A Day at SeaWorld With My Grand-Kids

by on July 2, 2013 · 6 comments

in Culture, Environment, Ocean Beach, San Diego, The Widder Curry

Judi Curry SeaWorld

Lily, Kailey and Judi in the $17 photo.

For the first time in many years, I had the opportunity to baby-sit two of my grandchildren. Actually, these were two of my four great-grandchildren, and, after swimming all day the first day they stayed with me, I realized we would have to do something else or all of us would go nuts in the remaining five days.

Thanks to a great friend, I was given complimentary passes for three to SeaWorld and, in spite of my broken shoulder, decided to drive the short distance instead of taking a bus or taxi. The tickets also included the $15 parking fee.

We parked near the entrance – or what I thought was the entrance – only to find that there was a lot of construction going on and the entrance had been moved about an eighth of a mile from where we parked. (If you have ever had a broken shoulder you know that each step jiggles the two broken bones, and you keep feeling your shoulder to see if the bones are sticking out yet.)

The letter I received told me to pick up my passes at the “Will Call” but… there was no “will call.” I asked the guide where we should go to pick them up and he looked at the huge line where “ordinary” people were picking up their tickets and said “at the end of this line.”

I must have looked like I was in pain; a sling on my left arm; a brace on my right arm for my carpal tunnel, and dragging two kids – 6 and 10 – and he took pity on me. He said, “stand right there and I’ll ‘sneak’ you into a fast moving line.” Which he did. Bless him!

We were given our tickets at a regular window. The complimentary passes saved us quite a bit of money. Lily, age 6, would have had to pay $71 to enter, and Kailey and I were $79 each. We then stood in line at the entrance while a security guard prodded my fanny pack with a long stick. I presume he was looking for food or water, but even though I may have a big fanny, my pack was too small to harbor any contraband! We were given approval to enter the park.

Almost twenty steps inside the park, we were greeted by an onslaught of photographers asking if it was okay to take our picture. Why not, I figured. I won’t buy it anyway. (HA!) Two were taken and we were told where to look for them when we left the park.

We grabbed a map from the stand – admonishing us to only “take one per family” and Kailey, my 10 year old great-granddaughter became our navigator. (She had been to Sea World once before, when she was 6, and she knew just what she wanted to visit.) And, of course, she wanted to go to the Eastern-most part of the park to see the Wild Arctic. And so we trekked across the hot asphalt, smelling the popcorn, the BBQ, the Smokehouse as we traveled along the path.

I am not sure that the girls really enjoyed the exhibit; but they did get a close-up view of the polar bears, the beluga whale, etc. But, checking the timer, we only had a few minutes to go to the next exhibit – the Dolphin Show. We made it in plenty of time, only to discover that the show began at 12:15 and the Whale Show began at 1:00. The next showing of the whales was at 5:00 so we decided to see that show first and then go to the Dolphin show later because it played twice before the 5:00 show.

And… we were very disappointed in the whale show. Maybe it was because the trainers do not get in the water anymore; maybe it was because the whales’ main thrust was to splash the first few rows of visitors; or maybe it was because we have seen it so many times – on television and in person – that it just was not exciting anymore. And… it only lasted 25 minutes! The Dolphin show was not until 2:15 pm, so what to do next?

Kailey wanted to ride the Manta coaster. It was pretty scary as riders above our heads were yelling and screaming as they flew over us. Lily, also wanted to ride it but I was sure she would change her mind as we neared the entrance. We stood in line for 35 minutes.

I offered all sorts of bribery to both girls to change their minds. (Guess who wouldn’t have ridden it for a million dollars!) But they stood firm. Lily just reached the height restriction – damn – and soon they were in the harness and ready to go. I was told to go and meet them at the exit, and no sooner had I arrived, ONE MINUTE LATER, they were off the ride and there to greet me.

I asked “what happened” – thinking that Lily got cold feet and they both got off, but not the case at all. The ride was OVER! One frigging minute for standing in line for 35? They both loved it, but neither asked to go again!

But they were thirsty. The wanted me to buy them a drink with “Shamu” as the lid. Are you kidding me? $17.95! Each! I “splurged” and bought them medium size cokes that cost $4 each. As I looked around me and saw people drinking out of those glasses I mentally calculated how much they must be making on those glasses. Outrageous!

It was time to go to the Dolphin show and I am so glad that we did not miss it. It was, by far, the best of the shows we saw, and far superior to the Shamu show. Besides the dolphins, the dancers and aerobatic gyrations were beautiful to watch. The beautiful live parrots and other birds and pilot whales that were part of the show were extraordinary. The girls were entranced and never fidgeted as they did in the other shows.

Interestingly enough, after the show they wanted to go home and swim. It was a very warm day; they had had enough and I was more than willing to oblige them.

But of course as we began our walk back to the exit, we passed the place where our pictures were on display, and in spite of saying – to myself – I would not purchase them, I did purchase one at the cost of $17! After all, it is now a memory with a record.

The walk back to our car seemed not to take any time at all and we talked about how interesting the day had been. And mentally I thanked my friends for the complimentary tickets.  If we hadn’t had them, the cost for the SeaWorld visit would have been very close to $300!

{ 6 comments… read them below or add one }

Debra July 2, 2013 at 5:50 pm

After reading what SeaWorld/Prison charges for parking and entrance fees, I’m all the more disgusted that they don’t pay any taxes.


judi curry July 2, 2013 at 6:11 pm

Kinda like Liberty Station.


Zach on the side July 3, 2013 at 3:31 am

SeaWorld, pro sports, even just miniature golf is a fortune these days. Doesn’t the public get tired of being fleeced? How can a medium Coke cost $4? Everyone knows the Coke itself costs a penny, and the cup costs two cents. When will the 99% stop rolling over? Glad for you that the dolphins were good (bless those dolphins!), and that you got a keepsake photo. That was worth the price.


Brian Brekke July 3, 2013 at 11:08 am

I had a similar experience when I went to Sea World for the first (and only) time a few years back. I had received a couple half off coupons from a friend who worked there, which brought the price down to around $35 each from the ridiculous $70something, so I thought it would be worth it. The time of year was mid-October, so I understood that it would close earlier because it was the “off-season”.
We arrived to find out that ALL of the concession stands were closed, only one or two of the four restaurants were open, and all the special shows (like the penguin show) were an extra charge! What am I paying for then?! I understand that it costs too much in the winter months to run at full operation because they aren’t as busy, but I felt completely gypped. Why charge full price for a product that is only halfway (or less) available? I can’t imagine how I would have felt if I hadn’t had the coupon.
Needless to say, I won’t be going back and I steer anyone who is visiting AWAY from there and toward the Zoo.


gristmiller July 4, 2013 at 2:31 pm

I am not a fan of Sea World. Their scientific value is exaggerated and the fireworks are ridiculous!


judi curry July 4, 2013 at 3:20 pm

Tuesday night the fireworks seemed louder to me than usual. In fact, my dog Buddy, who has become used to the noise every night during the summer, got so freaked out that he began dry-heaving. Scared the hell out of me, but once the fireworks stopped he was fine. I agree with you. I see absolutely no reason to have fireworks each and every night. BTW, a neighbor asked me if I thought the fireworks were louder Tuesday night also so it wasn’t just Buddy and me.


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