We had a great trip to Florida, but we’re all very happy to be back home. Two weeks away from home is about a week too long for me. Even the boys are happy to be home, though not quite as happy to go back to school. My camera and I had an early disagreement about how the pictures should be taken during the trip, and we haven’t spoken since. When I get some pics from people who didn’t divorce their cameras, I’ll get a few of them up here.
Week One
We spent the first week with Rob’s parents in Naples, with frequent trips to Marco Island for wedding stuff. Their Naples condo is beautiful, spacious, and surprisingly comfortable for six people (though I’m sure they’re happy to have the place back to two people now!) The weather was cooperative. Hot, but not so hot that I melted. The wedding was on the beach and, of course, it was beautiful. It was a very small, very intimate ceremony and it was perfect.
This would be a picture of the beach wedding.
Tampa
On Sunday, we were supposed to travel with Rob’s mom to Tampa to visit Rob’s brother for a couple days before we headed to Disney World. An early morning trip to the emergency room for my brother-in-law’s partner changed those plans. While cleaning up the yard for our visit, he fell from a ladder and broke his hip. We were able to spend a little time with them on Monday night and Tuesday morning before we drove to the park, though we were disappointed they wouldn’t be joining us there.
The Boardwalk at Disney World
The hotel room at the park was a $1300 per night suite with two bedrooms, two and a half bathrooms, a living room, a kitchen, and three balconies, paid in full by my brother-in-law and Mr. Broken Hip. I have no pics of the room, so you’ll have to trust me when I say it was amazing. The boys were most impressed with the television in the master bathroom and didn’t argue much when it was time for their shower. I’m torn between the turn down service, the three dozen roses they sent to the room, and the extravagant “complimentary refreshments” they offered in the lounge daily. We could have had all our meals there if we hadn’t been in the parks during the day.
The Parks
Tuesday was EPCOT. It rained in the morning when we first checked into our room, but the rain had cleared up by the time we walked over to the park. We hit all the must-sees before sending the boys to an activity center for dinner while we dined at a very fancy, very expensive French restaurant. That’s probably the closest I’ll get to going to France for a while.
Wednesday was MGM. The Star Tours ride was a big hit with the boys, and Brendan was chosen to participate in a Jedi Training class.
This would be a picture of Brendan in a light sabre duel with Darth Vader.
Thursday was Animal Kingdom. It was a humid day, but since we were walking around in what was supposed to be a jungle/rainforest type thing, I almost didn’t mind it. It made it feel more real. We were pretty tired after two full days at the other parks, so the plan was to hit the highlights and head back to Tampa. The rain came just before we got to our last ride, and we decided to save it for our next trip. The highlight of Animal Kingdom was the ride Dinosaur. You ride in this car in the dark and around every turn some big predator appears out of nowhere. Like this:

Rollercoasters don’t make me scream. Dinosaurs roaring in my face? Yeah, I scream. And naturally, the lovely people at Disney with their lovely sense of humor take pictures of their guests screaming. And because I bought pictures those one or two times Rob screamed like a little girl on the roller coasters so many years ago, he thought it would only be fair to buy a POSTER SIZE print of me screaming my head off. I’ve cropped the image down to just the boys and me, for your amusement.

And, if you’re wondering, that is the top I was wearing when the downpour came later that day. Wearing a white top seemed like a good idea when I got dressed that morning.
Back to Tampa then Naples
Thursday night we headed back to my brother-in-law’s place. Mr. Broken Hip was home from the hospital, but was feeling well enough for us to stay the night. Their house is huge and gorgeous, and they’re both excellent hosts, so we felt like royalty. Friday morning we drove back to Naples and spent the last few days of our vacation relaxing before coming home to the cloudy, rainy, chilly Michigan spring weather. It’s so good to be home.
As nice as our visit in Naples/Tampa/Marco Island/Florida was, I wouldn’t ever want to live there.
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