It was pretty close. We found our way to the "secret" door that I am sure you have read about. If I recall, we still had to wind our way down a couple of hallways. But once you are out that door - you are RIGHT there.
So - I didn't tell you guys my secret door story! First you need the background -
I spend Wed of our vacation in bed all day. I apparently caught something somewhere and was up all night Tuesday night

I sent my family to AK without me because there was no way I was leaving the room. I turned the corner around 3:00 or so and was able to go to dinner with my family but I only nursed chicken noodle soup.
So, on Thursday morning, I was ready to go - I had essentially missed one day of my vacation and it was time to make up for it. I got up and got ready and put on a brand new shirt that I bought especially for this trip. Took the tags off of it that morning. We head down the hallways to the secret door (which by the way, made me a rockstar with my family LOL). We walk out and all of the sudden, I get sprayed with water! It hit my face and my shirt. I had put my sunglasses on before walking out the door so it was mostly my glasses. It wasn't a huge deal and it was just a handful of drops. BUT, the worker that was cleaning the siding - says, it's bleach!

Sure enough, within about 10 minutes, my brand new emerald green shirt has white spots all over one side!

I wasn't hurt and thankfully, my glasses were covering my eyes. But I started thinking - that is crazy that they are spraying bleach water right next to a door with no warning. What if it had gotten in my eye?

In reality - I was just bummed about my shirt! Yes, I am THAT shallow!
Dh went down to the lobby later that night because he said the front desk needed to know so that next time they could block the exit off. He was really nice about it but they apparently brought out the facilities manager and everything to talk to him. They wanted all the details about what happened and how it could be avoided in the future. He took the shirt so they could see we weren't kidding about it. They apologized profusely and thanked my husband for being nice about (which of course he would be, I wasn't hurt and it was just an accident). Hopefully they learned something from it. They also asked what would make it right and dh just asked them to refund the cost of the shirt which they did without hesitation.
So - there's my secret door story - never a dull moment!