Memorable moments from four (five? It's all a blur) in the Sunshine State:
What the heck is the deal with the toilet paper at a Disney resort hotel? It was like SANDPAPER! Wonderhubby, in complete seriousness, said, "Next year, we're bringing our own!" Feel sorry for my poor parts, people. It was not pretty.
My father-in-law (a Floridian) drove for the competition, stayed in our room, left early Sunday morning ... and left his hearing aids on our bathroom counter.
We tried to call him but his phone was off. When he DID call, this is the Wonderhubby side of the conversation, which took place on a bus en route to Disney's Animal Kingdom:
"You left your hearing aids on the counter."
"YOU LEFT YOUR HEARING AIDS ON THE COUNTER."
"YES, I KNOW YOU CAN'T HEAR ME -- THAT'S BECAUSE YOU LEFT YOUR HEARING AIDS ON THE COUNTER!"
The grass is always greener -- and so is my face!
The Mount Everest ride ... uh ... goes backwards. I don't do backwards roller coasters. Yuck.
Speaking of green ...
I believe that the entire state of Florida was vomiting at some point during our trip. I swear that everywhere we went, someone puked.
* On our walk to the entrance of the Magic Kingdom, I had to yank Wonderhubby to the left before he walked through a pile o' puke on the pavement. A quick glance to the right gave us a perfect view of a poor youngster still heaving, surrounded by concerned parents.
* On our ride on the monorail, as we approached one stop, I heard a weird rushing-water sound.
More than once.
A quick glance to the left gave us a perfect view from an older gentlemen vomiting on the floor.
We changed cars.
* As we waited to check our luggage on the flight home, we saw a mother bolt from out of the line with a toddler. A quick glance to our left gave us a perfect view of the toddler ralphing into a blanket.
Just for the record, apparently they boarded our plane anyway. One of the moms in our party (who sat in front of them) told us later that the kid puked every half-hour or so for the entire nearly 6-hour flight.
And then there was early-morning humor
Evil Wife: I don't want to get up.
Wonderhubby: Then don't.
Evil Wife: Yeah, but I have to pee, and that could be SOOO messy.
Wonderhubby: We DO have another bed ...
Can I just say that I'm glad I'm home?