Well I’ve got Mrs Fogg into the park ready for the Horror Halloween night (check it out online), now all I have to do is just keep her here, so food helps as does alcoholic beverages.
By the time you are all tucked up in bed at 11.30pm, Mrs Fogg will be screaming her lungs out, by 7.30am tomorrow it will be all over and I’m sure I will deaf.
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A chill out morning in the pool in the glorious blazing 31 degree sunshine as we played spot the word that the sky writer was making, ah got it now!
Earlier in the week we caught this wonderful advertisement “Why Fly When You Can Catch a Bus”
Don’t know how long it had been waiting though
Next stop Bubba Gumps and collecting tickets for tonight’s horror show, Mrs Fogg just can’t wait!
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What’s the best way to scare the living day lights out of Mrs Fogg
We’ll soon see!
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Kevin our little traveling companion has set off back to the land of the cold, rain and dark skies, so what better way to toast Kevin’s departure than a trip to Red Lobster for a feast of lobster, snow crab legs, many different shrimp and broccoli (yes they actually do serve veg here), along with a Marguerita with grand marnier.
Your good health Kevin, it’s been fantastic showing you the sights, sounds and tastes of Orlando.
Unfortunately poor Mrs Fogg has the displeasure of my bugging the hell out of her for the next 3 days before we head home.
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Time for Kevin to head on back, so a round of crazy golf, Walmart and then the Airport
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IHop breakfast on Kevin’s last day in Florida (boo).
Yes 2 eggs scrambled, 2 rashers of bacon and 2 buttermilk pancakes with maple syrup.
YUM
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Another full day at Universal, attacking the Rocket 3 times, The Mummy
The Potty Harry Experience (again)
The Simpsons ride
Men in Black, Transformers and the Minions ride, followed by an impressive float precession (all in 37 degree heat and beautiful sunshine)
Before heading off to our final destination for the week, a real life rodeo.
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Ah, the magic of Animal Kingdom, Kevin enjoyed it, but I think the Fogg’s are a little past this Tired place with its twee rides and animals that look oh so happy.
Yes we did ride this one I’m afraid
Whilst meeting new hairy friends
Followed by a new experience for Kevin, a trip to a Japanese Steak House for a Sumo 8 course meal (which was actually 8 US courses so effectively enough to feed a small family for a week)
Another fun, long and tiring day followed by a dip in the pool.
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A full day of exploring St. Augustine with Mrs Fogg and Kevin in the blazing 90 degree heat.
First stop is the tram tour around the city
And while 2/3 of the team go exploring I get a hair cut and cut throat razor shave on my beautiful locks, now it’s smooth as a babies bum
Time then for Kevin to experience a new first, chowder followed by fried alligator tails
Onwards to the lighthouse with 219 steps, only to find it closed, so instead a walk along the beach and a paddle in a beautifully warm Atlantic
Finishing off with a 3hr drive back and time for Kevin to sample baby baby ribs at a smoke house
All bellies full, time to waddle off to sleep
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An eventual up and out to Kennedy Space Centre, all things rockety with the worlds funniest “unintentionally so” bus tour of platform 39a (where most of the shuttles took off and the same 5 stats being told to you over the 45 minute tour), being told “I’ve told you this so I can tell you that”, to “if you follow the powerline down to the tree out of the left window you will see the bald eagles nest” apart from there was miles of powerline and thousands of trees, along with the brilliant “if you look to the right in this small pond we have alligator, they weren’t there earlier, so must have gone for lunch”. But all told a good day with some cracking rockets and the worlds worst simulator, the shuttle that is supposed to make you feel like you are in a take-off, but actually feels like you are sat on a slightly rickety train.
On then up the coast to St. Augustine through torrential rain and an evening at the St. George Inn and a superb surf n turf at OC Whites
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