Well, the nasty crud that has been passed around in my family finally caught up to me today. Although I didn’t vomit, I spent the day in bed with a terrible stomachache. 

This was in the parking lot of a chevy dealership. As we left Orlando (still in the Disney parking lot, actually) the van brakes were acting and sounding strangely. Instead of the long drive we planned, we just drove to a fairly close chevy dealership. They were able to locate and fix the problem same day, and we left relieved, and pockets lighter!

It was getting late, but I wanted to salvage the day a bit so we stopped on a beach to watch the sunset.