is there really more to orlando?

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Disney. Yes, we hit up disney today. Of course I’ve been to Disney at least once a year, if not more, since infancy. Of course I’ve been on all the rides and know where every ride camera is. But the six year old loves it and my boyfran (okay, I’m so tired of calling him that, Ankush) had never been.

I woke up pretty early, had my cereal and hung around the house waiting for everyone else to wake up. By 12:45 everyone was ready to go. We entered Epcot and the heat overwhelmed me. We went on all the rides, experienced Nemo and then finally went to the one thing I was looking forward to: Soarin’. For those who have never been – you’re missing out. I don’t know if I could ever actually go hang gliding without having a serious panic attack midair but this ride is fantastic. You feel like you’re flying and you can smell all the things you’re flying over. My personal favourites are flying over the beach and the orange groves.

The day ended with fireworks at Disney, then we came home and I took a cold shower and had a bowl of cereal.

Every time someone comes to visit me here I feel obligated to take them to Disney and Universal and the beach because well…what else IS there to do that is amusing and special? I haven’t figured it out yet and my brain hurts from being in the sun so I’m going to stop trying to be insightful and go to bed.

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two canoes.

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So one of the great things about Central Florida is that there are a few State Parks quite close. Today we attempted to conquer Wekiwa State Park. The morning started out beautifully. I woke, ate pancakes, packed a cooler full of a delicious lunch and half a watermelon. Of course, there were cans of La Croix in there as well (shameless advertising – I for reals can’t live without this water). Anyway, thirty minute ride down the highway and 8 miles into the woods, we drove into the state park. We inhaled the swampy, damp air and were on our way.

We decided to begin the morning with a canoe ride. I hadn’t been in a canoe in over ten years and no one else had been canoeing. Note: the people involved were my mom, the six year old, and “the boyfran”. We excitedly approached the woman at the canoe rental. She promptly told us that it was three people to a canoe so we’d have to get two. After some argument, and convincing my mom that it was safe and she wasn’t going to drown or get eaten by an alligator or algae we rented two canoes.

The unhelpful attendant at the place where we picked up the canoes sent us on our way and we were in the water. My mom and I were in one boat, the boyfran and the six year old were in the other. At first it was easy. I was sitting in the back and in charge of steering and we only ran into….five…or maybe ten trees. We spotted an alligator and my mom freaked out. Awesome.

So we spent about an hour on the river and after that we were tired, sweaty and starving. (okay, I was starving.) We decided to go for a refreshing dip in the spring. Yeah….refreshing. 70 degrees in the sun is refreshing.

As an older man and his son exited from the ramp that we were blocking he said, “just go for it.” So I did. I came to the surface, heart racing, blurred vision and scared for my life. After that it got better. My mom refused to come in because it was so cold but after a while we got used to it. Then it was lunch time. NOMNOMNOMNOMNOM

We had a lovely picnic and stuffed to satisfaction we retreated to the sunny hill overlooking the spring. I thought I was going to die, I ate so much. My mom napped in the shade, the six year old ran around and harassed the boyfran and I laid on my bright pink towel.

I went for another refreshing swim in the spring. But this time the six year old was shivering and her teeth were chattering, so we decided to call it a day.

My arms hurt, so much, and yes: I would like some cheese with that whine.