Thursday, December 06, 2012
Here are three more photos from January 1960. This is how the park looks when you've taken too much cold medication.
I'm dreaming of hovering above the Casey Jr. RR like a bumblebee. My bumblebee glasses need cleaning, but never mind. Walt figured out a way to put another train in his park, but I'm not complaining.
The Indian Village, as seen from the back of the Mark Twain. They built their village on the river because they would spend their days fishing for water buffalo, living in harmony with the land (unlike me; sometimes I go out and kick the dirt just to remind it who's boss).
Train Station complete with real train. Passengers have kung-fu grips and lifelike hair.