It's time to call it a night.
No matter how long you've actually been out and about in the park, when it reaches that point in the night where you're one of the last to leave the Magic Kingdom, you take on a sluggish stride as you head toward the turnstiles.
Castmembers are waving goodbye to you, Monorail Pilots are waiting to help direct you to either the Express or Resort...you take whichever is closest.
You make your way up the cement ramp and wait the few minutes for one of the twelve Monorails to greet you with open doors. While you wait for that moment to come, you survey all the corrals that are provided to enter each car.
And that's when you see it.
An empty corral.
You and your party, all of a sudden, riden with a sense of adrenaline, book it to the vacant corral.
And then...you wait for the Monorail to arrive. Hoping that it will get there soon enough, and more importantly leave soon enough for the most alleviating experience of the day.
The Monorail arrives (if it's your favorite monorail, you know magic is about to be made. Teal is my light at the end of the tunnel), the doors open, you pile inside. Moving all the way across the car to make room for everybody and sliding across the bench (you know the drill).
Now...the overhead automated spiel is going...and the "bing-bong" chime plays which you know means the doors are closing.
And then...it happens:
You have your very own Monorail car.
So, do whatever you like.
Take in a deep breath of that horse barn smell.
Sprawl all over the benches.
Do some sweet flips or crazy moves on the silver railings.
Relish in the AC that is all yours for the taking.
Because tonight?
For the next 5-7 minutes?
That Monorail car belongs to you.
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