Epcot

My favorite park was Epcot. It was more of an educational park, but the part I liked about it was that behind the lake, they had different countries: Mexico, Norway, China, Germany, Italy, U.S.A., Japan, Morocco, France, U.K., and Canada.

It was sooo fun to see what these countries are kind of like. When you walked through each country, the plants, architecture, and workers changed. In Norway we ate some pastries and hugged a troll.

In China we saw these amazing Chinese acrobats. They looked really young. There was a lady that was on one of those tall unicycles. She put bowls her feet one at a time and threw them up on her head. After she threw/stacked 4 bowls on her head, she threw a cup and a spoon up there. It was amazing. Then there were these two twin girls who did body contortions while holding themselves up with one hand. Then there was a group of boys who did a whole bunch of intense jump rope tricks, complete with front flips and and the worm.

We also met Mulan.

In Germany I watch a glass blower work on a glass globe thing. It was pretty cool.

JapanCan you see the Eiffel Tower?United Kingdom...we saw Mary Poppins here!

In Canada there was this band called Off Kilter. It was a rock band with a bag pipe. It was really cool sounding. We even bought one of their CDs.

My favorite ride at Epcot was Soaring. It was like you were in this huge hang glider that was flying over different Californian landscapes: the Golden Gate bridge, the ocean, an orange orchard, a golf course, etc.

When we got to the airport on Sunday everything was going fine. The airplane was there ready to load. Everyone went through security and got on board the plane at five o'clock. The plane started moving. It went faster, and faster, and faster, then all of a sudden it slowed to a stop. The captain got on the intercom and said that the right jet engine didn't start. He said he would try again and if it didn't work they would have to have a mechanic look at it. It didn't work. We pulled into the docking bay while the mechanic looked at the engine. It turned out that they needed a part that wouldn't be able to get there until eight. We un-boarded the plane and waited, and waited, and waited. They ended up taking the plane to a hanger and dissembling the engine and putting it back together. (Mr Burger called the head guy of Delta and he said that that was the first time in 10 years where they couldn't fix that problem out on the runway) We ended up leaving around 11:30PM, arriving in Salt Lake around 3:30am, waited for our bus driver for 45 minutes, and then home to IF. It was a big adventure. We didn't get to IF until six a.m. our time. We were supposed to go to school that day, but Mr. Burger excused it!!