Hot stuff

I have the worst vacation luck ever. Why do I always get sick? Why? I sound like Darth Vader, people. On a bad day. I'm hot. And not because I'm enjoying the sunshine. Oh, no, when I'm outside, I'm cold. And I walked around Epcot all day today like a corpse. I did get to enjoy Spaceship Earth, though (that's the big golfball structure), and I took lots of cheesy photos, which I promise to share as soon as I am safely home in Massachusetts. Assuming my head doesn't explode on the plane tomorrow.