You can't say no to a place like A&W for lunch on a trip...especially when it's in a shack with Long John Silvers next to it.
Ain't no shacks around here.
Finally, I get to live my dream of sticking my head in a hole with faceless astronauts.
If there's one thing that NASA stands by it's good parallel parking.
The staff at Kennedy are very welcoming, they just ask that you take off your shoes when you get in the shuttle.
Couldn't tell if this fella was dead or fake...most likely my first thought since it's logical.
This area seemed to be a tad bit homosexual.
After all of these years some of these rockets are still loaded. I totally lost my shoes from that!
This family were test subjects before they froze Han Solo in Return of the Jedi. Maybe one day they too will also be thawed out.
Not a big fan of the Mars exhibit.
I had enough of the Space Center and it's homosexual rockets.
TWINS at Ormond Beach.
One twin was scared of another twin's shadow.
A foot print of an Ormond Beach Monster.
My wussy twin foot next to the Ormond Beach Monster foot print.
Me being a scared and wussy twin.
Time to make some twin trax and get outta here!
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