Wet 'N Not-So-Wild

We took a trip to Florida in April 2009.

I have relatives there, and as a kid made regular summer trips with my father to visit everyone, staying with my grandparents in Hialeah (a Miami suburb). I routinely got a severe sunburn in the first visit to the beach. If I wasn't smart enough to learn to protect myself, I now wonder why my father wasn't, either. I resignedly await my melanoma.

While in the Navy, I was stationed in Orlando for two and a half years. I hated it. It's hot, it's flat, it's boring. I went to the beach maybe four times while I was there, and to Epcot once when a friend visited. I was very happy to go back to New London and to sea duty again.

Then I married. Where did Sue want to go on our honeymoon? You guessed it-- Disney World. After that we went regularly-- while in the service, and for three years after, I was able to use the military resort at Disney, Shades of Green-- and now we stay with my uncle in Boynton Beach. We drive from Connecticut, because I like to, and we have friends and relatives everywhere from Kingsland, GA (just north of the Florida border) to Hollywood (just north of Miami). Flying down and then putting those miles on a rental doesn't seem as much fun.

So, in 2008 we didn't go: saving money. In 2009, we had enough saved up, and were able to realize Sue's ambition: staying at a Disney resort again. We lost access to Shades of Green in 2000, and since then stayed outside the park, when we stayed there at all. We didn't go to the theme parks every year; just going to the "no admission" Disney Village / Marketplace was enough to satisfy Sue most of the time. This time, we decided to go to the Magic Kingdom; it had been a while. We made reservations at one of the "value" resorts, Pop Century.

We usually will start our vacation on Friday, so that we can leave Thursday evening and get a head start. We drive six hours plus traffic to just south of Washington, DC. that night. This gets us past all the traffic in one shot. The next day it's an easy twelve hours or so to Jacksonville. This time the trip down was okay; we were able to go a bit early, 1:00 PM, to overnight at a reasonable hour, and Friday stayed in Jacksonville. We visited with a friend in Fernandina Beach, who was my neighbor in both Orlando and Groton.

The next morning, we drove to Daytona Beach where we hoped to visit my cousin, and stay overnight Saturday while waiting for our check-in time at Disney on Sunday. My cousin was not available: something had come up. Fine, we can go to the beach instead; or not, since it was about to rain. Oh, yeah, the rain: it rained when we left. It rained all the way down the coast. And now it was raining in Daytona Beach. And then Sue was hit by a bug that took her down for the count. The hotel let us check in before 3 PM, and she went to bed and stayed there. I was ready to take her to the emergency room to be looked at. I was thinking we'd have to cancel our reservations and just go back home, she was so bad, and wouldn't she be disappointed.

Little did I reckon with her ambition: she'd crawl out of her deathbed to get to Disney, and in truth she felt better in the morning with a solid 18 hours of sleep. Off we went to the resort.