It was time for a break from Walt Disney World parks. Time to spread my wings beyond the realms of DisneyVersal and see what else the theme park gods had to offer in Orlando and beyond. Time to collect a rental car!
Following an uneventful and unrushed morning at the Swan - I cannot recall now if I had a breakfast, nor what it might've been - I snagged an Uber out to the car-rentery. Like with my hotel booking company, this rental service seemed by all accounts to be a fly-by-night operation. There was their 1.2 star Yelp rating, their dodgy location far from Orlando International literally on the wrong side of the tracks, their handwritten office signage and their cockroach infestation. In spite of all this, I got a cheap price on a decent car (with insurance), and I suffered no inconveniences nor any overcharges nor any other problems. My devil may care stinginess paid off! No complaints!
I received a white Hyundai Something or Other. This car was nondescript...it was fine...it got me to where I needed/wanted to get to, and it was cheaper than the other options like Uber or airplanes. (I priced it out.) I wasn't traveling in style, but that's alright by me.
Pulling out of the rental lot, a tremendous sense of untethered freedom washed over me! Following 5+ days confined to Disney property, a prisoner of their - um - inconsistent transportation network, finally I could go anyplace I dang well pleased!
The freedom of the open road!
There was no official, set-in-stone plan for the day. Originally I'd figured on being tired after so much Disney World, and I reckoned that I'd likely stick to the various Orlando area sights. But the instant I got onto the interstate, slammed down on the gas pedal, and started aggressively engaging Floridian motorists in some L.A.-style driving, those plans evolved. Before I even knew it, I'd already driven well past the southernmost borders of Disney's empire.
One hour later, I found myself in Tampa. Well, that settled it! This was gonna be my Busch Gardens day!
Earlier this past summer when planning the trip, I got myself a SeaWorld / Busch Gardens Platinum Pass. Those parks have outrageously overpriced day tickets, so this seemed like the better option. I could visit Busch Gardens Tampa or SeaWorld Orlando whenever. No need for reservations or online tickets or anything. Using this same Platinum Pass, I'd already done a daytrip from home down to SeaWorld San Diego. Heck, I'd also done a three-day jaunt out to Texas for SeaWorld San Antonio, with a pair of Six Flags parks thrown into the mix. I've enjoyed all of this!
The drive to Tampa took around an hour, in which time I passed roughly a dozen chintzy tourist traps (mostly involving alligators). The radio stations only played either modern country or Cubano jazz. I went with the Cubano.
My Platinum Pass got me into Busch Gardens' expansive parking lot at no cost...it even got me a VIP spot near the entry gates. Not that crowds were gonna be an issue in the slightest. This place was D-E-A-D dead!
It was 10 minutes 'til 10 by now, just on the verge of rope drop. This time, you'll all be glad to know, my Nalgene accompanied me into the park. It was part of a little travel bag I'd tossed together this morning - along with an external phone battery, my insurance details, and a banana - since I know from experience how valuable a large water container can be in a coaster park.
Despite the roughly dozen other people at the entry gates, I took advantage of the special Passholder queue. For all the difference this would make...I passed two other people maybe. Seriously, Busch Gardens on a late September Wednesday was easily the emptiest that I've ever seen a major amusement park during regular operating hours. It wasn't creepy, like those
Five Nights at Freddy's-style fun centers along the highway; it was simply very, very easy.
Ten o'clock rolled around, and with a palpable lack of urgency I meandered into Busch Gardens alongside my 7 newest friends. This was surely an infelicitous start to a great day of coaster madness.
The Morocco entry area is Busch Gardens putting their
worst foot forward. This section is blandly themed, wholly lacking in textures or details or even a sensible layout. Trust me, Busch Gardens gets notably better past this awkward little elbow-shaped "Main Street." Much better!
Because - cutting to the chase - BGT wound up as one of my
favorite Florida parks! No, really. We'll get to the "why" eventually - a great coaster collection, nice botanical setting, and animals galore. To even my own surprise, the only Floridian places ahead of BGT in my personal rankings would be Islands of Adventure, Magic Kingdom, and the very similar Animal Kingdom.
BGT is certainly a regional park. It doesn't have nearly the budget nor the intellectual properties of Disney or Universal. It's more comparable to the better Cedar Fair parks, with its own "Busch" style. With realistically tempered expectations, knowing what regional parks are capable of, Busch Gardens overall greatly exceeded my modest hopes. While it cannot compare to Cedar Point - which I'd actually rank alongside Disneyland & DisneySea as among the world's greatest parks - it's closer in quality to Cedar Point than to, say, Six Flags Over Texas.
Initially, I had a bit of confusion navigating Morocco. I took a wrong turn seeking out Cheetah Hunt, and somehow I wound up at the entry to Iron Gwazi. Perhaps this was wishful thinking on my part. Iron Gwazi won't be opening until Spring of 2022, which...look...okay...
Iron Gwazi was 50% of the reason I booked this trip! (The other 50% was Velocicoaster.)
Initially, SeaWorld & Busch Gardens planned on premiering a new headlining coaster at each of their 5 major U.S. parks in 2020. Only SeaWorld San Antonio's Texas Stingray opened before the shutdowns began. (It's an above average GCI woodie.) There were rumors that Iron Gwazi and the other 3 would open for the 2021 season...and then Busch kept pushing back...and back...and back. And here I was, staring at a completed, "standing-but-not-operating" Rocky Mountain Construction masterpiece, wistfully, totally unable to ride it.
Howl-O-Scream décor.
My Platinum Pass won't expire until May of 2022. Gwazi'll open by then. I fully intend to return! Iron Gwazi looks like a legitimate Top Ten contender; its stats are comparable to Steel Vengeance, my favorite roller coaster. It could genuinely rival mighty Velocicoaster. If I do return, I'll likely do an open-legged trip using credit card miles to hit up Busch Gardens Williamsburg (haven't been there yet) followed by Tampa. Whether or not I return to Orlando too, that's an open question.
For now, though, Iron Gwazi stood there, taunting me. Okay, that was a random false start to the day. I reoriented myself, I discovered the route over towards Cheetah Hunt, and I set off. After much dilly-dallying, next time the Busch Gardens Tampa adventure will
truly begin!