The first time I went down in the steam tunnels, I was horrified. (By the way, I recently ran across some video of this excursion and it’s quite entertaining. Many thanks to my companions, both loyal readers!) I’m afraid the tunnels aren’t at all as glamorous as they sound. Dirty, dark, cobwebby, tight, full of pipes, in some places dripping with moisture–I shuddered a bit and wondered what else might be down there with us.
It was during Hell Week in 1956, which I believe was the last one.