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The Hunts go on Holiday - The
Sequel 27/07/2000-to-10/08/2000
Family members:-
Ron-Civil Servant (Author, Driver, Ex-Pirate now all
round good guy)
San-Teacher (Editor and Official Trip Toilet Tester)
Rachel-Aged 17 (Teenager with a Strange Hat)
Peter-Aged 15 (Sulky Teenager and Official Food Finisher
Off-er)
Beth-Aged 6 (Mad about Disney, and now Daredevil Roller
Coaster Girl)
Day 4-Sunday 30th July 2000
We were woken by our alarm clock at 6.30AM and to my
surprise I got up at the first time of asking. This
wasn't so bad because we had all gone to bed early, in
preparation for our trek to Busch Gardens in Tampa.
We managed to get Beth up at around 7 O'clock and were
dressed, fed and ready to go by about 7.30AM. After
loading the van with our supplies of sandwiches,
Pringles, backpacks containing towels and dry clothes,
and the all important pram, we returned to the villa to
switch everything off and lock up, only to discover that
the kitchen and the living room were under two inches of
water.
Rachel had blocked the toilet in her en-suite bathroom,
but instead of telling us she had sneaked back into her
bedroom, leaving the water pouring out of the top of the
toilet. Whilst I wasted time telling her off, (she denied
it of course), Super San managed to find the stopcock and
turned the water off - Remember she is rapidly becoming
an expert of Orlando Outhouses.
We telephoned maintenance, bearing in mind that it was
only 7.30AM on a Sunday morning, found the mop in the
utility cupboard, and started bailing out the kitchen
with a dustpan and the mop. Luckily, as we had two
bathrooms in the villa, we had lots of towels to use, so
we spread them out on the floor and then wrung them out
in the shower cubicle and the kitchen sink.
Peter kept Beth amused with The Simpsons and Rugrats,
while we spent over an hour mopping up the water.
Fortunately the kitchen floor was tiled so although it
was like an ice rink, (I was tempted to do my Disney on
Ice impression), the water came up relatively easily.
The living room carpet however was a different story and
was all squelchy. George - (The Mild Mannered Maintenance
Guy) appeared with an industrial sized vacuum cleaner and
the biggest mop I've ever seen. Me thinks this is a
regular occurrence at the Westgate.
George then proceeded to suck the water out of the
carpets in the living room and Rachel's bedroom without
complaint, and seemed happy to have something to do. We
finally left the villa at around 9 O'clock, some two
hours later than planned. Thanks Rach!
Having landed at Sanford Airport this year and enjoying a
gentle introduction to driving State side on the 417
Greeneway, I was much more confident driving than I was
last year. When we'd arrived at Orlando International
Airport and left the car park, straight onto the insanely
busy four-lane highway of the Beeline Expressway, I was
so stressed out that I avoided driving like the plague.
This year I was allowed the luxury of getting used to a
strange car and driving on the wrong side of the road, in
a much more relaxed manner.
The drive down to Tampa took about an hour and a half,
although at times I didn't exactly keep to the speed
limit, and the route was very easy to find as the I4 is
quite straight, it wasn't very busy, and Busch Gardens is
well signposted.
There were lots of things to see along the side of the
road, including some big plastic dinosaurs, an aeroplane
that was stuck in the ground and a mobile home village -
just like you see in the movies. I kept thinking that we
had a flat tyre because the road surface occasionally
made an awful noise as we sped along.
This was the first time that we were brave enough to take
a tape in the car and of course it had to be one of
Beth's fave rave tapes which had S-Club 7, Steps, Geri
Halliwell and Lolly on. (That's why we had to be brave to
listen to it!)
The instructions that I had printed from the Busch
Gardens web site were easy to follow and San did an
excellent navigating job, (for a change), so we found the
park with no trouble at all. Each time we came up to a
sign, Peter was able to read it a few yards before either
Me or San could, which was quite scary. Maybe I'll let
him drive next time?
We eventually arrived at about 10.30 and by this time the
line of cars was already being directed to the overflow
car park, on the opposite side of the road to the park.
We had to make a left turn into the car park, across
oncoming traffic, which meant that the only time we could
turn was when the traffic stopped as the lights changed
to red, which didn't seem very well planned. First
impressions: - This Sucks.
As we waited in line to pay $6 to park, we were
sandwiched in front and behind by two big trucks, minus
their trailers. This seemed quite bizarre at the time,
but I suppose they have to get there somehow!
We were directed to the far (and I mean FAR) end of the
car park, and loaded our cooler bag under the buggy,
having left some cold drinks in the van for later, and we
set off towards the tram stop. When we reached the tram
stop, the queue was huge, and as we couldn't be bothered
folding the buggy down again, we decided to walk to the
park entrance. Whilst we waited to cross the road, we
could see Montu thundering around the navy blue track,
(things were improving!).
We soon began to realise that walking to the entrance was
not the best idea, as convoys of trams sped past us, and
we seemed to walk for miles
our first mistake of the
day. After activating out 14-day Adventure Passports,
Beth was greeted by Gina Giraffe whilst Peter and I
picked up some maps and a list of shows.

San went for her first toilet inspection at the Zagara
Café. (I'm not sure if this was a reaction to seeing
Montu on the way in!)
Rachel still had a cob on, so asked if she could do her
own thing. Yes, please! We all agreed that was a good
idea and made arrangements to meet later. I seem to
remember reading somewhere that most visitors to Busch
Gardens move counter-clockwise, so we did the opposite,
and headed left, past Gwazi, towards the bird garden.
Here we made our second mistake of the day, as we didn't
go into the Koala display, but said we would return
later, and of course - we never did! Instead, we had a
quick look at Flamingo Island and a tropical bird aviary.
Beth even found a long, pink feather that she proudly
carried.
We headed straight for the Land of the Dragons, as this
place looked cool on Chris Franklin's video, so that Beth
could use up some of her energy. She had really been
looking forward to going to Busch Gardens after seeing
the video because Land of the Dragons was full of
fountains and waterfalls, and looked like a great
opportunity to have fun getting wet, (a bit like Shamu's
Happy Harbour in SeaWorld). Unfortunately, even though
the sun was cracking the flags, there was no water to be
seen, and all of the fountains were dry. Beth was quite
disappointed because she couldn't be daring on the
stepping stones, or sit in a fountain like Glen had done,
but she did enjoy the kiddie rides; Beth dragged Peter on
the dinosaur eggs ferris wheel - where San had a close
encounter with a BIG insect. (A man in the queue told her
how much he liked the brooch on her hat - she told him
she didn't have a brooch, took off her hat, and screamed
as she found a bug that was at least four inches long!).

The dragon carousel was my personal favourite
I was
so daring. Beth also enjoyed the mini-log flume; the
go-carts, the boat ride, and of course the huge tree
house with it's climbing nets, slides and bouncy castle
-y bit!

The loudspeakers playing kiddie songs got really annoying
in the end, but the worst thing about Land of the Dragons
was that Beth made us sit through a really sad show at
the Dragon's Tale Theatre called Captain Kangaroo's Roo
Crew Live. This was really cheesy and the songs were
awful. I think it was based on an American TV show called
Captain Kangaroo, but as we didn't know the characters -
Mister Moose, Bunny Rabbit (original!) and Captain
Kangaroo - this proved to be a most tedious 15 minutes!
We let Beth play in Land of Dragons for about an hour,
but by then we could take no more of the music, so we
continued our way around the park, after promising to
return later. I had the pleasure of pushing Beth up the
steep hill by Lory Landing and after watching the
Orang-utans for a while, we went to see what the queue
time was for Tanganyika Tidal Wave. However, the TTW
wasn't running - nor was any water! The park attendant
told us the ride was closed for the day. Peter by now was
starting to have a major sulk as he hadn't been on any of
the big rides, (and also he had the humiliation of riding
on the Dinosaur Eggs!!). So after checking out Claw
Island, where we saw an orange tiger, along with a couple
of white Bengal tigers - which Beth thought were normal
tigers just going grey (like Daddy!) San took Beth to the
toilet at the Vivi Restaurant and bought an ice cream at
the Python Soft Serve, whilst Peter and I joined the
15-minute queue for Python. The yellow steel roller
coaster was quite fast, and no sooner had we rode through
the double corkscrew, and the ride was over. This must be
one of the shortest rides in Florida, but served as a
gentle introduction of what was to come later.
After riding Python, we met up with San and Beth (who had
been joined by Rachel) at the Python Soft Serve, and we
each had one of those huge waffle cone ice creams, served
with a choice of real strawberries or chocolate. Whilst
San and Beth had been waiting for us, they had been
sitting on a wall watching what they thought was a vole,
and were even throwing bits of their waffle cone to it.
Although it was very clean, I didn't have the heart to
tell them that it was in fact a rat, (as it probably
would have induced another of San's many toilet trips!).
When we managed to finish our cones, we went to have a
look at the Congo River Rapids. The queue board said that
the wait was 90 minutes, and as this is virtually the
same ride as the Kali River Rapids and Popeye and Bluto's
Bilge Rat Barges, we decided against joining the queue.
We did see some Pratt, actually a man trying to impress
his family, turning the wheel that changed the display on
the wait time clock. As you cannot trust people to act
responsibly and as the wooden sign was open to abuse from
the public, this is another system that needs to be
updated at Busch Gardens. Once again, Peter did his
impression of Harry Enfield's teenager, Kevin, and
stormed around sulking, because 'we should have expected
to have to wait in queues!' This was starting to annoy
San, so she suggested that we split up for a while, (no -
not a divorce - just go our separate ways in the park for
a while!!!). San took Beth to the kiddie rides by the
Ubanga-Banga Bumper Cars, whilst Peter and I joined the
30-minute queue for KUMBA.
In my humble opinion, KUMBA, yes - I have to type it in
capitals because it is so good, has to be The Best Ride
in Florida! The 30-minute queue seemed to move quickly,
and I'm sure we didn't wait that long. Whilst queuing, we
got some great views of the turquoise steel roller
coaster as it whooshed around the track and the noise it
makes adds to the build up because it sounds so scary. As
we took our seats on the second to last row, the
harnesses were a snug fit, (was that the ice cream??)
KUMBA is not one of those 30-second rides - it lasts a
thrilling three minutes, during which you are dropped,
rolled and twisted! I think it must have the most loops,
spirals and rolls than any of the other rides I have been
on. At one point, you are weightless for about three
seconds as you plunge into a loop whilst spiralling 360
degrees, before tearing through a huge vertical loop.
Great!
This all combines to make the Incredible Hulk coaster
look tame! My measure of how good a roller coaster really
is, depends on how ill it makes you feel afterwards!
KUMBA was the only ride where we actually saw somebody
puking after riding.
We found San and Beth waiting on a bench on the bridge by
the Congo Train Station. Apparently, the man controlling
the flying swings kiddie ride wouldn't let Beth on
because he said she was too big, (our first miserable git
of the day!). When we went past again however, there were
kids bigger than Beth riding it, but the operator had now
changed. Beth didn't seem too upset though because she
went on the teacups instead.
We decided to ride the Trans-Veldt Railroad, so we headed
for the Congo Train Station. After waiting only five
minutes, whilst munching Pringles, our yellow train
arrived, an authentic steam locomotive. As we pulled out
of the station, we caught sight of
..(Carron
- are you reading this?)
a small, lime green snake
which slithered along the side of the railway embankment
- and NO - it wasn't a piece of hose pipe - it was
moving!
We left Beth's pram at the Congo Station, as we wanted to
go all the way around, which took about 20-minutes, and
included a tour of the Serengeti Plain. This gave us the
opportunity to put our feet up, and have a good rest, but
in my opinion, the Kilimanjaro Safari is MUCH better.
After touring the thrill ride area, we entered the plain,
where we saw camels, lions, hyenas, elephants, hippos,
crocodiles, baboons, meerkats, flamingos, giraffes,
zebra, antelopes and some bison. We had to use our map to
find out which animals we were coming up to because our
train driver was too busy telling us about Busch Gardens'
forthcoming attraction - Rhino Rally, which was currently
under construction, and explained why the Plain was like
a building site. There were earthmovers everywhere and
half of the Serengeti Plain had been dug up.
Following our ride on the train, we sat on the wall by
the Vivi Restaurant, and ate our packed lunch. As we ate,
San tried to call home, but without success - she felt
like ET! So she decided to go to the toilet instead!
It had now become quite windy, and large black clouds
were forming overhead. We could now hear running water so
thought it may be a good idea to try the Tanganyika Tidal
Wave again, as we got there the wait was only 5 minutes
as it had only just started up. Just as we joined the
queue, it started piddling down VERY HEAVILY so we stayed
in the queue to shelter. We didn't see the point of
moving, as we would have got soaked, but lots of people
left the queue, so when the ride eventually opened again
some 40-minutes later, we were close to the front.
This is where we made our third mistake of the day. When
we had joined the queue, Beth was wearing her platform
Barbie sandals, and whilst waiting we had changed her
into pool shoes. After queuing for over 40-minutes,
whilst waiting for the rain to stop, when we got to the
front of the queue, we met Miserable Git Number 2, who
was adamant that Beth was too small to go on the ride!
I must admit I got quite annoyed with her "I have
the power" attitude because we had seen smaller
children pass her by and go on the ride. I couldn't help
myself and told her exactly where she could stick her
height measurement, much to San's amusement, and Rachel's
embarrassment. (Peter stood behind me, and joined in!).
Do they have a Miserable Employee of the Week Award at
Busch Gardens? I would like to nominate her!
If there had been a huge difference in the required
height size I wouldn't have been so bothered, but Beth
was as tall as the line, until Mrs Misery flattened her
curly hair. The difference was less than half an inch!
(About the same size as her Barbie shoes!) - Another
lesson learned.
I insisted that San and the other two should still go on
the ride, or else our time spent queuing up would have
been completely wasted. I then had to let Beth stand on
the viewing bridge and dodge the tidal wave in order to
stop her crying. YES - someone made my baby cry!!!!
When San and the others came off the ride, the next boat
was coming down the drop, so Peter tried to hold San in
the centre of the bridge. Luckily (for Peter) she managed
to escape, and was safely behind the Plexiglas when the
wave came
and got Peter! This cheered Beth up,
and she ran to make sure Mummy was OK. San said that she
couldn't see any reason why Beth couldn't go on the ride,
because it was just a gentle boat ride, with one drop at
the end, and was very tame. The theming was poor - a few
vines, and some skulls, and nothing else that anyone can
remember. This is something else that Busch Gardens needs
to improve on - the theming on rides, and in the queuing
areas.
All the water must have inspired San, because she rushed
straight to the toilets by the Stanleyville Theatre, (San
here - I must add that my visits to the toilet will be
explained in a later post!!!). While we were there, we
joined the 30-minute queue for Stanley Falls, and once
again the display time for the queue wasn't accurate - we
only waited about 15-minutes. This is a nice gentle log
flume ride - and YES, we did get soaked! (Poor theming
though - it was no better than the log flumes in
Blackpool.)
For some reason, I bought the ride picture, probably
because it was only $6.00, which is a lot cheaper than
other ride photos.

We then continued around the park, but as we got to the
Skyride it had been closed because the wind was getting
up again. We continued on to Timbuktu where Beth took San
to the kiddie rides and got straight on to the giant
carousel, which was empty. All of a sudden, the heavens
opened - just as the dolphin show was letting out - and
the area became very busy. Peter and I went off to queue
for Scorpion, whilst San, Rachel and Beth stayed in the
kid's area. Beth had rode the mini pirate ship, the
little train, and the motorbikes several times, whilst
awaiting our return, and by now, San was getting rather
anxious. The yellow ponchos were out, and the lightning
was tearing across the stormy sky.
The queue for Scorpion was only 15 minutes long, but we
had to wait whilst the ride operators, who were all about
15 with spots, searched around the bottom of the track
for somebody's keys that had inadvertently been dropped.
Needless to say, they couldn't find them, but they didn't
really look that hard.
The rain wasn't heavy enough to close the ride, and as we
climbed the orange steel construction, we could see more
lightening in the distance. This ride is FAST - but very
short, and sends you through a 360-degree loop at over 50
miles an hour.
Peter and I then tried to win a Powerpuff Girl for Beth,
in the Timbuktu games area, by trying to throw a
basketball into a hoop. Unfortunately, we were both
unsuccessful, and after six goes at $3 each we gave up,
and decided we would buy one in Belz instead!
The rain had passed, so we went on to Phoenix, which is a
pirate ship that swings back and forth, going higher and
higher, until it actually goes all the way over the top
without the aid of a safety net, or even a sick bag!
When you are my size and suspended upside down, the
safety bar doesn't half dig into your gut, and the ride
duration of about 2 minutes is a long time to keep your
eyes closed!
Whilst we were on Phoenix, Peter did his infamous
"girlie scream" which is very loud, and very
annoying (Carron can vouch for this!). This seemed to
disturb the kids sitting next to us, and he screamed so
loudly that San heard him, and instantly recognised his
bright yellow Brazil shirt. So when we got off the ride,
she was waiting for us.
We then headed for the Elephant Display, which was very
fragrant! It was quite entertaining, as the elephants
were playing with a tyre and a ball suspended on a tree
(the ball, that is, not the elephant!). As it started to
rain again we headed for the Tortoise Display, and also
watched the alligators snoozing in their pool.
It was now raining steadily, but Peter and I wanted to
ride Gwazi before it closed, so San took Beth to the
Animal Nursery and the Reptile House, where they saw a
HUGE boa constrictor that had jaws so big, it could have
swallowed Beth whole. They arrived just at feeding time,
as the snake demonstrated its ability to dislocate its
jaws!
As Peter and I got to the twin wooden roller coasters of
Gwazi, we were disappointed to see that some people were
leaving the queue as the ride had been temporarily closed
due to the weather. We joined the queue anyway as it was
now pouring down because the storm was directly overhead.
Whilst we waited, even more people left the queue, and
when the ride started again, about 30-minutes later,
there were only three people in front of us in the
loading area, (we thought "Great - they can dry the
seats out!").
When it was our turn to board, we clambered into the car
with our backpacks in tow. When the ride operator came to
check our lap bar, he spotted our bags, and refused to
let us take them on the ride. Fortunately, this guy
wasn't one of Busch Gardens' specially trained Miseries;
he actually held the car whilst we put our bags into the
lockers located between the two tracks, much to everyone
else's amusement.
Our plan hadn't quite worked, because when we sat down
the seats were still wet, and we both got wet butts! As
we emerged from the loading bay, it was still raining
heavily, and by the time we had climbed to the top of the
first drop my glasses were so wet that I could hardly
see.
We had chosen the Lion track, and as the car edged over
the crest of the hill it really started to shift! Gwazi
is a wooden roller coaster that goes really fast. It is
so rickety I could literally feel my fillings rattling
inside my teeth. As we thundered around the track, we
went past the other car (the Tiger) about five times, as
it sped in the opposite direction, and passed within a
couple of feet. This made the ride seem even faster, and
the rain really did hurt my face! By the time we got off,
we were soaked, so after checking that my filings were
secure, we headed for the Zagora Café, where we should
have met San about an hour earlier.
The rain was now coming down in sheets so we decided to
call it a day, as we were all soaked through. San did a
final rain dance in the Zagora café toilets, whilst the
kids skated across the floor in the puddles, inspired by
the music coming from the World Rhythms on Ice in the
Moroccan Palace Theatre.
Having learned our lesson earlier, we took the tram back
to the car park and it sloshed through rivers of puddles.
When we got back to the van it was parked right in the
middle of a big lake, but by now we couldn't have got any
wetter, (my shoes still squelch now, honest, ask San!).
We drove back towards Orlando in the piddling down rain,
and as we headed East on the I4 we were treated to an
electrifying lightning display which helped to keep me
awake!
We arrived back at the Westgate with mixed views about
Busch Gardens. It had definitely been worth the trip, and
I am glad that we went, as Busch Gardens has some great
rides. (KUMBA is definitely the best ride in Florida).
However, our day was not only spoiled by the weather, but
also the fact that we had not got there early, there were
long queues, and we were also unfamiliar with the layout
of the park.
Peter and I were sorry that we hadn't rode Montu earlier
in the day as due to the weather it had closed early.
This just means that we will have to go back again! On
reflection, Busch Gardens definitely needs a Fastpass
system, and I don't think we would return until it has
one. With regards to the animal exhibits, it is certainly
a poor relation to the Animal Kingdom, but that's just my
opinion.
San didn't like the fact that the park was full of
unaccompanied teenagers in large gangs, (not tour
groups). It seemed to be the local hangout place, instead
of a place for a family day out.
In the end, our day had started off very wet and ended up
getting even wetter! CHEERS CHRIS!!

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