The Final Hoopla
The tent cityI was at the Adventurers Club the final 3 nights of operation. It was wise of me to take my vacation that same week, as I did not get home each night until after 4am. Friend Robert was in town just for this event, which was a tremendous help because it would take teamwork to conquer some of the challenges of this evening.
The club was opening at 6pm. Our original plan was to meet at Planet Hollywood at noon and head over to Kona's together for lunch with Ashlee, then line up at the club sometime between 2pm-4pm. Robert got to PI about noon and sent me a text message that there were already 50 people in line. I arrived 30 minutes later and saw that the people had formed a type of "tent city".



The club holds roughly 400 people, so we started to be concerned. We agreed that we needed to scrap our lunch plans for Kona's and get in line soon. We bought umbrellas to protect us from the blazing sun, and Wolfgang Puck pizzas for lunch. We got in line just before 1pm and settled in.


We were joined by Katie, who looked great dressed as Death from the "Sandman" novel series, but she had to be hot wearing all black. Someone else in line had a tattoo of the Death character on his arm, so we had fun taking photos of the two together. Karl, Jay, and Simon were also about and posed for pictures.

Having more than one person in your party meant that you could leave for a bathroom or water break while the other person kept the place in line safe. As the line grew friends Elyse, Crystal, Mike, Noelle, and Lexi joined, some being as far back as BET. About 4pm everyone was asked to stand up and put away any objects not allowed in the club. Techs came out and set up the TV monitors valued by people that would not make it into the place. By 5pm the line appeared to be long enough to create doubt whether everyone in the back would make it in. No other clubs on the island had people lined up until near 6pm, illustrating the depth of fandom for this Disney attraction.
Many guests stopped by asking why we were in line. Less mature people told them joking lies, but better people explained about the club closing. It was obvious many guests had no idea PI was closing nor what the AdvClub was about.
While we were waiting Sutter Besrwick paid us a visit. At 6pm the lines moved. As soon as Robert and I entered the club we went downstairs and managed to secure 3 barstools for myself, Robert, Elyse and Noelle to share. This would be our home for most of the evening. Katie, Lexi, Crystal, and Mike took positions upstairs. The club filled by 6:30, before the entire line made it in. Remaining people in line had to wait until others left before they could enter. People that did not make it in by 9pm were forced to accept that they were never getting in, which unfortunately included our friend Ashlee.
Inside the ClubRobert and I had planned to sit at the bar because of the regular access to chilled beverages and the open space behind the bar helped us ignore the mass of people stacked behind us. We resigned ourselves to the fact that we would not be able to see any library shows this evening except the Hoopla, and there was no way we would be leaving to see the final fireworks show outside. We were here until the evening ended after 2am.

I've mentioned before that one of the things I enjoy about the club is that you can get a feeling of time travel - you view the same 1937 event unfold each night from different perspectives. This evening had the feel of a Dr. Who episode where multiple parallel universes all intersected and broke all the rules. The massive crowd of people composed of many parties who have never all been at the club at the same time before. Two butlers named Graves, 4 maids, several visiting past club performers, a previously unseen Sutter Bestwick, Emil Bleehall Sr, an army of door hosts, a Christmas show and a Halloween show in the same evening, a large high-tech view screen, and a Hoopla that lasted over an hour because of all the characters performing. This evening would also have a Radiothon that fails to raise all the money, and a rare appearance by Marcel. Truly a corruption of the space-time continuum.

Since we (and a lot of others) would not be able to see most of the library shows, I asked Emil Bleehall Sr. if they could turn on the Jumbo-tron-sheet for the all the shows. The happy response was that they could and did, but with the understanding that the lights would not be dimmed and the sound would sometimes have to be turned off for announcements. It still meant we would not miss the shows from our bar stools, so we happily kept drinking and chatting.
We watched as Otis won the cup competition (knowing that would not sit well with many people), and the failure of the radiothon to raise more than $900-some-odd dollars, followed by an announcement of a surprise guest during the Hoopla (most of us thought that it would be either be Meriweather Pleasure or a Disney official). During this time the last "Kungaloosh" Cup was sold
The Library "Line"About 2.5 hours before the Hoopla, just before the time of the Christmas show, Robert, Noelle, and I extracated ourselves from the barstools and stood in line for the library. The rest of our party took positions on the poof with Zeus so they could avoid the madness. We all watched the Christmas show on the Jumbo-sheet and sang along to "Dominic the Donkey". I also believe I heard Philip perform the old "male spirit in Babylonia" piece and Graham do a brief announcement as the Colonel. As the shows ended and the doors opened for the next one, the line moved forward only a few feet.
We spent the next hour sitting near the table and lamp next to the Colonel. I'm not going to say much about the crowds except there were a lot of intoxicated people and many were only there to be part of a closing event or write a good blog or podcast about it. It was obvious when they talked through the Jumbo-sheet shows that they didn't care what was going on. Many long-time friends, supporters, and former cast of the club did not get into the library. I spent some time talking with a performer that originally opened the club, and sadly he was not able to make it into the Hoopla.

The crowd was packed tight and pressing all the time as people in the back tried to shove their way through knowing only the first 150 people would be getting in. I kept asking Katie if she could use her Death powers to thin the crowd out a bit. It was very hot. I had to help several people coping with clastrophic panic attacks. Some left because they could not handle the situation. The club staff started handing out water to guests, but some jokesters in the crowd kept several of the drinks away from people that needed them. While we waited we also heard the fireworks show outside rattle the building.
The rhythm ritual had all 4 maids performing

When the doors finally opened for the Hoopla there was a mad rush. As close as I was to the door I was one of the last people let in, and I had to help stop someone from crawling under the rope and pushing others aside. None of my friends on the poof made it in; they had to settle for watching the show on the jumbo-sheet.
The HooplaVideos of the final Hoopla have been posted on YouTube, so I will only mention a few things here. There was a surprise visit from Marcel (not Meriweather Pleasure), who had not been seen at the club since its earliest of days. Jay, accompanied by Simon on the guitar, sang a John Coulton song "When You Go", which contains one of my favorite lines "tearing off pieces of myself just for the time it buys me". Coulton (JoCo) is an ex-software developer that now performs great songs for your inner geek and I am very happy he has found a fanbase at WDW. If you ever watched the G4 channel, his song "Code Monkey" is the theme song of the show with that same name. You need to visit his web site and Wiki.

Sutter brought out Slappy and did a duet with him.

Then Entertainment management came out and gave cards and flowers to each of the performing cast, announcing them by name. Even though the Hoopla lasted over an hour, it still seemed to end quickly.

I would learn a few days later that PI filled up and ticket sales ceased around 10pm. Mannequins was so packed with people that just after 9:00pm they turned off the rotating dance floor because of all the weight.
PerkinsOur groups had originally intended to have a final reunion breakfast at Perkins. Even though Ashlee did not make it into the club, she was kind enough to race ahead and get our names onto the waiting list.
Getting out of the PI parking lot was a nightmare. I avoided the stuck traffic by driving all the way down to Cirque, making a right exit, then making a u-turn at the next intersection to head towards Perkins. I heard later that many people had to sit in their cars for over 30 minutes before they could exit.
Perkins was packed and the parking lot nearly full. While it was too early for the PI cast to arrive, it seemed every guest on the island had the same idea. Server Melodie was on vacation that week, so it was not quite the final experience we planned. Thanks again to Ashlee we only had to wait 10 minutes, but most of our party was so emotionally drained or physically tired that they went home instead. Only Elyse, Robert, Mel, and I stayed for breakfast.By the time all was over and I got home, it was 5:30am. I slept most of Sunday to recover.
"You will exit as a friend"I was smart enough to realize 2 weeks ago that the final night would not be as enjoyable as previous nights because of the crowds and high emotions. This night was mostly to see the inside of the club and the faces of friends one last time beyond anything else. When I first heard the announcement of PI closing, I posted an entry about how much the place and the cast meant to me personally. That being done, I would like to close now by saying how much my fellow adventuring friends, close and casual, have meant to me and thank them for all the love and support they've provided through the years. It was always appreciated and will never be forgotten.
To all adventuring friends who have touched my life: Lexi, Mike, Crystal, Katie, Noelle, Robert, Ashlee, Jenn, Jennifer, Kurt, Clare, Chrystal, Katherine, Holly, Lyne, Steve, Gary, Matthew, Cassi, Jarrod, Nick, Mel, Michael, Jessica, Vanessa, Leona, Marshall, Bill & Jean, Bob & Virginia, Bill, Elyse, Amanda & Rodrick, Leesil & Yvonne, Catherine, Amy, and anyone I've left out - thank you for sharing with me. If I could "tear off pieces of myself" to buy more time with you I would. All the kindness you've shown me will live on in all the photos I have. I look forward to continuing our adventures together in whatever shape they take.
May 1938 be half as rewarding to everyone as 1937 was.
Kungaloosh
Syndicated 2008-10-05 08:00:57 (Updated 2008-10-06 04:47:27) from Moo