Ultimately, we ended up planning to have a double date out at Universal Studio’s Theme Park during her time here.
The sights were spectacular and the rides where amazing, with exception to the all too colorful Dr. Suess merry-go-round that I misplaced my dignity on. And of course, souvenirs where predictable concepts milked dry doting high price tags.
There were some families we encountered in which visible labels reading “Thing One” and “Thing Two” (via bright red shirts) were seemingly applied well--but embroidered hand towels, personal business cards and complete dining sets seemed to be, at the very least, a bit much. Actually, there were enough people sporting those tacky goods they could have started clans using their numbers.
Alas, it was good day and it doesn't get much better then that.
Every women needs her purse and well trained man. No shame in taking pride in what you do, boys. At one point they refused to return our purses, claiming that it was the source of our power. They're getting smarter!
We encountered this… interesting herd in the Jurassic Park area. A group of young Asian people all wearing the same bright yellow Marge Simpson tee-shirt. All we could do was speculate…
A super hero’s one weakness: children who wont cooperate. Sorry Cyclopes, you’re no Spidey.
To cliché?
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