Chip and Diana. Chip is the furry one.

Note to self: Never ask a guy if the outfit you're wearing makes you look too slutty.

Diana is back in control of the journal. We hit Epcot on Thursday, which was totally cool, as always, though several of the pavilions were closed for renovations. I suppose that's the drawback to going in the slow season and not having to deal with any lines.

Really! Very few lines at all, which was extremely cool. It got to where if there were more than ten people in line we left in disgust. Spoiled we were!

The dancing has been extremely awesome. We managed to find a place on the Boardwalk that has Swing six nights a week. Wednesday night we were there in time for the free Swing lesson, though we discovered later that we'd stumbled into an intermediate/advanced lesson, which explained why we both were somewhat overwhelmed by the lindy-hop step that was taught. I think that with about ten minutes more of instruction we could have figured it out, but we didn't get the chance to corner the instructors afterwards. Still though, we had a fantastic time, and went back there Friday and Saturday nights and did some major Swinging--as well as the occasional cha-cha and waltz.

Thursday night was spent at Pleasure Island, (where I wore the Rather Slutty Outfit) hopping from club to club, and finally ended up dancing (and attempting some salsa-dancing) in the street since the clubs were Pretty Darn Crowded. Also had the cool chance to watch a totally impromptu break-dancing circle-thingy.

We hit MGM on Friday, which doesn't have a whole lot in the way of rides, but was worth going to anyway simply for the Tower of Terror. Yes, we went on it three times. We also got to see the Indiana Jones Stunt thingummy, during which Kent and I stuffed our faces with pink fungus...er...cotton candy.
And, as I mentioned previously, we went back to the swing club to dance Friday night, where I was pointedly Not Carded. (The last time I had been.) But Kent explained why I hadn't been that time--this time it was a girl at the door, and she wasn't about to flatter me by asking to see my ID. Hmmf!

We tried to go see Cirque du Soleil Friday, but it was sold out, so today Kent went down to the front desk to try and grab two tickets early for one of the show today. But the computers were down, which led Kent to wonder if the people who invented Tomorrowland have Y2K compliant computers.

But we did get to see the show today. Ye Gods that's an unbelievable display of human talent. I've never really cared for circuses--they've always struck me as being somewhat creepy and sleazy. But Cirque du Soleil is nothing like that. Any creepiness is deliberate as part of the show, and there's nothing at all sleazy about it. I'm going to have to try and describe it in a later entry, because right now it's still in that indescribable stage in my head. But, I do have to say that when Kent bought the tickets for us (a present from him) I saw the price and did a major gasp and blanch at how much it cost. But after the first ten minutes of the show I realized that it was totally worth the price. If you ever get the chance to see Cirque du Soleil, do so! And don't worry about how much it costs.

And tomorrow we fly back to our respective homes. Sigh. It's been an absolutely fantastic vacation, and Kent is totally wonderful to spend time with.

Sheesh. I just asked him what he was thinking, since he had this oddly pensive look on his face. "I was wondering if the fire alarm has a motion sensor in it," he replied, then proceeded to tell me all the other weird thoughts that were going through his head. "Never mind," I said, "I'm sorry I asked."