… and not for business this time! 

My husband and I have been together for nine years next month.  And not once in those nine years have we taken a vacation that did not involve dressing up in armor or a medieval dress.  We got married during our first Crown reign and our honeymoon was the Crown Tournament to select our successors.  For the uninitiated, the SCA chooses its Crowns every six months by combat, and being Crown usually results in a subsequent six months filled with a lot of travel and a lot of paperwork, but empty of pocketbook.  We have done this three times, and have spent most of our wedded days either being on an SCA throne or recovering from one.

We have been holding our breath and crossing our fingers, but now it looks like my husband’s new job is going to give him the time off for our long planned REAL VACATION!  To a REAL VACATION SPOT!  I actually have paid plane tickets, and reserved lodging (courtesy of my friends, Valerie and Jon, who have a time-share).  This coming September, we are going to another kind of Magic Kingdom – the one in DISNEYWORLD!

I have been to 49 of the 50 US states (I will make it to Alaska some day), Canada (frequently, grew up on the border), and Mexico.  I went to school in Spain and backpacked across Europe.  I stayed for a few weeks in a holiday flat two blocks from the Thames in London.  But I have never, ever been to Disneyworld.  So, as cheesy and humdrum as Orlando may seem as a vacation destination, I am really, really excited.  Plus I get to take my son, who will be just old enough to enjoy himself, and just young enough that I still don’t have to pay admission.

I am already teaching Harry to say “Mickey Mouse”.