I'd better stop because we feel we all have undergone enough
In fact, there is free wi-fi at the hotel. It took us seven hours to get here: Boston to Orlando by way of St. Louis, Birmingham, and a surprising quantity of screaming small children. (Who all got on for the last leg of the flight! Why?) It is immaterial; we had a splendid dinner at Emeril's (calamari with garlic-stuffed olives, andouille-crusted redfish for me and a mixed grill plate with short ribs and shrimp and risotto for
derspatchel, a chocolate soufflé so decadent it could collapse whole empires single-handed and I'd had no idea Nocello was a thing I liked) and played goofy alien-themed mini golf on the CityWalk and now we are listening to YouTube videos of the dearly departed Adventurers Club and miscellaneous songs off the iPod Rob's just plugged into the bedside clock. I suspect we are not going to remain awake much longer. So far, trip: success.

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Sorry about the screaming children. I've cousins in Birmingham, but their kids are all well behaved so I don't think it was any of them, at least.*
I wish you continuing trip success!
*And that's not a place where I've so many cousins that I'd lose track of a few.
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I suspect there are very few flights to Orlando that don't have an accumulation of screaming children. My sister and I once endured an 21-hour odyssey to Eugene, OR the last segment of which had us sitting behind a family with five young children, all returning from Disneyland. I spent most of that flight contemplating murder.
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This is a beautiful and poetic line. It's worth noting that this is what I mean when I say I don't post comments nearly as often as I enjoy your writing, all my comments tend to just be drooling over your turn of phrase.
However, this particular instance does have the secondary goal of being jealous that you have gotten to mini-golf. It has been several years for me, and I miss it.
~Sor
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