Roses are red, violets are blue ... wait, isn't violet purple?

We just got back from a five day trip to Orlando, Florida, yesterday.  I’m exhausted.  Vacationing is a lot of work.  Just the bullet points and lots of pics for this entry.

Why do we feel compelled to take pictures in these things?

Day 1: Settling in.

The kids enjoyed the takeoff and landing on their first plane trip.

The hotel room was the largest I’ve ever been in.  It even had its own washer and dryer.

There may or may not be a gator in them waters.

The view reminded me of what a “Louisiana bayou” would look like in my mind, although I’ve never actually seen a bayou nor Louisiana.

That castle in the background is a restaurant. Blah.

Day 2:  WALT DISMALWORLD

On Day 2, we entered one of the four Disney parks, called The Magic Kingdom.  It didn’t start out well though since it rained and was cold all day.  We dressed for Florida, but we got Michigan again.

Stitch has a great dentist.

The kids don’t care for rides so we tried a show – some space prison thing starring Stitch (from Lilo and Stitch).  Seemed safe enough.

Two words:

COMPLETE MOTHERFUCKINGDISASTER.

Early on, Ooseung averted her eyes away from the large animatronic figures.  Then the immobilizing shoulder racks came down, followed by loud alarms, panicked voices, and pitch-black darkness.  The kids freaked badly.

“I want to leave,” Sun Su rattled his seat rack as Stitch’s shadow became visible in the smoke, “Now!”

I tried to calm him down while Amy tended to Ooseung, “Sun Su, it’s just like a movie.”

“I don’t like movies anymore!!  I don’t like movies ANYMORE!!”

(I have to admit I thought that was kind of a cute response except for the whole terrified tearful child part.)

We got them out of the chair racks and whisked them out of there in the dark.  Outside, there were three other families with crying kids.

“I don’t understand it,” one mom said, “My son watches Lilo and Stitch everyday at home.”

The kids were shell-shocked for a few hours afterwards and didn’t trust any enclosed places in the park after that.  I just couldn’t understand it, especially for Sun Su.  He practically studies monsters.  Did I screw them up with my movie and game choices already?

Ooseung in her princess makeup, doing the gang sign for "cap yo ass."

The weather cleared and we stuck to outdoor areas and shops for the rest of the day and sat through a play with a perfectly pretty Belle.

Back at the resort, Sun Su inexplicably chose a Lilo and Stitch movie that night from the rental shelf and we watched as Ooseung and Amy retired early.

“Appah …,” Sun Su felt compelled to explain to me that night, “Stitch had four arms in that show today.”

“Are you sure?  The box only shows two arms,” I hadn’t noticed any difference, but I was glad he was okay enough to talk about it.

“He grows four arms … when he turns into the evil Stitch.”

“Oh.  Oh-h-h.”

Somehow that made the day’s freak out episode crystal clear for me.  I got it.  I hugged my observant little monster hunter proudly so that he got it too.

One of a hundred bus rides.

Day 3:  Resort day.

Sun Su loved pool immediately.

We hung out at the resort this day.  I taught Sun Su how to play pool.  My brother and I spent entire summers shooting pool at our dad’s place while growing up.  Amy says she never knew that.

Look, appah.  No eyes!

Sun Su doing the blind shot, above.  Actually, he was distracted by the dart game.

The Hustler.

He chose to put his hood up.  Cracks me up.

There's usually an angry growl before or after this expression of hers.

Ooseung played air hockey.  The above pic is her exasperated mad face when she’s not winning.  I shouldn’t be surprised – Ooseung means “victory” in Corean.

"Damage (UHH), damage (UHH), damage, destruction, terror, and mayhem. Pass me a sissy so suckas I'll slay him!"

“Umma Said Knock You Out!  Ugh!”

I love Amy in her tanktops.

We also visited a good friend of mine (Scott has a real-life friend?  I know, right) from high school and college that afternoon.  That will be another story.

Going where the wild things are.

Day 4:  Safari

On our last day, we tried another Disney park – the Animal Kingdom.  The kids hate rides but love animals so we saved the best for last.  All the walking was a real bitch though.

Africa land, minus the arrows and voodoo.

There was an indoor museum area which was nice.  Ooseung didn’t like the people dressed up in costumes, as usual.  She didn’t mind Pocahontas though.

Neither did appah.  I.  Assure.  You.

I suspect the Pocahontas actress was the wrong kind of Indian, but her proportions were titillatingly accurate.

We saw some cool animals on the safari ride.  I didn’t take pictures of most of them, but here’s a few.

Thankfully there is no smell-o-vision plug-in yet.

This was fun to watch.  Tigerball!

Still, no playmates for tiger.

Very cool.

Day 5:  Leave the Magic Behind

You pay an exorbitant amount of money on a vacation to Disneyworld and what do the kids seems to enjoy the most?  Playing lightsaber with the balloons and swinging on the railings while waiting for the bus.

The funnest ride they rode on all week - swinging on the railings.

“Enjoy it now,” Amy kept saying, “Because we are never coming back.”

Princess makeup. The eyeshadow glitter made her eyelids itch.

One of my favorite pictures of my two beauties.

Ooseung insisted on toting her red Hello Kitty luggage in the airport.