No, I've been many times. My first Wgasa ride was in 1986-- I'll never forget it as it was the first time I caught a glimpse of Indian rhino Lasai. I had read about him in a book by Sheldon Campbell titled Lifeboats to Ararat that talked at length about Lasai's problems at the zoo and breeding success at the park (great book, btw). Yes, as I recall I quite enjoyed myself on that first Wgasa ride-- and on subsequent trips too. At least you got to see the park without being gouged and treated like cattle.
So, there I was over 20 years later, just another rubber stamped dork--riding a tram through the park in search of yet another rhino. Oh what a difference 20 years makes. Words like "antiseptic", "mind-numbingly bland", "regurgitated pablum" come to mind.
After the ride, I actually cornered two little old lady docents and went off on them. Sorry ladies! One of them actually said " I hope that made you feel better!" Good sports, both of them.
I've also done the Photo Caravan thing, plus gone behind the scenes a good deal on visits during my keeper years...
The park had guts at one time. It was grand and cutting edge and the horizon seemed limitless. The name San Diego really meant something then. Now it seems to be dumbing itself down.
I hate that! But that's the throw-away, dumbed-down world in which we live. Britney Spears for President.
I imagine that the costs of running the park are astronomical these days, hence the $17 snack, god-awful eyesore of a balloon ride, extra for the tram ride, gouge, gouge, gouge...
Where's the integrity!!??
Wow, you hit a nerve there...