The Everglades

So check in day in Orlando. Our flight down went great and my sis seemed really content riding in a cab down sunny, palm tree lined streets en route to our hotel. Of course I ran into twenty people I know, most of them CEOs, walking through the hotel lobby in my scrappy t-shirt and shorts. Oh well!

Upon check in the person at the hotel was explaining the different areas of the resort to us. "And here," she shared, "Is the Everglades Atrium with real alligators and turtles from the Everglades."

"The Everglades is here?" my sis asked. "Yes, just right around the corner," the hotel clerk explained. "The real Everglades, it's here?" sis again said. "Yes," responsed the hotel clerk. And then I jumped into clarify that it's not really the real Everglades but is part of the hotel that has plants and animals from the real Everglades. But it was a cute moment.