"Welcome to Celebration - Now Snowing Nightly! 6, 7, 8 and 9 PM"
There's a giant banner that says that as you drive into Celebration AKA the town that Disney built. We are very excited and want to go check it out. What do Floridian children get to see as snow? The first night, we missed the snow, but it was on the ground still melting, which just pumped us up further. Last night, we saw it.
It was soap.
They prepped the ground with a base coat that they shot out of a giant soap hose. Then, at 6, 7, 8 and 9, they blow soap suds down from giant boxes attached to the light poles. And parents let their babies run around in it, sit in it, throw it at each other. Why don't you just put them in the bath tub?
Evening timeline:
5 PM: walk around Celebration checking out restaurants and movie times
5:30: make reservations for dinner at 7
6:15: Daddy says, "I want to go see Narnia at 8!"
6:30: mad scramble for restaurant
6:45: start dinner
7:53: dinner is over. "See, I told you we'd have plenty of time!" Good thing the restaurant is next door to the movie theater.
Steven, Jane and I had already seen Narnia, so we decided to go check out Orlando, courtesy of Kris's directions. We freestyle up to Winter Park to check out the scene, then backtrack to downtown Orlando. What do we come upon on our way back but (seemingly) every motorcycle in Orlando! Yes, right outside Mama B's Giant Subs, there are at least 200 bikes lining the streets, and people hanging out everywhere. Just as we come down the block, so do two cop cars. Jane and I want to see what is going on; Steven wants to jet. After 12 or 15 blocks, we convince him to go back.
Just as we pull up, a showdown with the cops! A biker speeds off! A cop jumps in front of his bike and pulls a gun on him! The biker stops, and the cop forces him off his bike. (It turns out the gun is a taser.) The cops are yelling at him, and bikers are going by and yelling at the cops. An Italian princess is standing next to us, and her limo driver is translating everything that is going on (including some biker yelling out, "you're a weenie!" as he drives past the cop trying to move the now-confiscated motorcycle.)
Jane had never seen anyone get arrested, so this has been the highlight of her trip so far. Jane, I always knew you were my real daughter.