Vacation is supposed to be restful, right?

Well, if that’s what you expect, then don’t go to Disney with an 8-year-old who, apparently, has an unlimited amount of sustainable energy. I kept waiting for him to crack. We spent so many late nights and rarely slept in past 8, I figured it was just inevitable. But, despite some particularly whiny moments in the last few days of the trip, he held on. It was his mother and I who were ready to curl up in a ball and weep. 😀

It was a nice escape from reality though. Something I think we all needed. I did very little in the way of anything home-related while I was away. There was just no time. When we weren’t sleeping, we were on our way to the next park and when the day was done, I often only had enough energy to tuck my son into his bed before I did the same for myself.

There was enough new stuff at the parks for my wife and I to enjoy ourselves as well. It had been 8 years since we last visited and Universal Studios had certainly changed drastically. If you’re a Harry Potter fan, you really have to visit the Hogwarts and Diagon Alley. They’re to die for. They really put in so many little details. So much fun. But, at the same time, I also noticed how Epcot is starting to show its age. Space Mountain, Peter Pan, and It’s a Small World, while classic, could all use a fresh coat of paint and perhaps a reimagining. Even Soarin’, which isn’t that old, looked faded due to a lack of high def film and the occasional broken pixel.

Anyway, it’s good to be back on the blogosphere and sleeping in my own bed again. I hope you are well and that your writing is flourishing.

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