Saturday, April 2, 2011

Throwing Stones at Wax Houses




Last Sunday, I took my son and five of his friends to celebrate his birthday at Madame Tussaud's Wax Museum is located in the heart of the theater district in New York's Times Square.


We drove over to my Taurus wagon. That's right, six normal-sized 12-year-old boy and me. For you super sized SUV owners who could envision my car as a four-wheel-'50s version of the phone booth stuffing stunt, on May surprise you to know that little bull has room for eight - seven in a row if you want to safely store drinking somewhere other than at the top roof.


I've never been to the wax museum before and knew nothing of Madame Tussaud's beyond the fact that like all tourist attractions, its acts right of me to leave the museum have been exhausted, without money and vague, but persistent idea that employees snickered at me whenever I turned back.


In an attempt to stop snickering at least until we entered the exhibit, my wife scoured the Internet for discounts and found one where I could buy two adult tickets at $ 25 and get one child ticket free. According to her calculations, the total cost should be $ 119, but the cashier charged me $ 144. I do not know why, I only know the row behind me was all the more and more contentious as the exasperated cashier confused over the promotion for more than twenty minutes until finally coming to the magic number of $ 144. The transaction was so long, I can only assume an additional $ 25 charge for accommodation.


We were finally after walking for the last twelve feet wax replica of the Hulk, which to me was a strange choice to begin with because it has no real life equivalent of the Hulk. What can you say? "Wow! He looks exactly like ... that cartoon character in thecomic book .Well ,let'ssee what others have ."


then we went to expose the premiere party, where everyone who is anyone on the floor and attached with screws in attendance. We have seen Woody Allen, Bette Midler, Nicolas Cage, Hugh Grant, Oprah, even the wax version of Jennifer Lopez, who was rumored that he was briefly engaged to the wax version of Harrison Ford.


similarity, and attention to detail is incredible, and although the figure of wax, I saw no hint of the wick sticking out of someone's head.


After the party we waited in line for the excruciatingly slow Chamber of Horrors, an exhibition which cost an additional $ 3 As we stood in place for more than fifteen minutes of listening to endless audio loop actor Hugh Jackman is a fruitless pitch for his poorly received film "Van Helsing", I heard my son Jack whisper to their friends that they should have called the Chamber of Attraction Waiting,


I wish I could tell you what we experienced in the chamber of horrors. It was dark, there were real people dressed like devils, who mumbled incoherently as Popeye, occasionally I noticed a little bag hanging from the ceiling, and then less than a minute and a half after we entered, we were driven in a brightly lit room as moles suddenly exposed to sunlight and when our students complete dilation, the first thing we saw was a wax replica of the NBC Today's Al Roker, prompting a friend of my son Ben said: "It's really getting scary ."


There were dozens of other famous wax figures from the world of sport, politics and entertainment, but after a while he began to feel less like a museum, and as more trade me. Also, as a public service announcement to avoid the kind of heart breaking disappointment I've witnessed in the family apple growers who went all the way from Canada - no, I repeat not -. exhibit contains a wax fruit


For me the most impressive of all is the figure of the black clad, diminutive mogul Madame Tussaud's wax yourself. If the rankings, was a very small woman, and could have made ​​one hell of a life as a jockey. But she turned the job of making wax replicas of the French head of countless victims of the guillotine during the 18th century into one of the most popular tourist attractions in the world. As we turned toward the door, I gave the old Madame little pat on the back to acknowledge her entrepreneurial spirit, and just at that moment I heard this spine tingling, high cackle.


Does anyone know what giggle sounds in French?

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