When the parks close. We are of course physically and emotionally exhausted. So we get into the mass going toward the exit, see our resort bus (which is always at the end of the platform at every park for some reason). So we RUN as hard as we can, fueled by our limited mental facilities due to exhaustion and we arrive, just in time to smell the exhaust as the bus pulls out. So we enter the time warp which happens while waiting on the bus. When 1 minute seems like 10 minutes with another family who wants to talk

and seemingly hundreds of people who just arrived that we just ran past trying to get to the bus first. While we're waiting, the people in line are all giving us the eye

because we ran past them to get to the bus first, my 3 children

have fallen asleep on me and my wife

is blaming me that the bus is late.
Finally the bus arrives and we get on it and it’s so full, we have to stand up which is OK because if we tried to sit down, we couldn’t because it’s too full for our knees to bend. As I stand there, I’m thinking to myself because I can’t see out anyway and I notice that someone’s stroller is sticking into my back-and amazingly, we’re standing up. It’s that poor guy

who can’t get his double stroller to collapse and he looks at me with the “I’m embarrassed and sorry that I can’t make this thing work” and I, no longer upset, look at him like

“Been there Dude, I feel your pain.” As he and I are sharing this empathetic moment I notice that there also these rude kids who are blowing horns...LOUDLY. I look over at my wife and say

"I wish somebody would control their kids!" -to which she reply's "Honey....it's our kids."

To my horror, my 3 kids are playing their horns like Mariachi's while all the other guests are giving me the eye (Even my former empathetic brother

with the non-collapsing stroller that has left a mark in my back that my chiropractor

will buy a new bass boat trying to fix, is mad at me and gives me the eye!

). I finally get that horn noise stopped and the bus pulls into our first stop and the lights on the bus flash on which causes my pupils to contract at super speed giving me a pseudo ice cream head ache. However, nobody gets off. Just as quickly as they came on the lights shut off and now I'm seeing flashes while trying to keep my balance from the starting and stoping. We go to the next stop and on come the lights like one of those who spot lights in an old prison movie. My pupils again move too fast again and instantly the lights go off, initiating the flashing again and another headache ensues. We repeat that about 80 times and NOBODY gets off. Finally we get to our stop and everybody gets off. After we geget out to the side walk-I open the stroller, not for the kids but because nobody wants to pack anything, anymore and we still have an extreme walk back to our room. Unfortunately, our stroller got bent on the bus and only 3 wheels touch the ground and with the 80 pounds of “necessities” we took to the park and didn’t use that we have to drag back to our room. So, my family walks across the 6 parking lots to our room while I

push-drag-pull the three wheeled -splayed out (due to the extreme weight we’ve put on it) and the bend from the bus ride, stroller we finally reach the room and collapse across the beds while the TV plays in the background….all night....because we can't figure out how to turn it off. The next day we get up and do it all again and love it!!
