The Happiest Place on Earth

I spent the week in Orlando Florida for a business conference.  I have never been to Orlando before and I may never return.  Not voluntarily at least.

Of all the cities in the US I have visited, I would have to say Orlando is by far the most soul-less of any.   There are no local restaurants, everything is chain.  It is made up entirely of hotels and resorts. There is really nothing interesting to look at.  It’s hot.  It’s muggy.

Yet people flock here in droves.

They call it the happiest place in the world – Disney does at least.  I don’t think I have ever run across so many people collectively complaining about everything.  They complained at the airport.  They complained at the restaurants.  They complained in the train.  They complained in the sky.  And don’t get me started on the number of kids absolutely wailing their eyes out about something.  Or about nothing.

Happiest place on earth?  Not quite.  I’m so happy to be going home to Tu.