Orlando is a Swamp

So I just got back from my absolutely amazing trip to Orlando, FL to spend a week with Larissa. We went swing dancing twice, which was indescribably fun. I met a whole lot of people who are really cool. Went 70mph on a exit ramp that said 25mph. Took quizzes like "What kind of panties are you?" and "What kind of redhead are you?". Got lost countless of times thanks to Larissa's dyslexia. Bought a Marilyn Monroe dress. Ate at Panera's. Corrupted just about everyone I met (all those really cool people mentioned above). Had many car problems. Pretended to be an expert on things I really have no clue about. And saw two live, wild gators.

That, in sum, describes my trip to Orlando. Interpret it whichever way you like.