Friends of Disney

Before I started the College Program I imagined solitary theme parking and resort hopping because I didn't think I would find friends. 

I didn't just find friends, I found friends of friends too. We are all friends of Disney. 

One Epcot Friday was spent with Kyra, Kayla, Jeremy, Michael, Kyle and Blackie Chan (surprisingly not his real name, but he does do all his own stunts). 

I continued to sample the international cuisine after my first tastes of the Food and Wine Festival. 

I don't recommend the fisherman's pie from Ireland. It's not worth writing home about, but is apparently worth blogging about. 

Everything was a little more exciting after a cider and black from the Rose and Crown Pub. 

Kelsey might not be Greek, but she was werking the register in Greece. 

The pie from Brazil? Much better than the Irish one. I haven't written home about it, but I would. 

I finally got to see my roommate Nicole in her fancy flag shirt while at work. 

Jeremy, Kyra, Kayla and I ran into Bailey, just cruising around the world, pushin' a cart. 

Italy offered Kyra a delicious margarita. I sipped some to test the quality, just as any true friend of Disney would. 

I sort of forgot I'd already sampled the German fare on an earlier day. But it's ok because the apple strudel is quality stuff. I'll just ignore that it was sold to me by Arrian. 

One of the worst culinary combinations I've ever heard of is a sweet corn cheesecake. Jeremy didn't seem to agree or maybe he just enjoys the torture of his taste buds. For reasons still unknown he purchased one. The experience of tasting it was worse than being a tiny person living in a tiny village under threat of being crushed by a giant. 

I'm not entirely sure what I was served in Poland, but my goodness it was delectable. 

Kyle ordered Tipsy Ducks in Love from Japan, only so he could say the name. It was an alcoholic beverage that continually varied in deliciousness. 

After IllumiNations and skipping around we were encouraged to exit the park. 

At this point we farewelled friend Jeremy and the rest of us continued on to Pop Century. 

If you're going to get lost you should do it surrounded by giant replica of pop culture.

A mammoth keyboard you can hop over with a new friend is an especially fun distraction. 

He didn't even need a stunt double. 

Eventually we all found the room, although not until after a cockroach tried to establish himself as a friend of Disney. But have no fear, Kyle crushed that delinquent stowaway. 

Michael decided to complement his look with some sparkly ears. 

Kyra whipped up sandwiches of masses of peanut butter with a teeny bit of bread. Then it was time for some of us to get lost leaving. 

This time there was a spot of ping pong to distract.