What the heck is in Turkish Delight?

What to hell were we thinking.   I know that theme parks in Fla are meant for tourists and locals who have built up a high tolerance to heat that is the equivalent of standing on the freaking sun.  Why oh why did I let my big sister pressure me into attempting a day at a Disney park when I have a pass good till next June.  So we did some future world stuff then hit Canada(eh).  The dead bird in front of the souvenier shop didn't think it was the happiest place on earth, or maybe thats just the Magic Kingdom.  Next London.  By then my poor son was making 15 minute trips to bathroom and just miserable.  Oh and the sister and I had decided we were going to taste something in each country but wasn't really into the maple stuff in Canada.  In London we tried Turkish Delight.  Anyone who has read Narnia knows about Edmunds love of Turkish Delight, how bad could it be.  OH YUCK! Wanted to scrape the taste buds from my tongue to get that taste out of my mouth.  The fish and chips basket we shared between 4 of us though was wonderful.  Half a piece of fish an 3 chips each but it was enough to make it over to France.  I wanted to spend all day there but by then my son was just a miserable mess so we tried sitting down for a real lunch and cold drinks and resting.  Didn't help.  Poor thing didn't realize baguette is french for "bread you cannot bite through".  So we were going to leave.  My sister not ready to throw in towel suggested we go inside one of the innovation buildings and sit and let the kids do their thing.  We cooled off and rested for a while...so long in fact my son wanted to ride one more ride before we left.  So he walked across the way to get in a line with a 20 minute wait and we went inside the shop to look around.  Next thing I know my sister mentions it has been an hour since he went on a 2 minute ride with 20 minute wait.  Mom panic set in.  Any mom reading this knows mom panic is that moment you don't know where your child is and all the horrible things start to run through your head.  But he is 14 and had a cell phone on him so why panic.  All calls were going straight to voicemail and texts were unanswered.  Mom panic gets more intense.  After some looking my sister has the state of mind to check guest relations.  Where my son is filling out a form describing his mother and aunt and cousin.  So I lost my child at disney.  Bad mom award goes to...me.  His phone was not getting signal so although he carried it all day it was useless when we needed it.  I realized next time we go we follow the plan my parents made my sister and myself follow when we were kids,with no cellphone either.  Everybody has a map and you meet at a spot at a certain time and if  you get seperated you wait in a certain spot for them.  Relying too much on technology not a good thing.  Tomorrow is the last day of summer and I am going to savor every second of it.  Cannot say I have had the full privilage of raising a high schooler.  My step daughter moved in with her mother her first year of high school.  Her second year she lived with us until she decided at 16 she was an adult and could take care of herself when she ran away.  She moved in with a boyfriend and got a job, then moved in with her step father. When she moved back in with us again she was 19 and pregnant.  My stepson on the flip side took the exam for his diploma at 16 then enrolled in college courses.  So this is my first real experience with a high schooler.  I think I am more scared than he is.  Mom panic is setting in again.  Think I need a hug from my kid.