Now down to the nitty gritty: just how Six Flags drove us into the welcoming arms of Disney! :laugh:
We spent our first day at Magic Mountain as planned. It was hot, sticky, a little smoky, and downright miserable. (The weather and the wildfire, of course, were not Six Flags’ fault. :rolleyes:) Mia and I discovered that neither of enjoys roller coasters the way we used to. In addition to the soreness and headaches we already had from the rides, the heat was so intense it actually made us nauseous. Neither of us felt too great by the time we got back to our hotel!
The big problem arose on Day #2. We went to Hurricane Harbor, hoping that water attractions would keep us cool and happy all day. This day was cloudy and the reprieve from the blazing sun was a blessing!
At the entrance to Hurricane Harbor, there were some hastily-printed pieces of paper plastered around announcing that five of the park’s biggest attractions were closed for the day. (We had just seen them open the day before!) Bummer. :dry: We checked out the wave pool - which had no waves, and was approximately the temperature of melted ice cream - and then 2 innertube slides. At one point I noticed black smears on my innertube and realized it was ASH! Ash was falling pretty heavily and the amount that guests must have been breathing in could not have been healthy. :pinch: I’m frankly surprised that a water park would stay open under those circumstances!
Before leaving the hotel on this morning, my sister had changed her swimsuit top for a similar tank top because her swimsuit top has a tendency to fly off on waterslides. Apparently this was a BAD idea, because we were turned away from all of the body slides at Hurricane Harbor and told Mia couldn’t ride them “in regular clothes”. There was NO signage to indicate this rule anywhere, not even in the park brochures, on the maps, or even on the website where we purchased our tickets! Equally infuriating was the fact that we saw other girls riding the body slides in attire almost identical to my sister’s. She was wearing a form-fitting tank and her swimsuit bottoms, but we were turned away from 50% of the attractions in the park. Another 25% were closed for the day, which left us about 3 total slides and an ice-cold “non”-wave-pool to choose from.
I went to Guest Relations to explain our situation and ask what our options were.
Guess what kind of response I got?
“Well, it’s not really our fault that you chose to wear a tank top. Go buy a swimsuit at the gift shop.”
When I pressed the issue further, I was offered a ticket for my sister to come back on a different day. I explained that we were not available to come back on another day. I asked if they could exchange our tickets for one-day tickets to Magic Mountain if we paid the price difference (which is a measley $7 difference if you purchase online!): nope. I even asked if they could offer my sister a discount on a swimsuit top since there is no signage supporting their “no tank tops” rule: nope. It was either “go buy a swimsuit”, or be entirely outta luck.
I gotta be honest: this made me furious. I asked if there was a phone number I could call to speak to a superior. The guest relations agent responded “Sure!” and handed me a business card with a hastily-scribbled e-mail address I couldn’t even read. No phone number. Literally a name, the Six Flags logo, and a scribbled e-mail.
That was it for me. We got our stuff and left. :laugh:
It was definitely time to reevaluate our vacation plans!!