Walking out of Star Wars Land after the fireworks, I genuinely wondered if this was the moment we called it a night. We'd been in the parks for over twelve hours. My legs felt like they belonged to someone else and wished I’d find one of those hover chairs from Wall-E to melt into. I was ready to wave a white flag made out of a churro wrapper.
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