Jo W.
Yelp
One of the classic thrill rides that's a MUST when visiting Disneyland! Over the years, I have always enjoyed going on the Indiana Jones ride. From the immersion of feeling like you're in the movies during the queue, all the way to boarding the jeep and jostling around, it's definitely an adventure. I remember being terrified when I was a kid. Even though I was too scared to keep my eyes open, I still enjoyed the thrill of this ride. As an adult, I now have fun keeping my eyes open the entire time.
Here's the story of how my boyfriend and I got to ride it THREE TIMES IN A ROW...without having to get back in line.
It was a Thursday night during the Halloween season when we went on the Indiana Jones ride. We went during our Genie Plus time slot...only to find that the ride was down for maintenance. No problem, we went to go get dinner.
When we came back later, we were able to redeem our Genie Plus for the fast lane.
Everything went smoothly...until we got to the climax when the iconic boulder was just about to steamroll us while Indy dangled on a vine in front of us for dear life. Then, the boulder STOPPED.
Music stopped.
Lights slowly came on, and the boulder rolled backwards. Back to the lit storage area where it was kind of fascinating to get a glimpse of the room it originated from, and the mechanics responsible for the magic of the boulder. We sat there for about an awkward 15-ish minutes while the ride operators inspected our car and did some troubleshooting. In the meantime, watching the Indy animatronic dangling in front of us above our heads was really fascinating. He looked so life-like, like the real Harrison Ford, gripping to the rope for dear life and blinking.
Soon enough, the car jerked into a dive, and we headed back to the queue area, where we were offered to go a second time as an apology for the malfunctioning experience.
We all eagerly agreed, and off we went for round two...only to get stuck at the exact same spot. Same car, same people, same thing with the boulder coming to crush us, but then backtracking as if going, "Oopsie daisies, never mind."
It was definitely our car. It must have been so cursed, even the boulder didn't want to roll over it.
After some more troubleshooting, and then sending our jeep on our way back to the queue, we were instructed to step out as they sent along the trouble-making jeep for inspection. We were all then offered a third time around.
"No, no thank you! I've had quite enough!" proclaimed one woman from my jeep, hurrying off after having had enough of Indy's shenanigans.
My boyfriend erred towards us leaving too because we wanted to get a snack before the fireworks...until I insisted on going a third time and hopped into the front row of our newly assigned jeep. This time, our entire group cheered in jubilation when we got to the climax and the boulder rolled over us. The iconic Indiana Jones theme song was our very celebratory soundtrack. Third time's the charm!
And that is the story of how we got to ride the Indiana Jones ride three times in a row. I've been on this ride many, many times, but this will likely be the most memorable one! Or should I say three?