The roller-coaster even Walt Disney did not dream of

Here I am, 3 months and a week of California, a flight to New York, a quick session of re-packing, a flight to Miami, a 4-day cruise to Bahamas, four evenings of wobbling on waters, four 4-course dinners, a martini night, a white night, a ping-pong session with my most missed sibling and friend, several rounds of Blackjack, a jacuzzi session, a family raft adventure, a failed attempt at para-sailing (due to mechanical fault), a dark Bohemian tan on top of a Cali tan, a drive to Orlando, 7 days of walking from 9 am through 9 pm at Disney, a walk through Mickey's house, a visit to Cinderella's castle, a surprise party with friends for Minnie's birthday, a free fall from 13th story in the Hollywood Hotel, a peep into my eco-friendly future, an 1100-mile drive to New York, a stint with Georgia, North Carolina, South Carolina, Virginia, New Jersey and New York weekend/holiday traffic, a fever due to exertion and a round of honey-ginger-lemon teas, and 1600 photographs later, sitting in a Manhattan-bound New York subway.

Now that's a roller-coaster ride even Walt Disney never dreamt of!!