Disney World in Orlando Florida – this past May.
For years my daughter had zero interest in going to Disney. My wife and I went once over twenty years ago and I disliked it then, so I never pushed the issue. Disney is not really the problem, as I enjoy parts of it (Epcot in particular). It’s Florida and its disgusting weather.
Surprisingly though, this year, at the ripe old age of eleven, my daughter says she’d like to go to Disney. Weather in May looked okay (80s, 70% humidity), and we figured it’s now or never. Plus, we got a really good deal.
The day we get there, the weather shifts, and it was 97ºF with 100% humidity the whole week we were there. UGH.
We were miserable and cranky as hell the first two days. Day three we started to get used to it and had an okay time at Epcot. By day four, we were all ready to collapse. Day five we spent in the hotel room sleeping in the air conditioning.
It is the only vacation where I felt worse after the vacation than before.
I will never set foot in tat miserable state again.
runners up
A car trip to Montreal where the other couple we went with argued nonstop the entire trip.
A lovely four days in London derailed because I came down with the flu.