Cinderella's Castle

It was a l-o-n-g day at Disney World, going from 9:30 a.m. to 9:30 p.m. 12 hours of walking, waiting, and riding the rides. Well, at least most of us walked. Merrick got the royal treatment...since Grandma rented him a stroller for the two days we are here. I lost the bet, since I didn't think he would ride in it. Boy, was I WRONG! After every attraction, he was right back in it, with his daddy Doug pushing him.

I quickly found out that I'm not 35 any more. Or, 45 or 55 either. The roller coasters hurt my back, and I just don't care for speed any more.

Doug and I decided to stay for the nightly fireworks show, and then we took one of the last trips of the night on Space Mountain...a roller coaster almost completely in the dark. What was I thinking?

https://www.flickr.com/photos/124969130@N06/albums/72157661629838253 A few other pictures are on my Flickr page. More fireworks, some of the rides, and one t-i-r-e-d little boy. Make that 3 tired little boys,