…I guess if I have to be “stuck” somewhere, I wouldn’t mind it at WDW as much…
Don’t know how many times I’ve posted about the week we were at the Poly, watching as Wilma moved in slow motion towards my house. I don’t remember it being much of a magical time.
At least I was able to stop at the Wal Mart on 535 and pick up supplies as we hit the road for home and no power and uncertainty as to damage (luckily light).
And then on the drive home, we were graced with the outer bands of Sandy, the prelude to two days of wind and rain at home.
But at least we had good weather in WDW!
And now the temps have taken a nice dive here too!
(Though not as bad as it was in Orlando the night after Wilma when it went down to the 40’s)