After the picnic, I went to Red Bank with Steve and Nick to buy Warped Tour tickets, which, interestingly enough, will be at Monmouth Park this year. Then Steve and I met up with Kara and her boyfriend, Bruno, so we could spend the rest of the day at Six Flags (it would be my second visit this season). Both Steve and Bruno used discounted coupons to get into the park, while Kara and I had season passes. We decided that we wanted to go on El Toro first, but I stopped off to pick up a souvenir bottle before hand because I was thirsty. The souvenir bottle was a good deal because I paid about $13 to get a big bottle that I could get refilled all season long for just a buck each time. Even better, I got a wristband that allowed me to get unlimited free refills all day! Score.
As usual, I brought my camera with me. Although we rented a locker before we got in line for El Toro, I held on to my camera so we could use it entertain ourselves during the wait. When we finally got on the ride, I whipped the camera out (as I've done before during previous visits) and snapped a few "action" photos. Score.
When we got off the ride and walked towards the exit, I was stopped by a security officer. "Hi. Could I talk to you for a minute, sir?" I agreed, and the security officer pulled out a picture of me, holding my camera on the ride. He informed me how it was against the park policy and then stated that I had to be escorted from the park immediately. Oh, and I was also told that I was banned from the park for the rest of the season. They took my season pass and all. Did I mention that I was the one who drove to the park? Yeah. So we were all forced to leave. Initially, the whole incident made me feel juvenile. So much for maturity.
It was pretty hysterical though, being, you know, banned. Kara got some great pictures of the whole process. As I walked along the security officer, I waved to people as if I was in a parade too. When I finally reached the parking lot, I was told that if I ever set foot on the premises again for the remainder of the year, I'd be arrested for trespassing; then he proceeded to thank me for being one of the most cooperative escorts he's ever had. How kind. On my way to the car, I ran into two girls about my age who were also thrown out for the same reason (one of them had just purchased a season pass that day). We exchanged our stories with each other and had a good laugh (we joked how the park was going bankrupt too). Oh, and before I was escorted out of the park, I asked the security officer if I could fill up my souvenir bottle with soda one last time. He reluctantly agreed. It figures a free refill of Coke would be my final request.
lol banned.