The heat had contributed to not only drinking more water than normal in order to stay hydrated but also made me somewhat disoriented. A worker at the Jurassic ride had allowed me to cut through the line in order to get out – I saw two different exit signs and had gone towards the first as that is where I was being sent. Maybe not. I saw people sitting like they were tired of standing in an endless non-moving line. Thus I decided I would go in the direction of the “other exit”.
I don’t remember having gone through a
door. Oh, maybe I did to exit. The doors were marked “employees only” all of
except for the last one. It said “door alarm
will sound” I could see it was attached to some electronic device. I chose the first one before it. As soon as the door shut I realized that I
was no longer in the park and had no way of getting back in.
My first
thought was, “Where is the security?”
I had a
view of Studio 81. To the left was the
exit from Universal lot, to the right . . . perhaps if I followed the exiting
area around? See where it goes? Would it lead me back? Would studio 81 have a bathroom? Probably not – I mean
those things are supposed to be soundproof, right? I am lost.
I am so lost. I am no longer in
the park and I am somewhere in Universal cyberspace and I don’t know how to get back.
I heard a siren – a really loud siren. Or maybe not the siren. Just the engine. I don’t know what it was. It was loud. It was the widest fire truck I had ever seen – not like these fire trucks (below) that Jaime took when we were on the tram.
I saw
some legs through a garage door. The
engine was too loud. The person
(assuming there really was a person on the other end of those legs) could not
hear me. I walked further. There was nobody in the truck! Are you kidding me? Where is the security? Could I actually have the opportunity to
steal a fire truck? What huge consequences
that would provide!
Just
beyond the fire truck (did I mention it was huge?!?) I saw some stairs. There were stairs at the park! Perhaps they would take me back. I took the gamble and climbed the
stairs. As I rounded the bend I saw two
security guards sitting on chairs watching the park. It’s about
time.
“I am so sorry,” I said. “I know I’m not supposed to be here. I am
lost.”
I think
the security guard that assisted me was somewhat amused and asked where I was
trying to go. I said I desperately
needed to use a bathroom and she directed me where to go. The other security guard didn’t seem to even notice me – even when
I walked past him.
It was
a haphazard adventure – but hey, I got a good story from it, right?
