Our weekend Pt 2: Tsunami Dragons of Atlantis
So Saturday we made it to Seaworld which I hadnt been to since I was 5, and it was fun but of course pretty wet...
::Gallery of Watery Phun::
amberwoodrose decided she wanted to jump on the Journey to Atlantis plume ride first thing despite my warnings, which logically proceeded to completely soak us through, which RM was still surprised by somehow. The giant Atlantean Tsunami Dragon told her she could buy a towel in the Atlantis gift shop but that just made her more mad....
Luckily the dolphin show and their public interaction tank (where fat Americans can feed skinny dolphins) helped us forget our dampened state, they were really beautiful animals despite being the sea mammal equivalent of nightclub entertainers with somewhat similar attitudes to boot. Then we managed to survive another crazy juddering ridefilm ride to the Wild Arctic to see a depressed polar bear and a happy beluga whale, then concluded with the Shamus Soaking Revenge show, where Shamu and 4-5 more of his family proceeded to do flips and deliberately launch hundreds of gallons of water into the first ten rows of the stadia...by that time we were smart enough to sit in the back and stayed dry. Again beautiful animals there, but surrounded by too many ugly Americans.
That night we went to the Disney Downtown and got sushi for dinner at Wolfgang Pucks an upscale California style gnoshery followed by an oversized dessert at Planet Hollywood where among their extensive film prop collection I once again I got to go look at the Judge Dredd movie models I once worked on and reminisce about how once upon a time I almost had a film production career.
Sunday was sunny and warmer so we took a quick afternoon at a Disney water slide park called Blizzard Beach, where they themed the place as a ski resort than suddenly melts down, just for us Northern tourists I suppose, then finished up with an awesome dinner at another huge and ostentatious but beautiful mega-resort with its own $30 prix-fee shmorgasbord. I mustve put on a few pounds, but with 3 12-hour days of power marching around the theme parks I probably lost 8-10.
[Editorial Note: Speaking of killer whales and planets, I never believed the stories until now, but holy god in Heaven, America (or maybe just Middle America) really does seem to have a colossal weight problem, I saw more 200-400 pound men women and children throughout my visit in Orlando than I could ever have imagined, at least half of every human I saw, and it certainly didnt help that every 3 feet in every direction was another food stand selling doughnuts, funnel cakes ice cream and more. One day there wont be any more sugar to feed these people and then we'll have to arm ourselves against the hordes of cannibals trying to take over the country.]
All in all a nice time, but kind of expensive, and unforeseen bills were waiting for me when we got home...
::Gallery of Watery Phun::
amberwoodrose decided she wanted to jump on the Journey to Atlantis plume ride first thing despite my warnings, which logically proceeded to completely soak us through, which RM was still surprised by somehow. The giant Atlantean Tsunami Dragon told her she could buy a towel in the Atlantis gift shop but that just made her more mad....
Luckily the dolphin show and their public interaction tank (where fat Americans can feed skinny dolphins) helped us forget our dampened state, they were really beautiful animals despite being the sea mammal equivalent of nightclub entertainers with somewhat similar attitudes to boot. Then we managed to survive another crazy juddering ridefilm ride to the Wild Arctic to see a depressed polar bear and a happy beluga whale, then concluded with the Shamus Soaking Revenge show, where Shamu and 4-5 more of his family proceeded to do flips and deliberately launch hundreds of gallons of water into the first ten rows of the stadia...by that time we were smart enough to sit in the back and stayed dry. Again beautiful animals there, but surrounded by too many ugly Americans.
That night we went to the Disney Downtown and got sushi for dinner at Wolfgang Pucks an upscale California style gnoshery followed by an oversized dessert at Planet Hollywood where among their extensive film prop collection I once again I got to go look at the Judge Dredd movie models I once worked on and reminisce about how once upon a time I almost had a film production career.
Sunday was sunny and warmer so we took a quick afternoon at a Disney water slide park called Blizzard Beach, where they themed the place as a ski resort than suddenly melts down, just for us Northern tourists I suppose, then finished up with an awesome dinner at another huge and ostentatious but beautiful mega-resort with its own $30 prix-fee shmorgasbord. I mustve put on a few pounds, but with 3 12-hour days of power marching around the theme parks I probably lost 8-10.
[Editorial Note: Speaking of killer whales and planets, I never believed the stories until now, but holy god in Heaven, America (or maybe just Middle America) really does seem to have a colossal weight problem, I saw more 200-400 pound men women and children throughout my visit in Orlando than I could ever have imagined, at least half of every human I saw, and it certainly didnt help that every 3 feet in every direction was another food stand selling doughnuts, funnel cakes ice cream and more. One day there wont be any more sugar to feed these people and then we'll have to arm ourselves against the hordes of cannibals trying to take over the country.]
All in all a nice time, but kind of expensive, and unforeseen bills were waiting for me when we got home...