What It’s Like to Go to Universal Orlando Resort During the Pandemic
Photo by Allison Keene
Clearly I’m bad at timing. In September I made arrangements to drive down to Orlando and visit the major theme parks there for the first time during the pandemic. I scheduled the trip for the last week of October, and of course, right on schedule, COVID cases absolutely blew up again in the six weeks between. When I pulled out of my driveway on the last Monday of October, I was headed into the heart of the pandemic, right when it was starting to surge more than it ever had before. And all so I could do that one E.T. ride for the 30th time.
I didn’t have to go to Universal Orlando in October. As much as I miss these places, I could easily have held out longer, potentially even until a vaccine is available. But I had read enough about the precautions Universal had put in place to feel just comfortable enough to try it out—and after seven months of being shut up at home I was more than ready to go anywhere and do anything. And between the time I scheduled this trip and actually went on it my wife and I made the semi-impromptu decision to drive from Atlanta to the Grand Canyon and back, and after braving the maskless throngs of Oklahoma and the Texas panhandle without catching anything (that I’m aware of), I felt even more emboldened when I set out for Orlando.
Universal Studios Florida isn’t the first theme park I’ve gone to during the pandemic. That would be Six Flags Over Georgia, which wasn’t doing a great job with COVID precautions back in June. That trip was during one of those lulls where even reasonable people seemed to let their guard down, though, and also Universal should be expected to have higher standards than Six Flags anyway, so I didn’t let that first, abbreviated theme park trip deter me. And I’m glad I didn’t: I had a good time at Universal, especially at the always fantastic Cabana Bay Beach Resort, and was able to stay vigilant and in control of my immediate situation without getting too stressed out.
Mask compliance was almost universal at, well, Universal. I went to both theme parks, Universal Studios Florida and Islands of Adventure, on the same day, and although I did see the occasional person wearing a mask incorrectly, the vast majority were properly masked. That meant standing and walking outside was pretty much stress-free. It got a little hairy in the two Harry Potter lands—they were considerably more crowded than the rest of the parks, and with their intentionally cramped and twisting layouts it was difficult to stay distanced. For that reason I spent little time in either of them. If Harry Potter is why you want to come down (and there’s a good chance of that, given that they’re the most popular parts of these theme parks), and you’re worried about crowding, just take that as a warning. Hogsmeade and Diagon Alley are both likely to be noticeably more crowded than the rest of the parks.
There were only two moments during my stay at Universal where I felt overly anxious. The first was when I took the bus from the hotel to the park. There was a bit of a bottleneck at the bus stop, with not all guests staying distanced. They have limited capacity on the buses, with the different seating sections numbered off, and only one party allowed per section. There was more than six feet between me and others, and everybody was masked, but we were still in a small, enclosed space, breathing the same air that everybody else was exhaling into. Hopefully those masks did their job; it’s been two weeks now and I’ve shown no symptoms, so either we were all COVID-free or else the masks held up their end of the bargain.
The other time I saw something that I was uncomfortable with was when I tried to eat at the Simpsons Fast Food Boulevard in the Springfield section. My plan was to grab a Krusty Burger and eat it at one of the tables outside the food court. When I walked in, though, an employee laid out the rules to me: all ordering was mobile only (a smart choice), and I would have to eat my food in the food court, at a table assigned to me by the employee. Nobody could get the food to go and eat it one of the outdoor tables. She gave me the number of a table in the middle of a crowded room, with a half-dozen families sitting nearby, all obviously unmasked as they ate. The tables were six feet apart, but not much more than that. Honestly, I couldn’t get out of there fast enough. I went back outside, grabbed a couple of tacos from Bumblebee Man’s truck, and found a shaded table in the open air, with nobody else sitting within 10 feet of me.