So apparently there is a new amusement park in Orlando. Right on International Drive. It’s called… Walgreen’s.
Seriously! I got into Orlando late on the Friday night, after a very scary-licious ghost tour in New Smyrna Beach. Headed to my hotel and immediately regretted my decision to stay on I Drive (instead of going for the bed and breakfast downtown that I’ve always promised myself I will stay in).. I got off the highway and only had to drive 3 and a half blocks to the hotels… which took me about 15 minutes – nothing like Friday night traffic on I Drive. Sigh. I dodged the drunken tourists blocking the door, managed to get my keys from the check-in dude who was busier ogling the hottie in the lobby than paying any attention to me and finally managed to track down my room.
I swung by Walgreen’s around 11 p.m. to get some water and aspirin and saw the most ridiculous thing – parents were actually dropping their kids off there and then, I guess, going to the bars nearby and drinking.
WTF!?
Yo! It’s a DRUG STORE! Sure, they have toys and magazines and candy and crap, but come on… Parents. It’s them I just don’t understand.
