Cinderellabration

Disney World - 46 square miles of pure joy. It's the happiest place on earth - filled with some of the unhappiest people on earth. And you get there by an excruciatingly long car trip in which your parents disgustedly speak to other cars on the road as though they can hear.

And it's all worth it. Though Disney World is no longer so magical for me as it is nostalgic, it's still wonderful. It's like seeing an old friend - that is very rich and very fun.

I ran into some very, very rude park workers. I also saw a lot of miserable workers. One worker in an icecream booth said, "Why aren't you saving me from my misery?"
I also heard one worker say to another, "I can't believe we've only been here an hour and a half." I felt a little bad for them, but I was having too much fun to care.

I think fanny packs are ridiculous. One day, I counted fanny packs for 5 minutes, and I calculated that roughly 24,000 fanny packs come through a single park in a single day. That's a lot of fanny-packing.

During my 5 days in the parks, I became sad for America. We are fat lards. Who wear fanny packs. Judging by the cross-section of people, there are about 153 non-obese people left in this country. It was shocking and horrifying, though it was funny to watch fatty families squishing into rides.

Anyway, I am waiting on my water camera to be developed before I do the real post.

I do love Texas,
Rachel