Nothing can stop me! I am everyone's ride or die!

 Say you have a cold, congestion, coughing, the works.  The generally accepted course of action is lots of rest and liquids.  Maybe OJ, and/or chicken soup.  Now all that's ok, but if you ask me, changing climate works the best.  It should be humid!  It should be hot!  Lounging next to a pool with a bar takes care of the rest and liquids part.  They probably even have OJ.  

Back in November, I had a cold.  It was purely coincidental that I had an Orlando trip planned.  
The sun and humidity was a balm, but the idea of alcohol when I'm sick is unappealing.  Still I 'struggled' thru.  What I did learn was NEVER mix alcohol and cold medicine.  My friend (who planned the trip) laughed and laughed.  "I have never seen you so fucked up".  Think glassy eyes, paralyzed limbs, saying "Hunh?" a lot.  The fact that I'm quite over weight probably kept me from OD'ing.  

Anyway, the climate agrees with me.  I feel like the sun dries my out my lungs and sinuses, yet the humidity keeps my throat from getting irritated.  At this stage in my life, it is important to minimize coughing and sneezing.  For you younger woman (and stronger woman), that means pissing yourself less.  So thankful for the in room washer and dryer.  

Some may wonder why I went.  Shouldn't I have stayed home, if I was sick?  Imagine me shaking my head disappointedly at your stodgy priorities.  Not go to Florida?  For any reason?  Are you mad?  You're talking to a woman whose heart is filled with irrepressible wander lust!  (After she takes a nap).  Nothing can stop the feet of a wanderer from stepping on a plane or a boat or other mode of transportation if the promise of adventure is in the air!  After all, you can nap on a plane.  Rest assured I wore a mask to protect my fellow passengers.  I don't want to ruin anyone's vacation or life.  Also, think how disappointed my friend would have been?  she'd already been bailed on once.  Twice would have broken her heart!  

I guess I should talk about activities for a bit.  I was well enough to hit Disney.  We did Animal Kingdom.  I highly recommend the Avatar ride.  It's one of those 3-D rides, that's not really a ride.  so cool.  We did it twice and both times at the end I put both arms in the air, though I restrained myself from whooping in exaltation.  The atmosphere is always great at Disney, so dancing Africans, giant tree of life, safaris!  They do that part right at all of the parks I've been to, only three.  I like that.  Gets me in the mood.  

Disney Springs is always nice.  They have a bakery there called Gideon's.  It's like a two hour wait for a goth themed sugar fever dream of deliciousness.  we're talking 1/2 pound cookies and giant slabs of cake with an equal parts buttercream to cake ratio.  The cookies are the thing though.  the coffee cake cookie, i think is their claim to fame.  myself, i liked the pistachio.  Back to the mathematical proof of perfection, the ratio of salty to sweet, crunchy to soft, heft to texture, were enough to make me see God.  I am addicted to sugar you see.  Sugar, new places, fancy food, adventure, maybe an adult beverage, who doesn't love these things?  

Disney Springs is an outside mall on steroids.  I kinda like it better than the parks.  I can buy jewelry.  I can eat cookies.  I can walk around with fanciful alcoholic beverages.  I can see Cirque du Soleil.  I can watch a movie.  I can eat candy.  I can buy legos.  What can't I do?  Smoke.  there are smoking areas.  Hidden, shameful areas, that feel grim and dingy.  No fun here.  And, yes, we are judging you.  I don't smoke myself, but I sympathize.  Smoking is bad for you but so are those half pound cookies.  So why is one demonized?  and the other is celebrated?  

So time to summarize...  Always go anywhere and everywhere, period.  Don't mix alcohol and drugs.  Eat the cookie, but only one.  Take it all in.