Day three--Epcot. Tired feet. Hot. Grateful for any shade. Loved Soarin'. Did it twice since that is what we went to first as the park opened. Other amazing things--Mexican mariachi band; a group that played on garbage cans and lids; a playful fountain; Kevin and Deborah did the Moon mission (they said I WOULD NOT like it).
And African drums; English street actors; and hundreds (it seemed) of school classes there on field trips.
Day Four--Magic Kingdom, again. But this time it was from 8 a.m. to 11 pm. We were tired after the evening fireworks, but as we noticed all the crowds leaving the park we just couldn't pass up the chance for short lines at Big Thunder Mountain Railroad and Splash Mountain. We left when the park closed (knowing full well that the next day was Sunday and we could REST our fatigued bodies).
The Bailey girls--as now constituted.
Oh how hard the work is to really have fun!
And African drums; English street actors; and hundreds (it seemed) of school classes there on field trips.
Day Four--Magic Kingdom, again. But this time it was from 8 a.m. to 11 pm. We were tired after the evening fireworks, but as we noticed all the crowds leaving the park we just couldn't pass up the chance for short lines at Big Thunder Mountain Railroad and Splash Mountain. We left when the park closed (knowing full well that the next day was Sunday and we could REST our fatigued bodies). 
The Bailey girls--as now constituted.
Oh how hard the work is to really have fun!
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