Not a camping family

While your family's typical vacation may involve pitching a tent and roasting a marshmallow, mine does not. In 27 days I'll be in Disneyland. Probably for the 20th time, and I'm only 26. And while the park hasn't exactly gotten better in the last decade (see the "Interesting Disney Blog" link on the right), and the youthful magic is long worn-off, it's still an escape.

I have nothing against camping. I just wouldn't consider setting up a tent, sleeping on a rock, cooking my own meals, getting eaten by bugs, and pooping in an outhouse a "vacation." Change of pace, yes. Vacation, no.

So even though I'm broke, here's a toast to airplanes, 3-star hotels (if they even exist), $12 hamburgers, and blowing months of financial savings in just a few days! Isn't life wonderful?

I wonder where Mickey goes when he needs a vacation.


ps. If you need a "vacation" from your job, go to this nifty site where you can watch every Simpsons episode ever made! Enjoy for now, as I'm doubtful it will last long.