Most people love to go on vacations with their families to Walt Disney World, in Orlando Florida. It is one of the most popular vacation spots in America. However this vacation spot is not perfect and believe it or not this is the setting for my worst vacation ever.
It all started when I was a teenager in middle school. I was part of an advanced science class, and the school decided to allow our class to go to Disney World for a four day educational experience. They said it would be an unforgettable experience, and they were right. Our flight out left the airport at 3am, which was a terrible sight to see. All the parents dropping off their children had a distinct look of exhaustion on their faces. It was not a good start to the trip. The airplane ride was long and hot and full of loud 13 year olds and their chaperons who were too tired to discipline them. I can’t image what the other regular passengers felt about this.
What seemed like days later we landed and went to the hotel which was a short distance away. We had been assigned roommates and were expected to share a suite with 4 others. I was assigned to share a room with two other girls that I knew to be nice, but the fourth was a huge problem. Her name was Hannah and she was an over dramatic complainer who also happened to be one of the dirtiest people I have ever met. In the four days that we stayed there she never once took a shower and she seemed to wear the same clothes for the entire time. Needless to say out room smelled like B.O. Whenever we tried to open a window to air out the room Hannah would fly into a rage and say that she would get sick because of the draft, despite the fact that the temperature outside was 70 degrees. The smell became so pungent that myself and the two other girls decided to let her sleep in the bedroom by herself. The three of us set up camp in the living room floor away from her stench. Hannah also brought with her a dirty smelly doll and something she called her security blanket. This blanket looked more to me like a dirty shredded rag. She admitted to never washing it, and disgustingly eating pieces off of it (which explains why it was shredded looking and missing pieces).
Hannah was only the beginning of the problems. Our first stop was the Kennedy Space Center, a museum of the history of space exploration. This was the most boring activity that we did. Groups of students traveled in shuttles with a monotone tour guide talked for hours about space exploration. The tour guide was so boring that she even made space adventures seem dull. We were only permitted to get off the tour shuttle at one stop, and all the sitting really started to hurt. The worst part is that we spent the entire day at this awful place. Where was the fun activities that we had been promised?
Our next activity was going snorkeling in a coral reef. This one something that most people were looking forward to and the brochure made it look like tons of fun. This day was anything but fun. Our tour guides for this part of the trip were three overweight women who smelled almost as bad as Hannah. They were beyond mean and grumpy. First we went snorkeling in what was supposed to be a coral reef. It was a small area in the ocean that was full of rocks and tadpoles. but no coral. The water wasn’t even clear enough to see anything. The snorkels we were given looked really old and they leaked very badly. I swallowed a great deal of salt water that afternoon. The worst part is after we were finished using the snorkel, the tour guides handed it off to the next person without washing it. Those people were clearly not concerned about bacteria or possible illnesses that could be spread. After spending a few hours using dirty snorkels we to a break for lunch. The tour company provided us with ham sandwiches, bagged potato chips, and bottled water. This wasn’t the best lunch ever, but so far it was the most edible thing we had been given since our arrival. This small piece of joy didn’t last long for me. I accidentally dropped the top bun on my sandwich in the sand and when I asked for a new one they refused. The tour guides said it was my own fault and if they gave me an extra top bun then they would have an uneven number of buns and that was unacceptable to them. After a Long argument it was clear my lunch was ruined, so I gave up and threw the rest of my sandwich in the sand out of anger.
At thins point I was beyond aggravated but there was one last hope. The last two days were going to be spent in the actual Disney Parks. I was hoping that a ride or two would cheer me up and make up for all the bad things that had happened so far. When we got to the park we had to break up into groups and I of coarse, was stuck with Hannah. This turned out to be the worst experience for two reasons. First, she refused to go on any rides and wouldn’t let me go on any rides by myself. We ended up walking around Magic Kingdom and Animal Kingdom for hours no doing anything. She wouldn’t even let me stop for lunch to use my free meal coupon. Every time I tried to walk into a restaurant to use my meal coupon she would start screaming at me. She said would not walk into the restaurant with me and if I left her alone and she got kidnapped her family would sue me. I eventually gave up any hope of doing anything fun. Secondly, she cried most of the time and said she was homesick. I was embarrassed to be seen with smelly girl who was crying in what they call “the happiest place on Earth”. I let her use my cellphone to quickly call home. I thought a short 10 minute phone call to her parents would cheer her up enough so she would let me go on a ride. She was on the phone for over an hour sobbing and I sat there helpless while she racked up my phone bill on a long distance call.
The trip couldn’t end fast enough for me. In four days I managed to ruin my perception of Walt Disney World. I bought a bunch of overpriced souvenirs for a trip that I didn’t want to remember. I never went on any ride sat the park, I never ate a decent meal and I never had any fun. It was a huge waste of my time and money. This trip was truly one of the worst experience of my life. It was anything but “the happiest place on Earth”. I hope one day I can go to Orlando again and have a great vacation to make up for this nightmare.