Yes, it’s happened again… I convinced my wife Gina to return to Walt Disney World for our fifth trip, five months after our last trip, to celebrate our fifth anniversary, before the fifth performance of the show I was directing. I sort of had to sell my soul for this one: I’ve agreed to not ask to return—to any Disney park—for two years (it’s not that we can’t return, I just can’t ask to do so). So, hopefully I’ve packed in enough memories to satisfy my Disney desire for a couple of years. Of course, at my age, two years doesn’t seem like that long of a sentence. Plus, Gina started prompting us to look into Disney Vacation Club, so I can keep the magic alive for the future.
Once we hit Monday, we were down to a foursome, as the other two in our party unfortunately had to return to their regularly scheduled lives. I suppose it’s more accurate to say that we were down to two twosomes, but we spent the majority of our time together for the week. It worked out rather well, since we all seem to have fairly compatible senses of humor. (I mean, anyone brandishing a banana in a photo is okay in my book. Or would be, if I had a book.) For Monday, our main plan was Disney’s Hollywood Studios, to make use of some FastPass+ tickets that I had scheduled for all of us, so that’s where Gina and I headed after a quick stop in Magic Kingdom for a bit of shopping.
Up very early this morning, and we have a full day ahead of us. We dock in Cozumel this morning, and we go ashore right away, then head to the mainland for the Mayan ruins at Tulum. Meantime, a quick summary of yesterday.
We’re currently winding down our final night in our hotel room, after a long day of winerying. I’m pretty sure I can officially call whatever I’ve been fighting off all week a gen-u-ine cold, so I’m fairly exhausted. Without counting wineries on bottles we bought, I doubt I could even say how many we visited today.
Full day, but a good one!
I’m departing from my usual morning posts since we’re fairly tuckered out tonight. It’s a “chill at the hotel” kinda night, preceded by a vacation blog post, and postceded, we hope, by a good night’s sleep.
Meantime, it’s so far, so good on the trip!
And, not far in, we’re greeted by more sheep. There seem to be a whole lot of sheep in Williamsburg … and we wouldn’t have it any other way. These were exceptionally cute, and when they brought out (what at least appeared to be) a bundle of hay for them to snack on, the guy to the right let out a little bleat and went running. Nice.
Just got back from the reasonably palatable hotel breakfast, and we’re gearing up for what was the general point of this trip: Busch Gardens! This is my 40th birthday trip, and I wanted to act like a kid and go to an amusement part … Busch Gardens has always been one of my favorites. I plan to ride the Loch Ness Monster at least once for each decade of life. Weather forecast isn’t great, but I’m fortified with eggs and Froot Loops, and nothing can stop me now!
So here we are, already Friday, and it kinda feels like we’ve hardly started our vacation … yet we’re about halfway through!
Sure, we have our tickets to everything already. Sure, we’ve had some lovely dinners and some good times with my parents (who are in the area till Sunday). Sure, I’ve been showered with birthday gifts. But we haven’t really gone to Colonial Williamsburg yet, nor have we gone to Busch Gardens.