LA Freeway Wake Up Call at Start of First Disneyland Trip

In the 1980s, during my first trip to Disneyland the plane arrive in Los Angeles pretty late.  It was in the evening, maybe 11, so I was feeling pretty sleepy.  We got on a bus to take us to a smaller shuttle to our hostel. But once the bus got on the freeway the driver, while still driving, actually started reading a newspaper with both hands! Happily we still make it to the transfer point in one piece, but it was as if I’d been injected with caffeine with a syringe. I stayed wide awake the rest of the bus trip.