Part Four - Saturday, in the Park, I Think it was the Fourth of July
Well, it wasn't. The Fourth of July, that is. It was the end of April. But it might as well have been the Fourth of July from how crowded it was. I'm starting right at the parks, because remember, I don't have that many pics for this trip, and I'm borrowing a few of these, but the park was about this crowded:
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Grr. But then we learned it was the last weekend of Food and Wine Festival, and Flo Rider was performing, so it all made sense. Most rides had two hour waits or more, so it's a good thing we did almost everything yesterday.
So...what should we do? I guess start by taking a picture of the Monster with an afternoon cocktail in a surprisingly uncrowded space:
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You might ask, where is everyone???? Free answer: In ride lines!!
Well, eventually, we had to get on a line too and we decided to go for Congo River Rapids:
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It's basically the same thing as Kali River Rapids at Animal Kingdom. Here is a random YouTube video of it:
And here is what I looked like after it was over. A drowned rat, and both of my eyeballs had clearly popped out of my head and been reinstalled incorrectly.
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If I ever make that face again, someone please come to my apartment and shoot me in the head.
That shirt I am wearing is from the Broadway show, Once on This Island, which just pulled an upset and won Best Revival at the Tony Awards on Sunday (over My Fair Lady, which had been expected to win). It's pretty much my favorite show of all time, so shameless plug, although I guess not so shameless since I don't really have anything to do with it aside from having seen it about five times. But if you are in NYC, see this. It is basically a reimagining of The Little Mermaid:
Sheesh, this trip report is all over the place. Well, I told you I didn't have that many pictures, and it's been a while,
so I'm doing my best, dammit!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ummm, err....uhh, ehhh........where were we?
Oh yes. I was soaking wet, trying to save my ancient phone from drowning, and Phil made a new friend:
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I think they are gonna get along great!
Now, you may be wondering, if this is Food and Wine Festival, why are there no pictures of food or wine? Well...that is a very good question and here is the answer: Unlike EPCOT, Busch Gardens Food and Wine is confined to a very small area, and is not all over the park. And it is in an area that is not really that convenient to get to - in an out of the way nook, in the shadow of a roller coaster that is no longer operational. So we decided to try to do rides during the day, and Food and Wine Festival starting around 6PM (park was open until 10).
Well, it was mobbed. Mobbed more than I have ever seen Disney. Here is the one and only picture I took t at Food and Wine. Phil Monster, are you ready for your close up?
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That is the entrance to the Food and Wine area, and I know it doesn't look that crowded, but trust me, it was insane.
We bought a 12 ticket tasting thing (so, 12 tastings) for around fifty bucks each, and we could barely get to any of the tasting huts. Grrrrr.....
Anyway, just to give you an idea what the whole thing looked like, here is a Tim Tracker video of a press preview event to this year's festival. Clearly, he and Jen liked it more than us, but then again, they got all their stuff for free at the press thing.
So........Food and Wine didn't exactly work out for us. And as we sail into the sunset on this portion of a rather dull trip report that is trying too desperately to be entertaining, here is a Phil Monster against a sun setting over a Tampa savannah (If you look closely, you can see giraffes in the background). PS - What the hell is he wearing????? A Hawaiian shirt and striped shorts???? What the??? I let him go out the door in that?? (I just noticed this now - I did not even notice it on the trip - senility is clearly setting in.)
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Back to you soon with another portion that is hopefully more interesting. Or something.