“Universal Studios Florida: Experience the Magic of Movies” was better than DayQuil. Laid up on a school day in the middle of a Cleveland winter, when the only constant is a colorless, pencil-smudge sky, I found no greater solace than that videotape.
“A Day at Epcot Center” came close, but my illness had to line up with a jackpot at the local library to catch that one. “A Day at the Magic Kingdom” was in the running until our VCR disemboweled it. Even these absolutes were thrown into disarray when Mom and Dad sent away for our first free planning video with included brochure pocket. No matter the VHS, when I was at my down-and-out-est, nothing revived my spirits like the contact high of a Central Florida vacation.