It’s a world of laughter
A world of tears
A world of hopes
And a world of fears . . .
Okay, go ahead and shoot me now. I’ve just put this tune into your head and you are now stuck humming it all day.
This song summarizes a part of my recent vacation. Prior to leaving on our cruise, Silverback Gorilla and I met up with a childhood friend of mine, Sandy, who now lives in Orlando. Together, we spent the day in Disney World.
Walt Disney World, probably the number one tourist destination in the United States, if not the world. Four theme parks, two water parks, golf courses, and resorts, all in an area as large as the City of San Francisco. What are the odds of running into someone you know? Someone who you don’t even know is going to be visiting Mickey and his friends.
As a child, my parents took my brother and I to Disney World several times. It was on the way to visit my grandparents in Miami. Back then; Disney World was one park, the Magic Kingdom. Jammed packed with people around Christmas time, we never imagined that we would run into anyone that we knew. Not just anyone but our next-door neighbors. Rarely did we speak with them so we had no idea that they would be there too. What are the odds of this chance encounter?
Could this happen again? Could I again go to Disney World and run into someone I know? No way. With thousands of people now in four theme parks, the odds makers in Vegas wouldn’t even touch this bet.
After riding Expedition Everest at the Animal Kingdom, Sandy and I were walking back to Silverback Gorilla who was waiting for us. “Hi,” I hear. “Is your daughter with you?”
It was Monkey’s teacher. Needless to say we were a bit shocked to see her because she was to be at school with Monkey. She explained that she had this trip planned and took the time off.
Well Vegas odds makers, hold on because I’m not done. Not only were Monkey’s teacher and her family at the Animal Kingdom, they were on vacation with another family – our neighbors who live two houses away. We had no idea they were going to be there and vice versa. I just beat the Vegas odds makers.
Okay, speaking of odds, I’ll move onto the cruise portion of our vacation and say that I made it into the final round of the ship’s slot tournament. That said, I think I used up all my “odds” in Disney because I ultimately came in last place in the tournament. But hey, I got a T-shirt for making it into the final round!
The best part of the trip for Silverback Gorilla and me; rest, relaxation, and a great suntan. But we hit the jackpot in being able to spend some relaxing time with our close friends with whom we took the cruise.
In a month I am headed back to Florida to spend a few days with Sandy. Will I see anyone that I know? The odds makers won’t even make that bet. But I say, “It’s a small world after all.”