(Or, Gimme an E! Gimme a Y! Gimme a J! Gimme a...oh, forget it. Maybe We Should Just Spell 'Volcano'.)
Stupid stinkin' volcano.
The Girl should still be in the United States right now. She's not. That damned volcano in Iceland, the name of which nobody can pronounce, has really messed things up.
Photo from Daily World Buzz
What still shocks me is that the only part of the entire trip that is refundable is the airfare. I suppose I can understand the hotel they'd booked having a non-refundable reservations policy, but Disney World?? Really? For a bunch of kids, an extracurricular activity sort of group of kids who were coming to Disney World to compete in a wholesome and healthful physical sporting activity?! That surely isn't what I'd expect from the Happiest Place on Earth. This doesn't come to me directly from Disney World itself, but rather through The Girl from her coaches who organized the trip. My personal feeling is that the issue should be pursued to see if any arrangements can be made, especially since, as I understand it, admission tickets to Disney parks are good forever [anybody know if that's true?], and the group is planning to try again next year.
Anyway, it is an all-around bummer, and that's why I wrote a strongly worded Post-it Note to Eyjafjallajokull the other day. To her credit, and to our delight, however, The Girl has taken it fairly well. She was very, very bummed, of course, but some of her disappointment has been eased by a trip the whole group took this past weekend to a waterpark in Cork. She's taking it on the chin, getting on with things and looking forward to next year.
And really, isn't that the kind of optimism you'd expect from any self-respecting cheerleader, anyway?
The Girl is in the front row, second from the right.