A Bad Day at Disneyland

The Big Bad Wolf terrorized my childhood.

When my sister invited my wife and me to Disneyland, my first reaction was no. I don’t like crowds, tourist traps or long lines. We were also in the midst of a brutal heat wave. But my wife wanted to go so I relented. We met my sister and her two boys in the parking lot around 9:00 am. The place was already a zoo. When the tram arrived to take us to the front gate there was only one row of seats left. A sunburned bald guy cut us off and directed…