Grandchildren and Disney


April 1, 2018

 I put the toy box away for the last time in a long time- Ouch! Its sobering to realize no more time with grandchildren ahead for a while. We had a great week in Orlando with Greta, Mike, Lexi and Chase. After arriving Monday evening, we did Animal Kingdom, a day at the pool/lazy river at their hotel, Magic Kingdom, and another day at the pool/lazy river. Poor Steve spent the two days I was at the pool working on our taxes because these RV parks have terrible internet.

 

I am one of those people who do not quite get the obsession others have for Disney. We had great weather- not too hot, sunny and a breeze. The crowds were horrific as it was spring break for many. Greta and Mike were really savvy about “Fastpass” and how to work the system in order to avoid standing in long lines. Steve and Mike definitely loved it more than Greta and me and the kids were not ready to leave in the late afternoon. At Magic Kingdom I did some rides that, although short, I will never do again. The short part meant I did not get sick, only queasy. My greatest enjoyment was watching Lexi’s and Chase’s eyes during shows and rides. Both Greta and I preferred rides down the lazy river on a tube followed by a pina colada on a recliner in the shade. Aaaawwwsome!




One night Lexi and Chase (ages 7 and 5) spent in the RV with us. For them it was as good as a Disney ride. They got to sit in the front seat while we took a ride to dump the gray water. They got to push buttons to make the shade come down over the windshield and watch the slides come in for the ride and back out for the night. Toys all over the floor, the sofa bed out, armadillo , deer, and raccoon sightings, a lovely playground--- it was great for them and me. The RV park was large, every site was spaced far apart, wide sandy paths, huge oak trees, - all was so beautiful.





All their bedding was put into their "fort" in the morning.

The last night we were with them, we ate at a place called Lafayette Music Room where a man named Micah Reed was playing live music. He was so good, playing oldies we could sing along with and one of his own songs, at Steve’s request. We had such a good time that we stayed later than what we had planned. Goodbyes were said as they were flying back to VA and we were leaving to go north.

Because we did not have continuous gray tank drainage at that park , I did not do laundry for a whole week. 8 loads later- our wash machine is small - I think I have caught up.

Last night we met a man who lives at the park full-time while he does a welding job in Tallahassee. He pays $450/month which includes water and electricity and sewer and trash pick-up. He says he could get a hotel for $300/month but would not enjoy his surroundings or eat as well as he does in his camper. He comes from a fundamentalist polygamist family in Utah and made no effort to hide he was happy to not be there anymore.

The AC is running and it feels great in Chatahoochee, Florida!

P.S. Had to drive to the tiny town of Chatahoochee to find internet at Hardee’s in order to post this.

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