I'm baaaaaack . . .
 

Made it back after a little 10 hour drive with Lil' Bucket asking "Are we there yet?" every 10 minutes. We lit Orlando on FIRE!!! That place is hard on the wallet.

Ate at a place called Charlies' Steakhouse . . . AMAZING. No golf though.

Welcome back Colonel...Give us the lowdown...

Violated.
 

Thank you kind sir. Pretty much standard operating procedure down there. Lil' Bucket is 4 years old and he's into Spiderman and the Fantastic 4. So he was in happier'n a pig in sh . . . . shut your mouth. After getting hammered for like $10 to park, $50 bucks to get in, $50 bucks worth of Spidey stuff, $30 bucks worth of dawgs, dranks, and Dough-reet-toes, I was about rode hard like somebody bent me and taped sand paper to it. We hit the parks hard for 5 days there at 9 and out at 6. He had so much fun he pee'd in his pants about 3 times . . . no kidding.

We saw Mickey but he was much more into "Universital" as he called it. "I want to live at Universital daddy." "Yeah no kidding I may as well get a job here buddy."

One Man's Vision
 

Understood, 12piece.

Disney -- West Coast or East -- is the modern parent's Rite of Passage.

As for myself, I've got the well-populated photos (and credit card receipts) to prove it!

Twenty years removed, I can only say...

Thanks, Walt.

:)