Phineas & Ferb filled the mornings of my pre-university prep days, and then select anime series in my convention-attending days. My final days on campus marked the gradual complete transition to K-Dramas.
I didn't grow up with Dr. Seuss.
Me being me, I signed up for one of the first spots the first day of the exhibit's public unveiling. Contrary to my assumption
of the exhibit being held in the holiday market spot next to UNIQLO, it had, in fact, taken over the old Sportchek location on Rathburn, outside the shopping centre. This discovery emerged amidst casual discussion with a coworker - one that I cannot appreciate enough, for I probably wouldn't have double-checked.
Beyond the doors was the exhibit entrance, in addition to a gift shop and simplistic photo-pretty backdrop. A stroller parking area by the staff-monitored access was an early indicator of the event's popularity amongst families with young children.
Meanwhile, I peered at the two doors behind her. At the foot of one was a red binder, presumably containing contents pertaining to the individual exhibit.
1. I choose to listen
Relinquish the coin to the Onceler's pink pail and enter into a world of seemlessly endless furries (known as "Truffula trees").
Keep the coin and pass into a room of severed trees and deep violet barrenness. This room would feature another pail by the door, where visitors would eventually surrender their shiny symbol of wealth to enter into the forest of fluffiness.
neverending playground of orange, pink, purple, red, and yellow. An amusing aspect observed was that some trees had been embedded directly into the mirrors.
This room was spacious and permitted clear paths of access and egress, however this may have been owed to majority of the toddlers being concentrated in the adjacent space.
The highlight, personally speaking, was a vacuum-like contraption in which multi-coloured fur balls were fed through, then launched into the air so the process could repeat itself.
in search of mystical creatures that would have otherwise only been conceivable in our wildest fantasies.
Flossy magenta clovers in a room of pink walls and artificial grass, this was hide-and-seek utopia, yet, simultaneously, a cotton-wearer's nightmare. Being waist-high, many children took to ducking beneath the clover fixtures and crawling about the field, camouflaging themselves in a corner in anticipation of being uncovered by their parents.
For those that wish to take part in a more budget-friendly capacity, keep in mind that the gift shop lies outside the event grounds. Tickets are not a prerequisite to take home a furry friend for your little one (or for yourself).
One lasting point that I'd like mention would be the diversity in staff members. Most were regular citizens, though one could not deny that a couple fell within the special needs category. Inclusivity reigned above efficiency.
Free time on Saturdays are a rarity in my life, and Sundays mark the ramen joint's sole day of closure. Hence, an opportunity for ramen is far and few between, especially when neither Kinton nor Sansotei live up to expectations.