My husband I returned recently from a week long vacation in Florida Fort Myers (business for him and Red Sox for me!) and then headed to Orlando
When I was younger, I remember spending all day and night in the parks. My most recent trip before this one was when I was 21. My family and I would start the day in one park, hop on the monorail to another park, and stay until it closed. I never stopped to rest. Waiting in lines, in the hot sun – none of this fazed me. Looking back, I don’t know how my parents kept up!
During this recent vacation, we rested – as much as we could. I think it’s the only thing that prevented us from coming home at 7pm and collapsing into our bed for the night! While we were only there for 3 days (which I now think is the maximum days one should go), we did not spend as much time at the parks as I used to. And surprisingly I was okay with it. After getting home from the Animal Kingdom after the first day, my feet were throbbing! I was hot from the sun and wanted to take a shower. I didn’t feel like going to another park that day. It was only 3pm.
We had dinner one night in Downtown Disney. The meal was excellent, at this Italian restaurant called Portabellos. During dinner we talked about how we wanted to go dancing after this. We’re on vacation after all! Halfway through the meal, my husband remarked on how little time we’ve had for reading during this vacation. And then I said what we were both thinking: How about we just go back to the hotel and read and relax? Yes, please.
We decided the next time we come back will be with our future children and when they are old enough to really appreciate the experience. And if we’re smart, we’ll rope our parents into it. Maybe they will have hit their second wind by then!
