You see, as restful as a vacation is supposed to be, ours rarely fits that description. They may be pleasurable, but there is nothing at all simple about them. We stay busy packing and driving and site seeing and walking...
and walking....and walking...
This year was much the same,
but in the middle of it all,
there was one moment that stuck out above all as reaching the level of
Was it strolling in the surf?
I just put that picture to throw you off track. I'm sneaky like that.
Car games with a captive audience? Singing with the Munchkins?
Eating my way through Epcot?
and close, but...no.
Instead, my vacation simple pleasure occurred in the middle of the Magic Kingdom, in the middle of the summer, smack dab in the middle of the day.
You see, at a time when any logical family would be ducking for cover inside the nearest ice cream store, this bunch of Huckleberries decided to hop aboard a raft in the blazing sun and sail over to Tom Sawyer's Island.
It seemed like a good idea at the time. Somehow, with all those trees, it looked cooler from the other side of the water. Well, looks can be deceiving, folks. There wasn't a breath of air on the island, and after about thirty minutes of following the seven-year-old boy I married
through the caves
and across the bridges
and into the rifle roosts,
this hot mama was just about to hurl herself into the River Disney.
And that's when I saw it.
It was cold, too, so cold that I got back in line like a first grader to guzzle some more.
It's funny. We've done our best to glamour up the whole water drinking process. We have our bottled water and sparking water and fancy drinking containers, but in the end, nothing quite compares to ice cold water springing out of a regular old fountain.
I don't know about you, but slurping it up kind of makes me feel like a kid again.
Who knows...maybe we really did find the Fountain of Youth on vacation after all.
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