LOL!!! I'm another POTC smeller, too! I'll smell something similar where I live and think, ah, that smells like POTC!! LOL!
I have a funny story about the Indiana Jones queue, though. My boyfriend apparently was not all that familiar with it. We went on it once or twice, and the second time as we were coming up to the rock/rope thing, some kids in front of us pulled the rope. My boyfriend turned to me, looking totally disgusted, and said, "Can you believe that? Those kids just pulled the rope! The sign RIGHT THERE says not to pull the rope!" I kid you not, he was dead serious! I just looked at him, like, what?! Then I started cracking up... of course, I informed him that if something was in an arm's reach and said "Do not...." then you do it at
Disneyland! LOL!!!
I have another story about that same queue. You know a little bit before the rock, where you go through where the skeleton's sitting up against the rock? Well, my bf (same one) and his friend decided it'd be a good picture opportunity. So the friend jumped the little rope fence and sat down next to it. We got a great picture! But as soon as he started to straighten his 6'3" frame, he slammed his head into the low rock ceiling there. Everyone in line went, "Ohhhh..." So we feel stupid, we keep going. He puts his hand on his head. Maybe 25 feet later in line, he takes his hands off and they're COVERED in blood. So we're like, crap, we're in trouble.
So we tell a CM, they make him sit down and radio the nurse. Here comes the nurse with a wheelchair and makes him sit in it on the way back to the nurses station. Now, this is mid day in June - BUSY! The nurse is walking ahead of the wheelchair yelling at people to make way as another CM pushes him. My friend and I are cracking up, my boyfriend's taking pictures. People are looking, of course, and then you just see their faces grimace when they see that 1/3 of his head is covered in blood (he was blond and had a buzz cut so it was totally noticable).
Anywho, we ended up having to go to emergency so he could get staples (2). My parents wouldn't answer their phone, either. When they finally did, it was funny. "Where are you?" "Emergency room." Heheheh.
Sorry so long, just went on a tangent there