A Pirate's Life for Me
Part 4
Posted by Trevor on February 16, 2009
Tags: Captain Hook, Disneyland, Mr. Smee, Peter Pan unit, Pirates of the Caribbean, Tomorrowland
We practically ran down the service road to the backstage area of Tomorrowland. We checked our costumes out in the ubiquitous full-length mirror placed near every onstage entrance. It was then that I looked at my set schedule.
"Hey guys, aren't we supposed to be over at Critter Country?"
"Oh man!" said Captain Hook.
Peter takes the schedule out of my hand. "Let me see that. Set schedules? We don't need no stinking set schedules." He tore the paper to little bits and let them fall to the ground. "If we stuck to the schedule the suits would know where to find us."
"But, aren't they supposed to protect us?" I asked.
"Aw, dude! I told you he wasn't gonna work out," groaned Hook.
And I watched as Jake put his head on and suddenly Captain Hook was scowling at me like, "Mr. Smee, you can either walk the plank or we'll throw you overboard. UNDERSTAND!?!"
I turned to Peter, "So, where are we going?"
"Trust me. Ready Cap'n? Ready crew? C'mon, everybody, here we go! Off to Eisnerland!"
I put on my head, and as I started to turn the corner I saw one of the sweeper people appear out of nowhere and remove the pieces of torn schedule with a broom and dustpan. There was no going back.
We were off! Our cover was that we were chasing Peter Pan, not that anyone got that. Peter was halfway to the Matterhorn before I caught up. Hook was brushing aside tourists with disdain. I was waving and shaking hands as fast as I could. I followed Peter to what I believed to be a break area. It turned out to be the exit of an attraction. Guests were shuffling past us in various degrees of wetness from merely damp to completely soaked. We arrived at a dock where people were being off loaded from boats. It turned out Danny knew the ride operator. Five minutes later I found myself in a boat, on the Pirates of the Caribbean ride, in full costume. Danny's reasoning was that it was in character for the three of us to be here. In keeping with that spirit he required that we all sing the pirate song for effect.
"Oh, a pirates life is wonderful life,
A rovin' over the sea-
Give me a career as a buccaneer,
The life of a pirate for me!!!"
"Guys...shouldn't we duck or something?" I said.
They just laughed. As we floated past the Blue Bayou restaurant where guests dined on faux-nouveaux Cajun cuisine, a weird-looking androgynous guest of indeterminate age was leaning over the safety railing and pointing a camera right at us. "Hey, Peter Pan, say cheese!"
Before I knew what was happening, Hook, Peter and I were standing up and posing for this person to take our picture.
I yelped, "Are you crazy! If anyone sees that picture we're dead!"
"Calm down dude he's with us," said Jake.
"That's Psycho Billy: character groupie extraordinaire," confirmed Danny. "We have an arrangement. Whenever we hit the rides he's our personal photographer. We've got a whole album, I'll have to show you sometime. We'll pick up the Polaroid later. Relax and enjoy the ride. "Oh..." He resumed singing.
Jake and I joined in. "Oh, a pirate's life is a wonderful life..."
TO BE CONTINUED...
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