Somehow, Brendan managed to convince me to take them down to Times Square (aka The Worst Place on Earth) two weekends in a row to see shows at the Discovery Zone.
First up, the Vikings, which was surprisingly heavy on farm/family life and light on violence and bloodshed. Turns out the Vikings weren't the bloodthirsty pillagers that modern day lore would have us believe, and in fact, the word "viking" actually means to travel for adventure. Despite the lack of gore, good times still were had by all.
Although we were all a little outraged that the gift shop was selling helmets with horns when EVERYONE knows that's a Viking myth.
My love for a green screen truly knows no bounds.
The next weekend, Brendan dragged us down to the Star Wars costume exhibition. I'm not a huge Star Wars fan but the show was full of the actual costumes worn in the movies and was pretty amazing.
Did you know that sometimes R2D2 had a human actor inside?
Saluting in the hall of Storm Troopers
Of course, their favorite part was the wizardry at the end, where you stand before a mirror, and in it you see a “Star Wars” character moving as you’re moving. Reach to the right spot and you suddenly have a light saber in your hand. Perfect for testing out some new dance moves.