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Okey, I've decided it would be beneficial to my health if I gave a little detail into my trip:)
Short story: Had a great time, didn't want to come back, I've decided to try and vacation once a year from now on, and I want nothing more than to run away from school and be some carnie type dude.
All joking aside, I really did have a fabulous time. When I left O'Hare, it was 51 degrees and when I touched down in Orlando, it was 81 degrees. The sun was setting over the horizon of palm trees and water as we drove to the hotel. I can't remember seeing anything so beautiful in a very long time. That night we went out to dinner at a seafood buffet, and I am not ashamed to say that if I lived there, they'd go out of business. FRESH seafood. Crabs, lobster, shrimp. I was in heaven. After that, we went go-carting where my mom and sis beat me in one round, and I beat them the second round. Was loads of fun. Went back to the hotel, read, and slept.
Sunday, the next day was spent shopping. I think we hit every outlet store, gift shop, and suiveneer store in a 20 mile radius. Got a bunch of stuff from GAP outlet, and various other articles of clothing. This pleased me, because I didn't spend any money at all - my mum was gracious enough to spoil me rotten. T'was good times. That night we also went go-carting (which I lost again), and took a trip over to Olde Towne, did a bunch more shopping - got all kinds of cool trinkets and beads, stones, and an awesome Humphrey Bogart-esque hat. Pictures will be spamming you soon. Also did some other fun stuff, like drag racing and the tilt-a-whirl and all kinds of stuff. Another great day. Also, earlier that day I got to lay out in the sun by the pool and just kick back and relax for a bit.
Monday was Disney World's Magic Kingdom. Don't get me wrong, we had fun for most of it, but I can honestly say that I will never go back. We got there about 9 in the morning, just as they opened. Up until about 2pm, the place was more or less deserted. It was great - and I finally! got to ride Space Mountain!!! (When I was there when I was 10, we couldn't go on it, and I've been dissapointed about that since then). Really is an awesome ride - I loved it. But about 2pm was when it was packed with screaming children and rude parents, so we stayed for the parade, shopped a little, and hit the road. I've been reafirmed in my dislike of children. *cringe* At least in a setting like that. One big whine fest. For those of you that are interested - I may or may not have seen Chris. I'll get to that later. But that night was dedicated to more seafood, pizza, and shopping. Also, watched Ladder 49 finally, which I liked and hated at the same time.
Tuesday was Beach!Day. And boy are you gonna hate me when I post those pictures. I've got literally 220 pictures of Clearwater Beach Island. Won't post 'em all, but there's a ton. Anyway, we drove from Orlando to Tampa to Clearwater Beach on the Gulf. It was so gorgeous. I've only seen the ocean once before in my life, and I didn't really remember it. This I think was the best part of the whole trip. We kicked back in the sun, fed some seagulls Popeye's Chicken, and relaxed like no one's business. I swam in the (cold!) ocean, picked up seashells, and took massive amounts of photos for pieces I want to work on later. That night when we got back was spent shopping, eating, and generally vegging out in the hotel.
Wednesday, we got up, drove up and down the expressway and did tons more shopping, eating, and horsing around. Chinese, seafood, chicken, and turkey were consumed. As well as cheescake, chocolate cake, and various kinds of cookies and fudge. Then I barely made my plane (literally, by about 10 minutes). When I left Orlando, it was 89degrees. When I arrived at O'Hare, it was 49. I was not amused. Nor so today, when it felt like it was about 20 all day.
Okay, so that's the bare bones of it. Aside from the temper tantrums my spoiled-rotten sister threw every half hour or so, me and my mum had a great time. It was nice because it reminded me of when me and her used to drive up here to Chicago and go shopping and goof off and spend loads of money we couldn't afford on things we didn't need. Reminded me of good times.
Now it kind of makes me sad, because the "growing up" thing is officially setting in. From here on out, I'm more or less on my own and those kinds of trips and stuff probably won't happen anymore. Makes me a little sniffly. But I'm bound and determined to keep my chin up. Because I think that's the best most relaxing thing I've ever done. I've never had a vacation - no, really. That was completely a first, and it really helped. The first thing anyone said to me today was "Damn, you look good!" Dr. Anderson said I looked like I was a freshman all over again, excited and upbeat about being in school. The truth is, I'm looking at school now as "Only a year left, and it's over". One more year, and all the pain and suffering and sleepless nights and heartaches and nervous breakdowns will be worth it. One more year, and I'll have something to show for my work. And that is an excellent feeling. I've already decided that as a graduation gift to myself next year I'm making my way out west for a couple weeks. Hell, maybe I'll even get a job and stay out there for a while. Something I've always wanted to do, and after graduating from college, who can stop me? But that's too far in the future. I need to focus on here and now, you know? Need to do these papers one at a time, and the readings chapter by chapter, class by class. Next week I'll have an aparment lease in my hand, and everything's going to change soon. I turn 21 in less than a month, and time's a flyin. But again, here and now.
You know, it's funny - when I left I could feel everything slipping away, and the minute I touched down in Orlando it felt like I wasn't just a thousand miles away from home, I was a thousand miles away from anything that mattered and anything that was bothering me. I was afraid when I came back everything would descend on me again, but so far - not so. I've a thousand things to do, but I know that each thing is its own, individually. And if I slip up once it's not the end of the world.
In short, I feel better than I have in a long time.
Short story: Had a great time, didn't want to come back, I've decided to try and vacation once a year from now on, and I want nothing more than to run away from school and be some carnie type dude.
All joking aside, I really did have a fabulous time. When I left O'Hare, it was 51 degrees and when I touched down in Orlando, it was 81 degrees. The sun was setting over the horizon of palm trees and water as we drove to the hotel. I can't remember seeing anything so beautiful in a very long time. That night we went out to dinner at a seafood buffet, and I am not ashamed to say that if I lived there, they'd go out of business. FRESH seafood. Crabs, lobster, shrimp. I was in heaven. After that, we went go-carting where my mom and sis beat me in one round, and I beat them the second round. Was loads of fun. Went back to the hotel, read, and slept.
Sunday, the next day was spent shopping. I think we hit every outlet store, gift shop, and suiveneer store in a 20 mile radius. Got a bunch of stuff from GAP outlet, and various other articles of clothing. This pleased me, because I didn't spend any money at all - my mum was gracious enough to spoil me rotten. T'was good times. That night we also went go-carting (which I lost again), and took a trip over to Olde Towne, did a bunch more shopping - got all kinds of cool trinkets and beads, stones, and an awesome Humphrey Bogart-esque hat. Pictures will be spamming you soon. Also did some other fun stuff, like drag racing and the tilt-a-whirl and all kinds of stuff. Another great day. Also, earlier that day I got to lay out in the sun by the pool and just kick back and relax for a bit.
Monday was Disney World's Magic Kingdom. Don't get me wrong, we had fun for most of it, but I can honestly say that I will never go back. We got there about 9 in the morning, just as they opened. Up until about 2pm, the place was more or less deserted. It was great - and I finally! got to ride Space Mountain!!! (When I was there when I was 10, we couldn't go on it, and I've been dissapointed about that since then). Really is an awesome ride - I loved it. But about 2pm was when it was packed with screaming children and rude parents, so we stayed for the parade, shopped a little, and hit the road. I've been reafirmed in my dislike of children. *cringe* At least in a setting like that. One big whine fest. For those of you that are interested - I may or may not have seen Chris. I'll get to that later. But that night was dedicated to more seafood, pizza, and shopping. Also, watched Ladder 49 finally, which I liked and hated at the same time.
Tuesday was Beach!Day. And boy are you gonna hate me when I post those pictures. I've got literally 220 pictures of Clearwater Beach Island. Won't post 'em all, but there's a ton. Anyway, we drove from Orlando to Tampa to Clearwater Beach on the Gulf. It was so gorgeous. I've only seen the ocean once before in my life, and I didn't really remember it. This I think was the best part of the whole trip. We kicked back in the sun, fed some seagulls Popeye's Chicken, and relaxed like no one's business. I swam in the (cold!) ocean, picked up seashells, and took massive amounts of photos for pieces I want to work on later. That night when we got back was spent shopping, eating, and generally vegging out in the hotel.
Wednesday, we got up, drove up and down the expressway and did tons more shopping, eating, and horsing around. Chinese, seafood, chicken, and turkey were consumed. As well as cheescake, chocolate cake, and various kinds of cookies and fudge. Then I barely made my plane (literally, by about 10 minutes). When I left Orlando, it was 89degrees. When I arrived at O'Hare, it was 49. I was not amused. Nor so today, when it felt like it was about 20 all day.
Okay, so that's the bare bones of it. Aside from the temper tantrums my spoiled-rotten sister threw every half hour or so, me and my mum had a great time. It was nice because it reminded me of when me and her used to drive up here to Chicago and go shopping and goof off and spend loads of money we couldn't afford on things we didn't need. Reminded me of good times.
Now it kind of makes me sad, because the "growing up" thing is officially setting in. From here on out, I'm more or less on my own and those kinds of trips and stuff probably won't happen anymore. Makes me a little sniffly. But I'm bound and determined to keep my chin up. Because I think that's the best most relaxing thing I've ever done. I've never had a vacation - no, really. That was completely a first, and it really helped. The first thing anyone said to me today was "Damn, you look good!" Dr. Anderson said I looked like I was a freshman all over again, excited and upbeat about being in school. The truth is, I'm looking at school now as "Only a year left, and it's over". One more year, and all the pain and suffering and sleepless nights and heartaches and nervous breakdowns will be worth it. One more year, and I'll have something to show for my work. And that is an excellent feeling. I've already decided that as a graduation gift to myself next year I'm making my way out west for a couple weeks. Hell, maybe I'll even get a job and stay out there for a while. Something I've always wanted to do, and after graduating from college, who can stop me? But that's too far in the future. I need to focus on here and now, you know? Need to do these papers one at a time, and the readings chapter by chapter, class by class. Next week I'll have an aparment lease in my hand, and everything's going to change soon. I turn 21 in less than a month, and time's a flyin. But again, here and now.
You know, it's funny - when I left I could feel everything slipping away, and the minute I touched down in Orlando it felt like I wasn't just a thousand miles away from home, I was a thousand miles away from anything that mattered and anything that was bothering me. I was afraid when I came back everything would descend on me again, but so far - not so. I've a thousand things to do, but I know that each thing is its own, individually. And if I slip up once it's not the end of the world.
In short, I feel better than I have in a long time.
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Thanks, baby - missed them too:)
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marie
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*hugs*
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Pictures to come soon!
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