Last night as we left, our bosses told us to expect serious security the next day.  Sure enough, the next day there was a guy in a trench coat, mirrored sunglasses, with a long straight lump running from armpit to hip on one side standing alone outside. He had a photo ID pinned to his overcoat with a red slash through the name. Inside were blue sports-jacketed men with red boxes around their name. Once you’d been around them a while you noticed they had handguns in holsters. The doors to Mecca had arrived.

They were setup about 2/3 the way down the pier, almost at the end of the indoor part. The nearest other display I recall near them were the oil samples.  The unfinished outdoor last section had big electric heaters hung from the ceiling that I ran the cable for.  The displays there were the laser display, or the sword dance. Backstage, at the very end of the place were scaffiolding for the lasers and a staging area for the sword dancers.  The sword dancers were pretty cool, there were about 15 of them all in traditional garb.  

Every half hour, they’d get a crowd back there and the MC would crank them up and finally shout, “Do you want laser?  Or do you want dance?” At first it was about 50-50, but later in the run it became almost always laser.  I went back there during show hours and watched the dancers once.  They all got ready. The MC would shout, “Do you want laser, or do you want dance?”  The crowd shouted “LASER!!!!!” and the dancers would sag and sit back down.