One of them was getting ready to take her two elementary aged kids on a surprise trip to Disney World. I thought it was ingenious actually; taking the kids to Disney and skipping all the obnoxious Christmas-like countdown to it. "When are we going to Disney?" "Mommy! How many more days before we go to Disney?" "Mommy! Can we go now? I want to go NOW!" The Disney countdown would be just like the kid Christmas countdown, except the parents can't use Santa to make them behave, sit down and shut up.
My friend and her husband apparently pulled it off; I just perused her 180 pictures of their trip on Facebook. And I gotta tell ya; their trip looked like my personal version of hell.
Maybe its because my head has hurt for a month, but good lord! It makes my head hurt more! Why, oh why, would someone want to drop that much cash on a vacation like that? Magic Kingdom one day (including lunch with the princesses!); Epcot the next (Epcot sucks, even when I was 8); followed by Disney Exotic Animal Jail; and maybe Universal Studios. All those annoying people everywhere. All those lines. All those really expensive mouse-head shaped frozen deserts that cost 8 bucks (that melts all over you before you even take a bite because you are on vacation, in Florida, in August...). Oh god. The insanity of it!
I know, I know, I know. The parents have fun because the kids are thrilled and having the time of their lives. And I know, "if I had kids, I'd understand." Well, thank god I don't. I like my vacations to involve scenery, and kayaks, and drinks. And no kids screaming to ride Dumbo.
They probably don't even have Dumbo there anymore. Heartless Disney bastards.