Dynamite's Diary - 8th August 2021

So this weekend was super busy, what with Disney World and all that. Dad and I caught the plane to Florida on Friday and then chose to stay in one of the theme park hotels. The flight was only one or two hours and we set out in the morning anyway, so we were able to slip in some time in Disney World before properly going around it throughout the weekend.

I don't know how we did it, but we got our pets through the airport as well. The whole time, I was worried that somebody would catch on, but I guess nobody did. We couldn't take them into the theme park itself though, so we had to keep them in the hotel room. You can bet that our dog Jack Spaniels made a real mess of it every single time we were gone!

As expected, Dad had the time of his life at Disney World. He even decided that he was gonna go on every single ride he came across - or at least the ones that we were allowed on. You bet that we went on the big name rides in the process! We went on Tower of Terror, Haunted Mansion, Big Thunder Mountain Railroad, you name it. We even went on those Storybook Land Canal Boats that take you inside that giant whale. That's always been my favorite part of the ride.

I have to admit, I actually had fun myself. I even went on the Tower of Terror three times simply because I was enjoying it that much this time round. I refused to go on the Small World ride though. Those dolls and clown balloons always creeped me out. That was pretty much the only ride I skipped.

I will complain about one thing though. On our last night, Dad got absolutely sloshed at the bar and passed out shortly afterwards. I had to carry him back to the hotel room and let me state this - he's so fricking heavy! Even weight training from him didn't prepare me for something like this. He had a pretty nasty hangover in the morning, but he felt that it was worth it.

We tried our best to get the hotel room back into shape before leaving, but I'm pretty sure that there's no way to get rid of that weird smell on the TV. Maybe we shouldn't have let Jack near it. Dad also took some of the towels with us - he'd originally taken them into the park to dry off after the wet rides, and then just decided to keep them anyway.

Anyway, we're back home now. Dad's already wanting to go back to Disney World, though I honestly think one weekend is enough for the moment. I think it's done a solid on his mood - he's feeling much happier now despite everything that happened last week between him and Marshall. Hopefully he stays like that for a while longer.

Tomorrow I'll be heading over to Mom's place to spend time with her there. Mom and Dad have never gotten along well and they still don't. I guess you could say I'm one of those "suitcase kids", switching from one parent to another each week. It's tricky, but I've gotten the hang of it overtime.

Besides, now that the Disney World break is done, next weekend is camping time between me and the girls. We still need to pick somewhere to actually head to, as I came up with the idea but not the location. Gemma's just as excited as I am, though Lottie keeps wanting to pull out. Who knows, maybe she'll change her mind at the last second.