It’s our third day of vacation, cloudy and cool, the hotel is deserted, everyone is headed to the parks, dressed defiantly in their T-shirts and shorts and sandals. “We came a long way to get here,” one determined mother from Ohio told me as her four kids jumped up and down in excitement. “As far as I am concerned, it is warm.”
It seems warm to us, it is in the 60’s. We rented a boat and motored around the lagoons, we are in a resting mode today – orders of the former girlfriend – but will soon head out to Epcot. Yesterday, the tigers were sleeping to get out of the chill, but their habitat is beautifully designed, evocative to me.
