One, I was there yesterday - however was polite and kind enough to only walk in for half an hour and leave so that others could enjoy.
I was there from 6:00 to closing, I don't feel that this was impolite. I truly felt sorry for all the people waiting outside, knowing that some of those people outside probably would never get to see the Adventures Club ever again was very sad.
I'm not a regular, I have been there a few times here and there over the years. In the few visits I have made I sensed the quality of the experience, and although I didn't go every week the memories lasted as if I had. In retrospect I wish I had gone more.
I knew that I wanted to be there at the end to see the final performance of what was truly a one of a kind Disney experience. I knew that if I wanted to experience the final moments of the Adventurers Club there would be a price to pay. I would need to get there early, deal with very large crowds, and once inside would not be able to leave. I knew that I would have to give up the opportunity to see any of the other clubs one last time (which also held a special meaning to me), Would not get to see the fireworks, and would not get to see any of the other special entertainment.
Knowing all of this upfront I went to great lengths to clear my schedule for the evening in doing so I had to commit myself to working early saturday morning. This of course meant I would be awake from 5:00 am to 3:00 am. after only three hours of sleep. I knew that in doing this I still may not get in. Im not a crazy person I simply knew that this was what was necessary to go to the Adventurers Club for the last night.
I got in line around 5:30 and there were a lot of people in front of me but plenty behind me still made it in. I would guess that those who got there closer to 6:00 might have even made it in. So it is not as though you had to get there early in the morning.
Once inside it was absolute chaos, a good fun kind of chaos but still chaos. Each library show I saw meant being squeezed literally between many other people and eventually being pushed through the door(not doors door) by those behind me. Of course seeing a Library show meant you might not see the next one since the shows exit at the other side of the room.
So again I felt sorry for the people outside, but I didn't feel bad or selfish for not leaving. I paid the price and did what was necessary to be there.
Towards the end of the night I was faced with a decision, did I want to see the last hoopla. Well that was why I was there, why I was dealing with the crowds, and why I went to the lengths I did to be there. I knew that if the hoopla was at 1:00 am I would need to be in line for it early. I decided I would line up for it at 11:00 (this almost was not early enough). I knew that this would mean standing in a crowd for two hours. I spent two hours standing literally pressed up against five or six other people. Any movement at all was almost impossible, occasionally a small space would open up and I could move an arm or reposition a foot. Standing there meant physically pushing against others continuously for two hours just to remain standing. I was covered in sweat from at least five complete strangers as I was also sharing mine with others. The air I was breathing was the breath of others around me. Any conversation I had with my friends was only part of the groups increasingly loud chatter. All of this still did not guarantee me a spot for the final show but I remained hopeful. Once the door finally opened I was again pushed inside, the squeezing pressure this time was far more intense. Once in I was finally relieved to be able to move, and breath fresh air. I have no complaints for enduring all of this I knew it was just a necessary part of what was required to be there.
Once inside I now not only felt sorry for those outside the club, but also those who didn't make it into the last show. Again I didn't feel bad though the others simply were not willing to endure what I had to be there. Everyone has their limit for what they will do for something, for me this was the last of one of the best themed experiences at WDW and I was willing to do this to be there.
I know that at any point I could have walked right out the door and given someone else the opportunity to come in. I also know that if someone else wanted to be there they could have arrived just moments before the club opened and walked in right beside me. So I don't think it was selfish or impolite. I knew that every person in front of me in line had done more than me to ensure they would be there and had I not made it in I would of course not been happy but I wouldn't blame them for not giving their spot to me.
