There was some question about where or not we would.
The drive to Kingsley was fine, but just as we were getting ready to leave the plantation, it started raining.
For quite a bit of the trip to Orlando, the rain was coming down so hard that there was almost no visibility.
We are now safely staying at a hotel in one of the more touristy parts of Orlando. Our room is on the 14th floor (well, really it's the 13th floor, but thanks to superstitious people, the floors are counted 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 14). This is the view from our window:
Those things that look like giant neon lit chopsticks sticking out of the ground are a huge bungee jumping ride.
This is the vertigo inducing view from the balcony just outside our door. There is an open air, central courtyard.
Right now, Blaze is watching a fireworks show off in the distance.