May 2010 Visit.

 We brought our youngest Granddaughter for her 7th birthday and our daughter for her 21st+ Birthday celebrations. The usual rain in the afternoons and nice weather the balance of the days. For those who do not know - the beginning of May is Snake breeding time. We opened the door to our room at the Caribbean and found a couple of big snakes doing their thing right in front of the door. Considering I have been bitten by a rattler when I was 7 and a Copper head when I was 26, I have a snake phobia.

Trading was fun at Epcot - I would arrive early to set up our Trading book and do a little trading until Carolyn woke up, did her hair and came to the Park.

Our Granddaughter Mia was perfect this trip even though this is the first trip we did not get a stroller. She walked the whole time without one complaint, stopped to trade with us and would patiently wait in line.

Our daughter found out she was expecting just before we left on this trip. Great news except she could no longer take Mia on the rides that Grandpa Ain't doing. Needless to say I ended up on Tower of Terror and Rock n' Roller coaster. I went on the Tower first with encouragement from a 7 yr old. The first drop extracted a squeal of delight from Mia and a string of curse words ( Mild ones) from me. The rest of the drops brought the same squeals from Mia and hysterical laughter from me. Next stop was Rock n roller coaster. While standing in line Mia is shivering with delighted anticipation for the ride when she says " Look Pa those are the  cool cars we are going to ride, It will be fun, You will be alright".  I looked at the cars, then in a literal blink of the eye - They were gone, shot in to the darkness like a rocket.

I knew I had to man up for this one because I promised the birthday Girl that Pa would ride this one with her.

The had come and once we were strapped in and in line for take off, Mia pats my hand to tell me I will be alright. The S.O.B. takes off like a Bat out of Hades into the dark I think. Because I closed my eyes and screamed a string of obscenities. After the 1st twist all I could do is hang on and hope for an early death. After what seemed like a 4 day ride we dismounted from the ride from hell, I was green and sweaty. I did not feel right for over an hour after that, Carolyn and Jessie both kept looking at me wondering if I was having the big one.

Bottom Line - I have no problem running in and out of traffic at over 100 mph with lights and sirens in rush hour traffic, however there is no ways in Hell anyone will ever get me on that damn roller coaster again.