I am not normally a conspiracy theorist when it comes to Disney. I don’t believe any of that stuff about frozen Walt or the Little Mermaid movie poster or pretty much anything beginning with the phrase “According to the research of Marc Eliot.”
|Collapses in case of hurricane.|
But I could maybe be persuaded that Disney World is secretly a member of the European Union. Think about it. The whole thing operates as its own little country. A little European country. Disney World has toyed with its own universal currency. It used to require a passport to get into its different parks. Its parking situation is ridiculous. If not for the ban on topless sunbathing, I think we’d see it listed on the map of Europe, sandwiched somewhere between Spain and France. It already has a bigger footprint than Luxembourg.
|And its own version of the Chunnel. Photo courtesy of BestOfWDW.|
It’s one big multilingual continent, complete with various definitions of personal hygiene and a form of socialized medicine in which no one ever dies on property. But I never realized until recently that it uses European road laws.
|“There’s only two things I can’t stand: People who are intolerant of other people’s cultures, and the Dutch.” — Nigel Powers.|
Okay, so it’s just for trams at the Transportation and Ticket Center. But I never noticed it before, and now it just looks odd every time I see it. Makes me want to stop shaving my arm pits and putting ice in my drinks. Or vice versa.