In case you were wondering, it's a pleasant 80-plus degrees in Orlando and perfectly lovely. Normally I would have temperatures above 70 or so, but this isn't so bad—low humidity and nice breezes. Yesterday, we were sitting in Fantasy Land having a pleasant lunch, and Eustacia looked up at the blue skies and said, "Even the sky is happy here." That's Eustacia.
My only regret at the magic kingdom yesterday was that we only got to ride Peter Pan's Flight once, but we've got a few more days, so we might take the ferry over to the Magic Kingdom one evening and give it another shot when the line is shorter. We only rode It's A Small World twice (hee hee), and though I know once would be more than enough for a lot of people, I find the thing mesmerizing. Here is a photo of Don Quixote challenging the evil wind mill.
While going through the Haunted Mansion on those weird black cars that revolve around, the ride broke down for a few minutes. We happened to be in the cemetery at the time, and our car was facing the grave digger and his emaciated dog that whimpers. Howling ghosts were shooting up to the "sky," and this ghoul kept saying that playful ghosts had caused a slight delay. That went on for several minutes before we finally got moving again, and I was a little disappointed. I wondered what it would be like if they couldn't get it going again, and we all had to walk through the graves and talking ghosts to find the exit.
This is Eustacia in Mickey's house, not being bothered by having to spend spring break with her mom.
Today, off to EPCOT with dinner in France.