself up for!?
I’m trying to remind myself that this is my dream job. I’ve worked my whole life for this moment, and now that it’s here, I’m trying to mentally prepare myself for it.
But I mean, it’s not going to be easy. It’s going to be really, really hard.
The bar is set very high. Guests have immeasurably high expectations for this festival, now in its eighteenth year, and for good reason. Disney is good at what they–I mean, we— do. No one will be disappointed. But it takes a lot of effort to put on a seamless show, and I’ve only begun to taste the amount of massive effort that goes into an event like this.
It will be short. And awesome. And worthwhile.
But it will have its moments. I am positively scared to death of them, just for this one breathtaking moment. I start work this week. The Festival starts this week. My future starts this week.
I’m clutching the side of my roller coaster car, ready to either hold my breath or scream. I can make the decision to close my eyes, or I can keep them open and enjoy every minute of this terrifying, amazing ride.
The rush is going to be entirely worthwhile. I just need to take a deep breath and get ready to plunge!
(And you, dear guests, whose lovely faces I hope to see out of my marketplace, can enjoy every flavorful moment from the comfort of your flip flops and sunglasses!)