Trying desperately to get over my embarrassment, I hung at the back of the group. Fortunately, it was time for lunch.
We walked over to the Columbia Harbor House. I had never had food from this place before. We had a special dining area upstairs roped off just for us. They brought our food and I attacked it immediately.
Never had a hummus-and-coleslaw sandwich before. Oh MY was it good. I mean, really unexpectedly good. The vegan chili was good too (especially on such a drizzly crappy day), but the sandwich blew my socks off. Then Dan says that this is the best tuna sandwich he has ever eaten.
Seriously? I ask him. Although I have to admit, Dan is not one to lie or embellish. Hes a no-nonsense, tell-it-like-it-is kind of guy. I love that about him. Although I cant ask him things like, do I look fat in this? or what do you think of my friend? unless Im ready for his brutal honesty. I gotta say, its refreshing. Although occasionally I wouldnt mind a little white lie. But I digress.
Yes, I dont know what they did to this sandwich, but it is honestly the best Ive ever had.
One of the cast members assisting Matthew had overheard Dan. He came over and said he agreed that the CHH made the best tuna sandwiches on the planet. How weird is that claim-to-fame? To be able to claim you make the worlds best tuna sandwiches?
Note to self: we must eat here again.
After lunch, the rain gets worse. Before it was an annoying drizzly day. Now it is a torrential downpour. Forget the ponchos, we need umbrellas and rubbers. Maybe even plastic pants. There is a collective groan from the group.
Now where did I pack those plastic pants?
We run over to the Haunted Mansion. This is weird, we actually entered the exit. Come to find out, its because were skipping the lines and getting right on. But first we enter through a secret Cast Members Only area and walk through secret passageways to get to the front. This is wicked cool!
We get on our Doom Buggies and Matthew continues the tour from his own Buggy, pointing out hidden Mickeys and other various tidbits about the attraction that I cannot remember.
So we exit the attraction (yep, still raining like the dickens) and head over to the Hall of Presidents. We stand under a covering and Matthew gives us more information that I cannot remember.
We head back down Main Street. Matthew stops us and tells us we have a surprise. We follow him inside a gift shop. We walk all the way inside, to the back wall. On the other side of this wall, he will take us to
the Utilidors!!!
Oh, color me excited!
The Utilidors! The Utilidors!
I tried very hard not to elbow everyone out of my way. What sort of cool things would we experience on the other side of that door? Headless characters? Princesses putting on their makeup? Would it be like miles and miles of dark, cavernous tunnels, lit by hundreds of gas lanterns? Or like a whole underground city with buildings and cars and trees and traffic lights and machines that made colors?
Well, actually
nothing like that.
It looked like any other employee building, but without the windows or sunlight. There were long corridors and rooms and areas that led off from them. Posters lined the halls, reminding the cast members to smile while onstage, to pick up their paychecks on Thursdays, that break time was 30 minutes, and that Janice Hooper was Employee of the Month.
But the cool thing about the Utilidors was that there were colorful signs and arrows telling you how to get to the Tomorrowland or Adventureland or Frontierland. Its like a little piece of the magic got left behind. Matthew told us that a cast member can go from one side of the park to the other in just a few minutes down here.
Although there werent any cars down there, there were a few golf carts being used. We had to keep being reminded to move so the carts could pass. I thought since we were backstage that the folks would be a little grumpier, a little more real. But I was pleasantly surprised. Many of the cast members smiled at us brightly when they saw us.
Matthew led us further in than I expected. We must have been down there an hour or so. It was a real treat to listen to everything he had to tell us. If only I could remember half of it. The best part, however, was the picture timeline. Matthew stopped in front of a line of pictures. It was the visual timeline of Walt Disney Worlds beginnings
it was absolutely wonderful to see. He talked about each picture and its significance to WDWs history.
When the tour in the underground city was over, we moved back upstairs to the gift shop and headed back to City Hall, where it all started. The rain has stopped finally. Matthew announced that the tour was over. A collective groan went over the group. We really enjoyed all 5 hours of the tour, and we especially enjoyed Matthews quirky sense of humor
which I didnt really talk about because I cant remember most of his silly jokes.
Matthew collected our headsets and the group disperses as if we never want to see each other again. Well, I guess we didnt. Dan and I head over to Tomorrowland to hit a few attractions. I take off my KTTK nametag off and throw my cast member nametag back on.
Dan says we should hit the Carousel of Progress and I get all sentimental inside. Im all,
Aww
he wants to see one of the original Walt attractions
he likes this one as much as me
he gets nostalgic too.
And Dans all,
I get to nap for twenty minutes.
In the beginning of the attraction, Dan was singing along with the narrator, Theres a great, big beautiful tomorrow
But midway through CoP, Im feeling all sentimental and squishy inside thinking he was enjoying it along with me
until I look over and see him crashed out.
Jerk, Im thinking.
He tricked me.
CoP ends, Dan awakens, and we go outside to enjoy the overcast day with the rest of the blistering crowds. Lets see
Pooh ride, 60 minutes. Splash Mountain 50 minutes, Big Mountain Thunder Railroad is 25. BMTRR it is! So we enter the attraction.
Holy crap! This line is deceptively long. And they werent kidding about the 25 minutes. I have never seen the line so huge on this attraction before.
Exhibit A: Crap line photo #1
Exhibit B: Crap line photo #2
Next installment: Dinner and a strip show