Another: I've mentioned this one before, but it's worth repeating. On Bats Day one year there was a huge log jam on Splash Mountain, just before the first drop outside. There were seven or so logs that were stopped before the Slippin' Falls. I was honestly figuring that we were going to be evacced, because so many logs piled up and we were there for quite some time. The people in the various logs started yelling back and forth to each other, waving, making faces, etc. and taking photos to amuse themselves and pass the time. None of us knew each other, it was the Guild of Stranded Splash Passengers, I guess.