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4.20.2005

"You can't listen to that, it might have a crescendo"

I had another blast of a day... My last real one in Orlando =(

I get to fly back to the real world at 5pm this evening.

I'm going to hate going back. It was sooo nice to get to see Mel and bri. It's just weird that way. I doubt I could have said that years ago, but now it makes total sense. I have to make this a more regular trip. That's for sure.

We spent the day yesterday touristing in Orlando. Drove through some... Well, let's say interesting, neighborHOODS.

Then came the holy land. I wanted to get something for Ben. And really what's better than a jeebus. This place was a kick. I had to pay 30 bucks to get in for an hour (they would refund if I made it out before my time was up). Then I had that time to experience the Holy Land. There were little ol ladies in huge t-shirts and teva sandals everywhere.

Let me set the scene. Picture you're in the middle east, 66 ad. The people with bored looking expressions standing behind kiosks praying to god, conveniently, that you don't come talk to them. He is risen, beautifully manicured into the side of the pond, the sounds of freeway, reversing rascal scooters, and dragging walkers in the background. And a man telling everyone, "The passion drama is going to start in about 20 minutes. Your going to want to watch this, it will be like nothing you have ever seen." At this I pause, he was about the sixth guy I had heard say that... or maybe it was the same guy and he was following me around the park because he knew I was going to burst into heathen flames at any minute. Either way I had shopping to do, but thought I might check it out. Found a little bookstore in the back of the complex (The whole thing is about the size of a high school football stadium) and got Ben's present. The evangecube, complete with instructions on how to make the people you are telling about jeebus repent and be saved. It was a good deal at 6.95, considering.

I headed on my merry little way back to the front gate. Only to get herded into the brown lines, because "caesars soldiers were marching." WHAT?? I wanted to look at the guy and say, hey, you, I'm on a limit here, but then I became fascinated. They were going to crucify jeebus right in the middle of central Florida.

But after a big of song from Mary, and the soldiers marching I had to jet. Met Mel and bri and we headed out. Bri did get some pics from the car (check them out on his blog) so the day was not lost.

After that I got some sweet souvenir shopping done, and then we headed to Disney. They showed me the lodges I haven't seen yet. Animal Kingdom lodge is cool, it's like a zoo, but a hotel too. And the wilderness lodge reminds me of home. I got a little choked up at one point, it kinda made me homesick.

then we went downtown in search of an Edna. No luck. And came home.

It was a great last day. I had a blast. I am ready to come back again.

It was the best week I have had in a long time, I'm going to miss these guys. But I will be back soon.

r

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