DISNEY IN THE RAIN

Thanks for causing my blood pressure to skyrocket with all those wonderful pages on Disneyland (July 14).

On a sunny day last December I took my family to the Magic Kingdom. The first ride we went on broke down, leaving us stranded half-way up Big Thunder Railroad’s mountain until we were escorted down 30 minutes later. It began to drizzle as we stood in line for the Pirates of the Caribbean. An hour later we went on the ride.

In an increasing rainfall, we headed for Bear Country to have lunch and to seek shelter. After dining on hamburgers and French fries that tasted like they were made from the collective wastes of every garbage disposal in Orange County, we observed that the rain had become a torrent. We decided to call it a day and headed home soaking wet.

I wrote to the wonderful, understanding and sympathetic people at the Magic Kingdom and asked them for a rain check, seeing how we had only been at the park for about two hours, had only gone on two rides (one of which broke down), were served lousy food, got drenched and dropped almost $60 at the admissions gate.

I received a letter informing me that Disneyland does not give rain checks (they’d go broke because it rains so much in Southern California) and, besides, almost all the rides are indoors (and you can take the subways from ride to ride, and stand in line under all those awnings they provide).

Uh, no, you won’t see me and the family at the 30th anniversary because we won’t be purchasing five of those $30 commemorative tickets. I hope it rains cats and dogs!!! or even mice and ducks.

P.S. Now I know why they call it the Magic Kingdom. The place never makes a mistake, never loses a lawsuit, is not subject to the Bill of Rights and doesn’t give rain checks.

LOU COHAN

Cypress