Back in the 60’s, my aunt worked for Bank of America. Every year, BofA would rent Disneyland for one night for their employees and their family. (I bet they couldn’t do it today). She got us all in. No cost for parking, no tickets for rides. Everything was free except souvenirs and food. And the lines weren’t all that long. You just got in line for what ever ride you wanted on. We went for about 3 years in a row. Of course, we all lived in LA. I had just gotten out of the Marines and my wife and I moved out west where my aunt and uncle lived.
Back in the 60’s, my aunt worked for Bank of America. Every year, BofA would rent Disneyland for one night for their employees and their family. (I bet they couldn’t do it today). She got us all in. No cost for parking, no tickets for rides. Everything was free except souvenirs and food. And the lines weren’t all that long. You just got in line for what ever ride you wanted on. We went for about 3 years in a row. Of course, we all lived in LA. I had just gotten out of the Marines and my wife and I moved out west where my aunt and uncle lived.