The Abandoned Water Park

On the way to Disneyland last April, Brad and I passed by a very abandoned water park. We told ourselves we wanted to go explore, but we never got to.. So this time, we were determined.
We did a little research to make sure we weren't going to get eaten alive by guard dogs, or zapped to death by electric fences.
I also wanted to know more about this place.
It's a water park, in the middle of no where.
The park was known as Lake Dolores, and Rock-A-Hoola Water Park. It was built in the 50's and 60's and closed in the 80's but was reopened in 2002 as "The Discovery Water Park." But, it's been closed since 2004.
A lot of the big slides have been sold and shipped to other water parks. All other slides have been taken down, due to vandalism and of course Rob&Big.(Click this to see the water park with all of it's slides,  and a bunch of boys nearly kill themselves.)
So, it didn't look too much like a water park when we got there, but it was spooky non the less.

We saw a lot of graffiti, mostly pictures of male genitalia and dirty words.. (Which I don't understand why people feel they have to do that. Can't they just write, "Bob Was Here" and sign it xoxo?? I don't know..)Anyways, I tried to avoid taking photos of that, but it's likely that I missed some, and for that I apologize.
The Oriental looking arches are actually the posts that held up the slides.. we had to use our imaginations.
 And by the way, the doors were not locked. The gates were wide open, and there were no signs saying do not trespass.

The most eerie part was walking around and "feeling" it.
My very first job was at a water park, I worked at the concessions.
I had random flashbacks of wearing baggy t-shirts, long khaki pants, with tennis shoes in the hot sun while everyone around me was playing half naked.
I had flashbacks of counting cups, dropping lids, running a cash register, and sneaking in art projects for the slow times.
Flash backs of finding creative ways to show the world I was still a girl under that baggy t-shirt, and baseball cap. (Lots of bright colored eyeshadow and jewelry did the trick.. we weren't even allowed to tuck in our shirts!)
And of course that awful flashback of everyone getting out of the pool for a "Code Brown" which usually meant more people coming to the concessions.