This is a tangled tale of a visit to Disneyland and Club 33. Back in the day I knew a guy (still stort’a do) that had a membership to the exclusive Disneyland’s Club 33. Blown away that I could finally go in the special entrance door next to Pirates (it has since moved a bit) I decided to take a chance and bring Wally along. Wally the washer pump is a guy that has been sucking alcohol based fluids for years (you know the blue stuff) and figured since this is the only place in Disneyland where I could get a Martini with an olive (Vodka Martini that is) he was the man for the job. As you can see it didn’t end up very well. Read on, as it’s a sad story for Wally…
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Meet Wally Washer Pump
Wally got the lucky nod to go to Disneyland, and on this particular day we had an invite to the exclusive Club 33! Don’t know how many times I have wondered what was up beyond that door with the intercom. And also it seems they served alchol in Club 33 so you can have a relaxing drink with dinner. Sounds perfect…
Quick Ride To New Orleans Square
We didn’t bother hitting any rides, we jumped right on the Disneyland Rail Road and headed out to New Orleans Square. It was nice and quick, still fun taking the train instead of walking. For safety reasons Wally sat in the middle as we wanted to comply with Disneyland signs and placard.
Drinks and things start to go Bad
We ordered a round of cocktails. Then another, and yet another. You can see Wally slamming down this delicious Vodka Martini. I ended up eating a bunch of olives since they were of no interest to Wally at this point. We placed our order for food and continued with the cocktails, but as you can see it doesn’t go well for Wally.
Down and Almost Out
Wally is now sloshed, he trips on his own feet, and falls flat on is back, then rolls around a bit. The entire dining room is now looking at our table. Very embarrassing to say the least. The waiter comes over and asks if everything is OK. I say, well Wally has had a bit too much to drink it seems, and would it be possible to cancel his entree. The waiter was really sorry, and he would take care of it but mentioned that their was a minimum per person and were we OK with it?
Minimum Food Charge Whammy
I looked at the bottom of the menu and this is what I saw… Dang. I asked the waiter if we could apply the drinks Wally had to the 80 bucks, and he said he couldn’t. He was really nice about it all but not much he could do. Then I hear some drunk mumbling and knew the signs, so I quickly escorted (well carried) Wally to the rest room hoping to not have an “incident”.
Luck was on my side!
We just made it into the bathroom and as best as I could describe it was a fire hose of some awful smelling pile of food Wally had eaten earlier. It was a mess. One thing I have learned over the years is that this is not the right time to judge other (you do that later), but rather, the time to be sympathetic and help. So I cleaned him up, sat with him for a bit until he was able to get up on his own. By the time we got back to the table everyone was done eating and my food was cold. The kind waiter offered to take it back, but I said, I’m good with it and enjoyed it never the less.
Wrapping up the day at Disneyland and Club 33
All in all, even with the mishap it was a magical evening at Club 33! And as a side note the next day me and Wally had a huge laugh saying it’s the most magical place on earth with funny grin on our faces.
Hope you all have enjoyed a day at Disneyland with Wally Washer Pump!