When I was a wee lad I used to go to Busch Gardens every other month when I would visit my grandparents that lived in Tampa. I, living in Orlando, would always look forward to visiting them for a weekend and having the three of us go the the park. There were rides, games, and shows that kept me entertained for the entire day. Now that I have an 8 year old girl I baby sit attached to me at the hip that wants to go every day, what is it like returning to Busch Gardens for a day of fun now that I am an adult?
Well for starters, everything is exhausting. The bearing heat, the overpriced drinks, the long walks between each attraction, all of it is miserable. When I was a kid spunky and full of energy, I could easily run between each attraction with little to no effort. Now that I am a gross disgusting oozing adult with bad skin and worse face, it’s a marathon just to get from the parking lot to the entrance. Heat bearing down hasn’t been a kin to any suffering since Moses lead the Jews through the desert for decades.
Since I was accompanying my 8 year old companion, she wasn’t nearly tall enough to ride all the rides I am able to. The rides would be the most thrilling thing present at the theme park, but she unfortunately missed the cut on what she could and could not participate in. It was real heartbreaking to see her left out, but I am no stranger to adversity and I simply did not abandon her to ride them myself.
Of course, when it comes to making a profit, theme parks will squeeze every penny out of the customers. Overpriced lunches accompanied with overpriced drinks means that you are paying for a second ticket practically when you are already in. When you go to the main dining hall, there will be certain times you can view a dancing and singing performance show on the gigantic stage at one side of the room. This, of course, means everyone will try to rush in last minute and finding a seat to eat is impossible.
All this being said, what is the point of going to Busch Gardens, let alone any theme park at all? The answer: the happiness you get when you see the look on your kid’s face. The girl I was babysitting was ecstatic the entire day. She loved the food, she lost her mind at the show, she fell in love with the dancing and the singing, she enjoyed all the rides she was tall enough for, and she even didn’t mind the long distance between locations. To her it was all a fun day at the park with the guy she looks up to like a big brother. After all that’s said, to me Busch Gardens is certainly worth it.