I love Disney World, but there are a few things even *I* won’t do there. Like any of the roller coasters. Any of them. Can’t do it. Severe motion sickness (I allow SoldierMan one turn on the teacups, and they always – ALWAYS – stop just 2 seconds shy of me hurling right there in the middle of the tent) and an intense fear of falling.
The other one is Splash Mountain. I did it once, on our honeymoon, for SoldierMan, and it was traumatic. Like seriously nightmare-inducing for me. Pretty sure I cried.
We went to Disney World on our pre-deployment leave. And he really, really wanted to do Splash Mountain, with me.
And because we were facing a deployment and I’m a dramatic worst-case fantasizer, I thought, “If he never comes back, I don’t want my one regret to be that I wouldn’t even go on Splash Mountain with him before he deployed.”
So I did. Pretty sure I cried a little that time, too.
I told him, he gets once every five years. That’s the best I can offer.
In other news, my GoPicnic! Giveaway has ended! Thanks to everyone who participated! And the winner is…
Yay Megan! I’ll be contacting you soon to get you connected to GoPicnic!
Hope everyone has a fabulous Thursday!