Guest Post #2- Great places on Earth - alternately titled 'the one where I hate on Disney

Heya fabulous freaders, I'm heidi over at Life in Pink. And yes, like the name implies, I love me some pink. Everything pink.

So while Julie prances around Chicago or Disney World or wherever she's globetrotting to, you're stuck with moi. And I'm going to talk about family vacations today. Cause i've had a few disappointing ones - nowhere near as cool as the DW or the Bahamas (my boss went last weekend with her family. Yes, just for the weekend) but i digress...

For the record, i would like to be known that I have never been to either of those places. Chicago, while has some appeal, seems either too hott or wayyyy too cold for my liking. Says the girl originally from the land of frigid - Vermont.

But what I'm most bitter about is being twenty five years young and not having yet been to the most wonderful place on Earth. I've never seen the mouse, I've never hugged Goofy and I've never been on Thunder Mountain or whatever that ginormous ride is that goes straight down. I don't think I'd like it much, I get qweasy on those types of rides but still...it's the principle.

My junior year of college, my mother went without me. Not just me, but my brother and sister also. You see, I'm the youngest, so after I left the nest, mom started dating. She started dating a great guy who's taken her to Disney, on a cruise, and back to Florida. I've never been to Disney, nor have I been on a cruise. But my mother went to Disney for the first time without me. On Thanksgiving.

Now I love my mother, but essentially she said to me "well you can come, but you have to pay for yourself." Even though her boyfriend was bringing and paying for his two bastard sons (they're not really bastards. Just big jerks) So I spent Thanksgiving in Ithaca with my then boyfriend and his lovely family. Which wasn't bad other than the fact that neither of my parents called me to wish me a happy thanksgiving...

But let's not be bitter or jump to the conclusion that my parents are bad people. They're not. They just do silly things sometimes. I once called my dad up asking for money in college, he was on vaca with the second family, and he called me back because he lost service while driving through a tunnel in Pennsylvania. Yes, PA is the hippest vacation joint on the East coast. Dad and the fam had gone to Lancaster and Hershey. Yep, Lancaster PA. Apparently the Amish Country is a great sight to see.

I do have good memories of a few vacations - I spent many a spring break on the Cape with my family pre-divorce era. We had gone "down the Shore" in Jersey terms to Seaside Heights, NJ before MTV moved in and made it cool. We had also spent a very cold February break in Bath, Maine - these all being places my father was working at, not just random places my parents pointed to on a map.

By the time I was old enough, i had enough of the family vaca. I took some real vacations - though no where that I'd end up Girls Gone Wild for the record. I went to Singapore with my now ex in College which was the first time I had even traveled out of the country that wasn't...Canada. Then, for my final spring break in college, I went to London and Amsterdam with a friend of mine. No I didn't get high in Amsterdam (though i did have an Amster-dam good time!! har har har har har har I crack myself up), but i did drink a lot of Heineken. And I kissed a couple of brits, and drank a lot of good beer in London and saw Big Ben. NO I didn't run into Prince William...bummer. I know.

My point is, vacations come in all sizes. So Jules, remember, when you're down in Florida, that it may CLAIM it's the most wonderful place on Earth...but there are other places that might be better - Amish Country? Jersey Shore? or Europe and Southeast Asian city-nations. Have a great time and bring me back some of the mouse ears will ya? I've never gotten a pair :(

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