My Feet Hurt

I walked over eight and a half miles today on hot asphalt in 100° temperatures. I climbed the equivalent of twelve flights of stairs. My feet feel like two burning lumps of raw meat. My back is crying to be put out of its misery.

-BUT-

I rode Splash Mountain and Space Mountain and some other mountain I can never remember the name of. I rode in a flying ship a la Peter Pan and watched a symphony in 4D. I toured a Haunted Mansion and picked up a hitchhiking ghost. I sailed the seven seas with Captain Jack Sparrow. And, I did battle with a group of space aliens alongside Buzz Lightyear.

-SO-

I’ll put on my stinky sneakers and head out to another theme park in the morning. 

What a wonderful day! Thank you CB, Lord Jeff, and kids for allowing me to tag along.

Peace, people!

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Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

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