|This picture resembles the actual ride about as much as an eagle resembles a chicken. |
Yes, they're in the same family, but you would never mistake one for the other.
After the ride we went into Miniland, which was a room-sized model of Atlanta landmarks made entirely of chocolate. I wish! They were made entirely of Legos. I had to keep referencing the maps because the models weren't geographically correct. So, like the Margaret Mitchell house was sandwiched between Ebenezer Baptist Church and Martin Luther King Jr.'s Memorial when they're in three different areas of Atlanta. The juxtaposition must have been for other reasons...like neutralization. The models were very impressive and the children and I kept marveling over how long it must have taken to build everything from Stone Mountain to Turner Field out of Legos.
After Miniland, you enter a big room with several attractions, plus the Legoland Cafe. We immediately headed over to an area where you can build a car out of Legos and then race it against cars created by other children. We could have spent the entire day just racing the cars because certain of my children enjoy racing especially when they find a foolproof car design that keeps besting the other racers. By the way, here is the picture of the Lego Racers attraction from the Discoveryland website:
I'm no engineer, but I feel fairly sure that the cars pictured above could not have been built with the pieces available. In addition, there were no little red mechanic figures filling tires with air. Maybe they were over in Miniland taking in a Falcons game. Just in case you go, let me readjust your expectations by showing you pictures of the "cars" that the kids made:
|The Boy's "car" is five over sized wheels on an axel. He won almost every race.|
|At least the Girl's car had a place for a driver.|
|Those are Friends Stephanie and Emma in the tree house greeting throngs of invisible fans.|
We decided to catch a movie at the 4D Cinema, which was very cool. The film is 4D because you get wind-blown, splashed, and snowed upon in consort with the on-screen action. I wasn't aware that there are three different movies which run consecutively. So, you can watch all three in a row, or you can watch one, leave and do some other activity and come back to see another one later. This is pretty brilliant because a lot of kids can only really watch one 15-minute movie before getting bored. Not to beat a dead horse on the whole Legos aren't for girls theme, but the movies we saw featured very strong female characters. Of course, this is in the context of animated movies where the characters seemed to speak the ancient language of "Lego" and don't have any knee or elbow mobility.
After we watched one movie, the kids ran around in the Lego Fire Academy, which is one of those big Gerbil mazes for children, full of tubes and ladders, and slides:
|This is from the Lego Discoveryland website, but it's definitely not a picture of the |
Fire Academy from the Atlanta location, you get the idea, though.
If you go, remember socks because the kids take off their shoes for this activity, and they have to be wearing socks. Right as we were finishing up with the Fire Academy, a camp showed up. Dun, dun. I know I'm a terrible person, but whenever I'm at a museum or someplace and a camp or a school trip shows up, my immediate reaction is, "oh, shit." Because you know that there's like a 10-1 kid to adult ratio, and the kids are all pissed that they're at spring break camp and not on some fabulous vacay with their family. At least the camp kids were easy to spot because they were all wearing tie-dyed shirts. This came in handy when one of the adults rounded up the kids to go into the movie and about five minutes after they'd left, I observed a little boy in a tie-dyed shirt running around on his own. Because I am incapable of minding my own business and convinced that most people are incompetent, I immediately started muttering to the Girl about how the camp had lost one of the kids and to keep an eye on the Boy and the Baby while I took him over to the movie theatre. I was heading over to tie-dyed boy when one of the camp adults came out of the theatre and said, "Ryan, we're all going to watch the movie. Come with me," and Ryan scampered off, blissfully unaware that he'd almost been lost. I'm sure if I'd gone to help him, it would have turned into a traumatic cautionary tale that he'd recount to his own children to prevent them from wandering off. Also, kudos to the camp for actually counting the children when they got into the movie theatre.
Before lunch we hit Merlin's Apprentice which was, again, a rip of the Dumbo ride at Disney World. Instead of flying up in the air in elephants, you're on a kind of rickshaw-bicycle contraption. It was fun, but in no way resembles this:
This is like the Baz Luhrmann version of the ride; all digitally enhanced with florid colors and sparkles. I didn't take any pictures because I had to leave my purse with the attendant, but here's a picture from the web:
|This kid looks a little less sparkle-happy than the kids in Lego's picture, no?|
After Merlin's Apprentice, we hit the snack bar for lunch. I would have preferred to leave to get lunch, but the kids wanted to play some more after we ate, so I relented. We decided on the family pizza meal, which was an 18" pizza, four large drinks, and four bags of chips for $20. This was actually a good deal, considering the prices of a la carte options. The only problem was that the pizza was made to order, so it took about 25 minutes. Oh yeah, and the pizza didn't taste very good. But, really, who goes to Legoland Discovery Center for the pizza? I don't go to Avellino's Pizza, best pizza in Decatur, to play with Legos, so it's really fine.
After we finished lunch we built and raced some more cars and caught a second movie at the 4D theatre. At this point, the place was getting crowded with a lot of Final Four basketball fans, easily identified because they were wearing Louisville, Michigan, Wichita State, and Syracuse clothing. We decided to call it a day around 2:30 and we could have stayed longer, the kids really enjoyed it.
We exited to find this all over my (newly cleaned) swagger wagon:
Oh, how I love pollen season in Atlanta!