You could also sample Anheuser Busch products by visiting the Brewmasters Club, which offered an experience much like a wine tasting. It was here that I learned how to properly pour a beer, both to avoid stomach gas and to assure that I get the most when I’m splitting one.
My wife, who hates beer, felt no pain that the free beer was history. Besides, she apparently gets the same pleasant sensations – don’t ask me how – from the gut-busting Busch Gardens roller coasters, with names like “Gwazi,” “Kumba,” and “Montu” (all Congolese euphemisms for “vomit”).
A couple of the Busch Gardens coasters were made by a Swiss company called Bolliger & Mabillard (also known as B&M). Amusement parks all over the world feature B&M rides, which are famous for scaring the BM out of riders.
B&M’s coaster designs are unique in that they place the center of gravity on the riders’ hearts. The folks at Busch Gardens have grudgingly accepted this, although they regularly plead with B&M to help them squeeze more revenue from visitors by relocating the center of gravity onto park-goers wallets.
Thankfully, No. 5 son’s thrill ride tastes are much like mine. The most daring attraction we were willing to tackle was the “Skyride,” a low-and-slow aerial tram that traverses the park. Luckily it was running the day we were there, even though it was a bit windy. On a previous visit, they shut it down the whole day because of wind. Unfortunately, there’s always a problem with wind at Busch Gardens, what with thousands of flatulent wild animals on the premises. And that’s just the park-goers after way too many fried snacks.
No. 5 and I also got big kicks at Lory Landing, an aviary where you buy a little cup of a sugary potion and spend several minutes being swarmed by – and hopefully avoiding the BM’s of –a flock of parrots called lorikeets.