Trinity University

Doesn’t sound like a good idea, but I guess eleven year olds are prone to irrationality every now and then. My brother suggested that shocking way to start off my first hours of 21-year-old freedom. He makes me wonder...If this is him now, what will he come up with when he meets more devious minds in middle school?

Anyhow, we’re all returned from the happiest place on Earth, Disney World. It is HUMID in Orlando! All you do is walk outside and you glisten with an unattractive sheen of sweat. Still, food was good, the people were eerily friendly and the rides were fun, but the things I heard were even funnier...

Of course, my father is one of my sources.
He called us and said, “Don’t get on that monorail - it has a flat tire.”
As we later found out, there had been a crash, not a traffic jam while all the monorail cars stopped to get new tires. You think the word “rail” in the word monorail would have clued him in...

“Then we went ‘woaaah!’ and we stopped and then we crankled up the hill again.”
My brother, describing a roller coaster ride to my overly cautious mother. I’m assuming here that the adrenaline is overcoming his grasp of the English language.

Another stunning example of my brother’s manipulation of the English language:
Bro: “I want to go to the arcade again.”
Mom: “What happened to the change I gave you?”
Bro: “Well, it was baggle-ing around in my pants. Maybe it flew out.”

Me: “So what are we going to do about the suitcases?”
Sis: “I don’t know! Stop asking me questions. I’m out of my sorts and lost my thought of mind.”

While waiting in line we estimated that we heard about 5 identifiable languages and 12 we couldn’t even guess at. But it was while we were walking around this global theme park city that we heard the following:
“You know, I don’t remember ever having all this flashy electronic business - we just rode the cowboys for fun.”

Some pictures:

The Orlando skyline

Wow.

Outside of the hotel room. We passed these everyday.

Here it is! 15 years later! We look the same!

A Broadway-like musical we saw. Aren't they cute reading together?

Here is the brute Gaston taking Belle's book away from her. No wonder she didn't like him.

Epcot. My mom, sister and brother on the left side, staring in awe.

A whirly space ride at Epcot. The building structure was breathtaking.

The American Idol set at Hollywood Studios. I wasn't brave enough to audition, but we heard some good singers.

These animals were at the Animal Kingdom. We saw them during a safari tour.

We saw lots of landscaping like this. Everything was trying to be magical.

Me and my brother. Where to go next?

And to end, a treat:

Another Victoria-ism, not from Disney World.

Bro: "The black bees don't sting you. It's those yellow and black ones that have the stinger."
Sis: "Then why are they called 'bees'?"