Needs more Reylo.
In June I ended up with monster blisters on each of my pinky toes. It was so painful for me to walk. I couldn't do it normally, so I had to adjust the way I walked, which only made my feet ache and cramp when I sat down. Luckily I wasn't feeling it until the last day of the trip, but we had WS planned for the last afternoon, and I was a trooper through it. The following morning when we got up to walk to the car around 4 or 5am, I could barely make it down. If anyone had seen me, they probably would have thought I was in my 90s.Last attraction of the evening:
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We are not staying for fireworks. Today is what I was afraid the whole trip was going to be like. My feet are like Kleenex boxes, I have a monster blister, and my hip is very, very bad. I have my post-surgery scrip in the safe ... and I will be opening it.
I saw a lady in a wheelchair tonight who didn’t look too badly off, and I was kind of hoping she would fall out (no, I did not suggest that J should tip her) so I could snag her chair.
No worries. We are in the truck, dropping of the young’uns, grabbing their candy, and heading back to our resort.
I like that move.As I mentioned in @Tuvalu ‘s TR, I really think we’re leaning toward booking Caribbean Beach Resort next year.
We’ve had six years at Pop, and now six years at Coronado; but I think the Skyliner access is really going to tip the balance. If we don’t feel it’s a good fit, we can always come back.
We’ll be like Ross and Rachel - on a break.
Your thoughts are warmly received and much appreciated.I remember that morning so well, and the barrage of tragedy after tragedy, and literally getting on my knees and begging God to make it stop.
Thinking especially of @Tiggerish today.