Opinions do change—especially of the worst part of
a great thing. It was my first time in Disney World. Even better I was
with my cousins and family—on my mom’s side—who I rarely see since they
live in the Midwest. After a few days at the other parks, we went to
Epcot. I realized that everyone was having fun waiting in line. We saw
that the wait for the ride was over two hours, and a couple of my
cousins as well as two uncles and I were out of there. We went to a
mini-golf course that we had seen earlier while driving to the parks.
We played a couple of rounds of mini-golf. They kept asking me if it was
okay with my parents that I drank so much Pepsi, since I drank four or
five bottles. I said they won’t mind and I had a ton of energy. After a
while we got bored with mini-golf and started to head back toward the
parks. I felt super-charged. I was talking a lot because of all the
sodas I had had. When we arrived back at Epcot, we joined the rest of
the group. They started to fill us in on all they did. Some of the
things were pretty cool.
In the daylight, the park was very cool, but at night it was awesome,
like a scene from a dream. It was dark and we had split up into groups
earlier. One of my cousins went with us while others were in different
places. Also one uncle went with us. So in the group was my cousin
Jacob—in between my brother and me in age—and my Uncle Shad. We were
going around to all the countries they had. There were many areas that
were called a country and had tons of things found in that country. We
went all over the world in one night—kind of like Santa Claus. While in
Germany, we got some chocolates and caramels. They tasted really good
since they were authentic. Then we got some really good food. Uncle Shad
decided to try on a tiny rainbow hat with tiny umbrella like wings on
it. My uncle—a very tall man with a glass eye—looked very funny in the
hat, and we took pictures of him and sent them to my aunt—his wife—and
my mom, who were both with the little kids. After that we went to China.
We were walking around in there and then my dad—an exceptionally big man
as well, even though he isn’t as tall—came out wearing one of those flat
hats that farmers wear. In his hand was an umbrella that had flowers on
it and was kind of see through.
The last thing that we did before we went to meet up with the rest of
the group was get a massive plate of nachos and sodas—that was a lot of
sodas for me. They were great. The nachos had meat, cheese, guacamole,
beans, and tons of other toppings. We met up with the rest of the group
and headed back to the resort— the Marriott, which was a timeshare—which
was super nice.