Day 5 - 7/18 - Friday
I think that today had to be the absolute hottest of all our days in Orlando so far. It was not very cloudy and hot... I mean hot. The girls walked around in their bathing suits at the parks and spent most of the morning doing water rides. After a quick lunch they went into a bathroom to change into their clothes again. I was so hot that I took Thing2s wet bathing suit and wore it as a bandana around my neck...much to the dismay and embarassment of Thing1...hey it worked...cooled me down just fine! The gang was now on their commando plan to ride everything "one last time" as this was the last day of our passes. The Dr. Doom ride had been tormenting Thing2 since we got to Orlando. She was determined to ride it, but couldn't muster up the nerve to actually get on line for it. Every morning she would open up the drapes in our room, point to the ride and say, "today is the day I ride Dr. Doom"... only to pass on it as soon as we got to FOTL. It was almost as if Dr. Doom was mocking her every time she looked out of the hotel window. So she finally got up the nerve to go on with the Lt. and Thing 1. So there they went to conquer Dr. Doom...and I waited looking up with the camera ready to try and get a picture of them on it...or at least their legs... when the Lt. taps me on the shoulder. What happened? You mean I missed it? I knew FOTL was fast, but this fast? "She's too short" he said "they wouldn't let her on". I looked at Thing2 who was smiling ear to ear... after all that Dr. Doom had let her off the hook. "Maybe next time I'll be tall enough, but not today. She wasn't upset, but happy as could be.
I'll finish up later with dinner at Margaritaville....
I think that today had to be the absolute hottest of all our days in Orlando so far. It was not very cloudy and hot... I mean hot. The girls walked around in their bathing suits at the parks and spent most of the morning doing water rides. After a quick lunch they went into a bathroom to change into their clothes again. I was so hot that I took Thing2s wet bathing suit and wore it as a bandana around my neck...much to the dismay and embarassment of Thing1...hey it worked...cooled me down just fine! The gang was now on their commando plan to ride everything "one last time" as this was the last day of our passes. The Dr. Doom ride had been tormenting Thing2 since we got to Orlando. She was determined to ride it, but couldn't muster up the nerve to actually get on line for it. Every morning she would open up the drapes in our room, point to the ride and say, "today is the day I ride Dr. Doom"... only to pass on it as soon as we got to FOTL. It was almost as if Dr. Doom was mocking her every time she looked out of the hotel window. So she finally got up the nerve to go on with the Lt. and Thing 1. So there they went to conquer Dr. Doom...and I waited looking up with the camera ready to try and get a picture of them on it...or at least their legs... when the Lt. taps me on the shoulder. What happened? You mean I missed it? I knew FOTL was fast, but this fast? "She's too short" he said "they wouldn't let her on". I looked at Thing2 who was smiling ear to ear... after all that Dr. Doom had let her off the hook. "Maybe next time I'll be tall enough, but not today. She wasn't upset, but happy as could be.
I'll finish up later with dinner at Margaritaville....