So Scotty recently celebrated his 9th birthday. Every year, my parents have been giving my kids a day trip as a birthday present, rather than cluttering our house with more toys that make the same incessant noises over and over and constantly need batteries. And we appreciate that, believe me. As a result, my parents have taken them to Philadelphia, D.C., Broadway shows in New York, etc. They love having a special day like that.
A few years ago, they decided to take my other son, David, on a "big" trip. I went along as...um...security. Hey, I wasn't complaining. Anyway, we took David on a long weekend to Florida. We flew down to Orlando on a Thursday, explored the fort and old historic town of St. Augustine, went to the Players Championship (a fairly major golf tournament) near Jacksonville for the 2nd round all day Friday (David got an autograph from Phil Mickelson and a signed glove from Matt Kuchar, among others), and explored the Kennedy Space Center on Saturday before returning to Orlando and spending the evening at Downtown Disney. Naturally, I was forbidden by Julie to even think of entering a Disney Park or proceeding any further onto Disney Property than Downtown Disney, and even then my primary purpose there was only to buy gifts for those forced to stay home back in Delaware. This was seen as just and right by all of Julie's friends. Then we flew home on Sunday.
A couple of years later, Sarah got her "big" trip: she went with Julie (as security) and my parents to southern California to see the Rose Bowl Parade in Pasadena. She also got to explore the San Diego Zoo Safari Park,
Legoland California, the La Brea Tar Pits, and wound up the evening at Downtown Disney. I told them they were not allowed to enter
Disneyland or California Adventure without the rest of us present. This was seen as horribly unfair and cruel by all of Julie's friends, because the only consistent part of these disputes between husbands and wives are the double standards involved.
Anyway, this year it's time for Scotty's "big" trip. We're basically repeating David's trip, with a slight difference. All of the kids have now explored St. Augustine, so instead we're flying in Thursday and then heading up to the
World Golf Hall of Fame.
(all images borrowed from nether regions of the interwebs)
I know, for most of you that sounds like one step removed from watching petrified wood form, but hey, we like our golf. Admission includes a mini-golf course and a chance to take a shot at an island green, so I'm sure Scotty and I will have fun with it.
Friday we will be at the
Players Championship, watching the best of the best perform. Again, this will not appeal to you in the least if you hate golf. But in pro sports, golf is actually one of the better spectator deals out there. For somewhere in the neighborhood of $50, you can see over 12 hours of competition. And you don't have to sit in the same place the whole time.
By far the most fun hole to watch is the 17th, a par 3 to an island green. If the wind is blowing at all, this could end up being a disaster and dramatically change a golfer's round. The worst score on this hole in pro competition was recorded by Bob Tway in 2005, who put 4 balls in the water and then finally made the green only to 3-putt his way to a 12.
A couple of decades ago, a
magazine held a competition here to determine America's Worst Avid Golfer. The "winner" hit many, many shots into the water before giving up and putting his way around the lake and over the bridge. He recorded a score of 66 for this one hole.
David had a blast here when he visited and also got a lot of autographs, and I think it will be similar for Scotty. As a bonus, we may be able to pull off a DIS Dad meet. DisneyFed, a DIS Dad and law enforcement officer in the area, is helping to work security for the tournament.
On Saturday, we'll head to the
Kennedy Space Center at Cape Canaveral. David and I got to see the Space Shuttle Endeavour here on the launchpad just a few days before the 2nd-to-last space shuttle flight ever in May 2011. They have a great tour of the facilities, exhibits on the Saturn V rocket and moon landing, and a new exhibit that is the permanent home for the Space Shuttle Atlantis, so I'm looking forward to seeing that with Scotty.
Saturday evening we'll head to Orlando and spend the evening at Downtown Disney. We usually hit Earl of Sandwich for dinner and then I browse the shops looking for gifts for everyone back home so they'll let me inside when I return. I have been forbidden from proceeding any further into Disney property and under no circumstances am I to enter a Disney park without the rest of the family present. Julie and her friends view this condition as completely just and fair.
We leave next Thursday (May 7), and after the crappy news at work this past month, I could really use the break!