Euro-Chi, por favor...

After I helped the USF football team to victory, I headed up to Orlando to stay with Carli for a few days. Now, Carli lives in Orlando, land of turnpikes, toll fees, and confusing road systems. I was supposed to merge on this toll road I was on to get on another (meaning another 5 bucks down the drain...oh, wait, I'm sorry, toll roads are so superior to regular roads...oops, another flat...) but somehow I ended up staying on the original toll road. No problem, right? Just get off and turn around. Except that there was no place to get back on. And when I finally did I saw a sign...

Entrance Ramp West Bound Closed. Follow Detour.

There was no hope for me after that. I start following the detour from...Hello, is that a sign for Epcot? Oh no, there's one for Disney World...I ended up at Disney World. If you know anything about Disney World, they design the road systems so that you will never find your way out. 30 minutes later I found myself back on the road.

But eventually, I got to Carli's. My wallet was empty and my stomach was eating itself, but I made it. Here's some pics:




Me and Carli in "Winta' Pa'k," Florida. You think that Golden Eagle's snobby? You ain't seen nothing.



Carli and Zorro



We got to talk to our hero, Jake Mumm. He was lost on some country Texas road trying to find a taxidermist for his boss' two deer heads he had in the back of his Ford escort. Gross.




Me, Carli and Jake



We were really excited about...I don't know, actually...



Look at my mad jumping skilz



Carli's got some long arms...but not MASSIVE ARMS!



The amazing magnet on Carli's fridge.