Orlando, the Disney town. We flew into Orlando and picked up our hire car. No complications and Kerry talked very sweetly to the rental company man resulting in us obtaining a Ford Taurus with plenty of room for 4 adults and their luggage. Next, we had to drive to the Summer Bay Resort which was proving problematical as our GPS (Tommy) could not seem to find it. After some various attempts to identify the correct address we identified the site and set sail passing through at least 8 tolls on new highway from the airport. After this trip I told Tommy to avoid all tolls.
We were due to arrive at the resort and meet David and Veronica Colch there as they were flying in from the Big Apple (New York if you don’t know). All things came together eventually, and we met in a very comfortable 2 bedroom apartment. We took a walk to orientate ourselves and to partake in the Big Kahuna festivities and dine around one of the resort pools. As we walked to the pool we got to see the sights of the resort some of the local wildlife (judging by the screens on all the houses the mossies are pretty big) and it was clear that it was designed for families with lots of fun parks and pools. On arriving we found out the festivities included a poolside karaoke to help us enjoy the evening as it was scheduled to finish at 10.00 o’clock. We selected the table furthest from the karaoke entrants and settled into the poolside atmosphere enjoying a greasy selection of American foods and drinks. At some time in the evening we noticed that we were missing something – “Rod” we needed to lift him to open the gate. The evening was quite relaxing, but the sun didn’t show any sign of setting until 8.00 pm with full darkness coming around 9.00 pm.
Walking home we realised this was a full moon (hence explaining why we had such an eclectic group of participants at the Karaoke) and Veronica and I fell behind to photograph the moon and a fountain. Kerry and David had passed the Reception building and as we made our way, we came across a newly arriving family with their kitten or, so I thought. Not so. The kitten had wandered out of the hedge and followed them. I picked it up and tried to return it to the mother cat hiding in the hedge without luck, so Veronica and I went to the Reception with me clutching a meowing kitten and all conversation in the reception stopped. One of the receptionist knew of the cat and took the kitten to return it to the litter or at least that is what he told us.
After our poolside party our next adventure the following day was to visit a joint run by some bloke called Capone. Very shady bunch in there but we thought we might hang around and see what the action was. It started by giving the password to the broad on the door then going upstairs to the bar for a soda pop (no alcohol its prohibition) and some nibbles before the main event which involved some underhanded thing with various families (all Italian by the way). They put on a spread for all of us whilst we tried to work this thing out – this bloke “Fingers” had undertaken some funny business with some product deliveries and they were trying to hide it from the local copper. Anyway it all turned out for the best we had a feed and copious drinks, Fingers was not arrested by the copper who somehow ended up in a relationship with the dame that ran this place. Go figure!
Kerry took us home to the apartment safely to sleep it off as we had appointment the next day for lunch with an astronaut at Cape Canaveral at the Kennedy Space Station. I was very excited.