| CoxPilot & “Boys will be boys”:
Most of the people who worked at Disneyland parked near the monorail next to Harbor Boulevard and had to walk past the guard gate and through a walkway under the Railroad. However, we discovered that if you had supplies to deliver (airplanes and fuel), you could drive in. We would park next to the Diorama/Cast locker room building. Wardrobe was downstairs and the lockers were upstairs. This was against the rules, but we got away with it a couple of times a week.
Our show was every hour on the half-hour, starting at 9:30am. The last show was at 6:30pm. We worked a 10 hour day, 4 days a week. The show lasted about half an hour, and if we didn”t crash anything, we could set up for the next one in 10 minutes. That gave us 20 minutes every hour to goof around, visit other lands, eat, and get into all kinds of mischief. If we had something special that we wanted to do, we could zip through the show in 15 or 20 minutes!
We would cross the park through the back roads. An example: If we wanted to eat at Aunt Jemima’s in Frontierland, we cut through the gate between the flying saucers and rest rooms, came out at the Plaza Inn (by the baby station), cut across Main Street, and over the Adventureland bridge. Then it was through the gate between the rest room and the Bazaar. That would bring us out a few steps from Auntie’s. We could make the run in about 5 minutes, eat, and be back for the next show.
We used to take naps in the parked Omnibus near the Diorama, eat lunch behind the 20K squid, explore under the moon ride (wood, wires, film strip projectors, and air pistons), and ride the train around the park for half an hour. Most employees didn’t have the freedom we had. I loved the place, and would even come out on my days off. Especially at night. Carnation Plaza was a big hang out for dancing. |