To Share With My Husband: Legos are Awesome.

The scariest thing about writing this blog entry is the backlash I may receive from all the Disney followers. Even though I know all 3 of you are more into football and drinking... so I should be safe.

Orlando, Florida. The place where all your dreams come true; the only dream I had in this over commercialized town was a nightmare. After 3 wonderful nights of rest, I was awakened on the last night from a dream where I went to explore a cave. Once I paid and entered, I found that the cave was recently flooded. They had yet to clear the disaster of dead decaying bodies shoved throughout the caves cracks. When I asked for a refund, they looked at me like an idiot. The stupid ticket was so damn expensive that I contemplated completing the tour just to get my money’s worth. The rest of the night I just rolled around. I debated getting up to cover up all the neon numbers and lights illuminating throughout the room. Instead, I just rolled around in my own misery.

I must admit that my area of "Disney judgment" only spans over the Disney property lay out and Downtown Disney, an area of Disney stores, and overpriced restaurants. I never made it to any of the parks, but not sure if I ever really want to go. By the end of the trip, I wanted to shake all the foreign individuals( is that politically correct?), and scream that there are better places in America to visit. To avoid scaring anyone, I just told myself that this was only one small stop on their American adventure.

I tried to have a positive outlook, but it didn’t help that I was there alone. A 25 year old lady walking through a mess of Disney stores, screaming children, wearing a Mickey Mouse shirt ( I had to bring it), while singing along to Disney songs, and asking the workers if I could get free stickers too, isn’t the best picture for on-lookers. I walked through all of Downtown Disney to find that, surprisingly, nothing was worth buying. I found a bar at the end of the walk, and almost hyperventilated when I saw that it was happy hour. I had my beer then made the venture back to the hotel. I stepped outside. It started to rain. My mickey shirt got soaked.

My second adventure to Downtown Disney was even worse. I made it all the way there, and all the way to other side of the “park” to go to the House of Blues. I sat down for dinner only to find that I left my wallet in the hotel. In case you didn't know... everything in Disney is seperated by acres of nothingness. Each attraction is at least a few miles from the other. I was lucky to have a short ¾ mile walk, but in pure humidity it seems like miles.

All the food is crappy, and like I said, there is nothing around, so you are forced to eat whatever the hotel/immediate area offers… I spent 20 dollars at lunch one day. We finally decided that it would be best to go to the closest “restaurant” around… McDonalds. Nicest McDonalds ever.

On the last day we drove out of the area to an Outback. I almost cried tears of joy as I ate my Aussie Chicken which I destroyed by covering it with the best ranch dressing in the world. Becky, my food friend for the week, and I cheers-ed ( <--- ?) with pieces of the wonderful bread that they give you FOR FREE. :)

There were some other things I liked...

Lego WORLD!

Totally cute treats...

AND this broom.

I also really liked the bathroom tiles in the resort where we worked all weekend.

This tradeshoe was really fun...Royal Pet Show. I got a lot of treats for Myles. He will probably be allergic to over half of the items though. Margaret, my co-worker, knew how to get everything we wanted. It was awesome. Every time she went on the show floor, she came back with bags of goodies. I also had an exhibitor come up to our desk who was an over-intense 80s music fan. He kept testing my music knowledge by playing an array of songs. He would give me 10 seconds to guess the song. I felt like I was on the radio. It made me nervous; although, by the end of it I was doing the Time Warp dance. We also laughed for hours because some old lady at the hotel walked backwards everywhere she went.

Fast forward to now...

I am at the airport 3 and 1/2 hours early. I am trying to find a Golden Snitch for my car antenna. Can't find one. I had one on my 1st car and loved it.

I sit down to contemplate my next move only to find a Chinese women doing aerobics in the corner of the terminal. Just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, she pulls out a jump rope, and kicks off her light up high heels. I am trying to discreetly take a photo, but can’t bring myself to do it.

These are her shoes...