Jerry in Italy. But, we're pretending those are beer barrels instead of wine barrels.
Me eating some potstickers in China. They were one of my favorites, Jerry's too. Another item we each got one of.
In front of the waterfall in Norway.
I'd make a good Viking, right? I'm certain I would be excellent at plundering.
Jerry and I with Donald in Mexico.
The disappointments: My scallops from New Zealand got blown over by a sudden gust and I had only eaten half of them. Some seagull got to enjoy them instead. The mofongo from Puerto Rico was bland as hell, and it was $3 I wish I had back. In Turkey, I wish I had eaten the beef ravioli thing instead of the meze, which was fine, but that ravioli thing looked delicious once I saw it. And, I would not have gotten the quesadilla con chorizo in Argentina again. In fact, in reflection, I don't know why I did: It was a stupid choice -- nothing wrong with it, but how dumb am I to order a quesadilla at a food festival? Could I be any more dull?
It was pretty crowded and some of the lines got pretty long as the day progressed, but we didn't really mind -- we were busy walking and looking around (at both the sights and the increasingly drunk people around us) that the waiting went by quickly. In the end, we spent more than 8 hours at Epcot, and by the end of the day, we were stuffed, a little drunk, and really tired. So, yeah, it was a load of fun!