I'm telling you we tried, we really tried to let Sinbad give us the thrill of a lifetime, but things just didn't work out.

We arrived for the Eighth Voyage of Sinbad, right on time because our guide Garrett had carefully checked the showtime schedule on his handy map of the park, but when we arrived there was a rope across the entrance.  Not to worry, though, because one of the nice attendants informed us that even though there wouldn't be a show due to "technical problems," we could go in anyway because the cast had agreed to meet with park guests to tell us what we were supposed to see and then answer questions.  Wow, a special treat just for us!  So in we went.

With a little Googling I've found pictures of what we were supposed to see:  Sinbad and his fire-spitting staff.

Fatima of the seven campfires.

Sinbad doing his Tarzan yell.

The Fabulous Fountain of Fire

But instead we saw an empty stage.  A pretty impressive stage to be sure, but empty just the same.

Looks interesting.  Maybe the cast will sit in those director's chairs and talk to us?

We'll wait for anything as long as we can sit while we're doing it.

Oh boy!  The cast did come out to visit with us.  Some of these characters look sorta suspicious, if you ask me.  Hey Gavin, I think the wicked witch is taking an unnatural interest in your neck!

Poor Gavin.  Strangled to death by Elvira.

But we had a good time.  And we came back faithfully for every show listed on Garrett's map for the rest of the day.  We came for the ninth voyage of Sinbad, the tenth, the eleventh, maybe even the twelfth, I dunno.  And every single time the attendants would PROMISE PROMISE that even though this show was cancelled, the next show would go on.  But we never saw Elvira again.  I didn't trust her much anyway.