Thursday, July 6, 2000: I decided that the first thing I'd do today would be to make sure that upside-down building was really a hallucination.
Second on my list was to return to Pointe Orlando, this time with my camera, and scout it out more thoroughly. If it was so fancy they had to spell 'Point' with an 'e,' then it had to be good.
I took some photos of the stuff inside the toy store this time:
A small booth at the mall had two macaws and a beautiful white cockatoo. A kid asked if he could hold one, so the owner put the bird belly-up, on its back, into the kid's hand... the kid was amazed, and the parrot was calm as could be. I asked if I could take photos of the birds, but I was quickly pointed to a sign which read: "Have your picture taken with the birds! $8.50. Please do not take your own pictures of the birds."
I've come to the decision that there are two constants in Florida: Everybody charges for everything (parking, toll roads, picturetaking) and everybody sells tickets to all of the parks. (I'm working on a third theory, that everyone has a great big flashy computerized marquee out front, but I'm still collecting data on that one.)