“Well,” my grandmother asked, “are you excited?” I had no idea what she meant by this statement. Nothing particularly exciting had happened in my life recently. It was just the usual routine of a high school sophomore. I could not think of any other answer but, “About what,” I asked, hoping for some small clue about what she meant. “About Disney! We’re going to Disney,” my grandmother responded, with notable excitement in her voice. To say that my grandparents loved Disney World is an understatement. Over the years, they had made several trips to the Florida theme parks. At the time of our conversation, they probably had been at least a half dozen times. I just figured this was my grandmother’s roundabout way of announcing their next trip. “Oh…fun…” I said, still a bit confused. “Well, aren’t you excited about it?” Her voice was a mix of anticipation and slight impatience. This cryptic back and forth...
A truthful and often amusing take on travel . . . and life, in general.