The London Dungeon [spoilers within]
It's funny; I've always wanted to go to Madama Tussaud's but once I got over here and started going to all the museums and stuff it just dropped to the bottom of my list. I still kind of want to go but I'm not too fussed now. I decided that I did want to go to the London Dungeon though. I love haunted houses and all that sort of thing - and with Nick not in tow I didn't have to worry about being volunteered to have my fingers dipped in baby brains :P [Spookers was good night and we have to go back and do the maze again sometime. Freak On a Leash playing out to the stars under the a dark night sky on a wooden bridge in a field of corn....]
So anyway, dressed up actors, a money girl who tells you have to have a simply horible time [it takes a few seconds to click to what she's said and that it fits....] and the great unknown. I wasn't sure what to expect. Rather than somewhere that you wander through by yourself you're in a group. You start off in the Plague and the room stinks. It smells of urine and slightly rotting flesh. I don't know how they do it but its gross. There's all these displays and corpses and skeletons and old houses around you. The best bit is looking into this room and I was thinking how great the wax dummies looked and that this must be what they look like at Tussaud's... when of course one of them suddenly lunges at me and I scream... The makeup is really good - they're meant to look not quite real. But then you end waiting at the end of the room and just listening for screams behind you and everyone does and everyone else laughs.
After about five to ten minutes they count you off and the next group gets ushered in. There's an actor and atmospheric talk before you get ushered into the labrynth. It's gloomy and a maze of angled mirrored pathways. You find yourself unsure which are the mirrors until you touch them, you bump into people and eventually you start to panic and feel claustrophobic because there just doesn't seem to be a way out. That's because there isn't. After five minutes or more actors appear and help to usher people through. You realize that one of the walls was false and locked and has been slid aside to show the way forward.
The rest of the tour is a bit like that. Each 'room' is a different experience and mainly different actors. Then you get ushered into the next room as one 'door' closes and another opens. You go all sort of places, the Great Fire, the Clink Prison; there's different traps and stuff like a snotty sneezing gargoyle that shoots water or something out. It's timing alters to so I suspect that someone manipulates it to catch some of the people who are trying to hold back and nip through at the right time. There's the barber shop where his victims, erm customers, end up as meat pies. It's really freaky sitting there in the dark, the snipping scissors remind me of The Voyage of the Dawn Treader by C.S. Lewis when they enter the vortex of dream. And they have effects so that you can feel wind or fingers or something on your neck and through your hair etc... The chairs are rigged to fall backwards too... It was a lot of fun.
So anyway, dressed up actors, a money girl who tells you have to have a simply horible time [it takes a few seconds to click to what she's said and that it fits....] and the great unknown. I wasn't sure what to expect. Rather than somewhere that you wander through by yourself you're in a group. You start off in the Plague and the room stinks. It smells of urine and slightly rotting flesh. I don't know how they do it but its gross. There's all these displays and corpses and skeletons and old houses around you. The best bit is looking into this room and I was thinking how great the wax dummies looked and that this must be what they look like at Tussaud's... when of course one of them suddenly lunges at me and I scream... The makeup is really good - they're meant to look not quite real. But then you end waiting at the end of the room and just listening for screams behind you and everyone does and everyone else laughs.
After about five to ten minutes they count you off and the next group gets ushered in. There's an actor and atmospheric talk before you get ushered into the labrynth. It's gloomy and a maze of angled mirrored pathways. You find yourself unsure which are the mirrors until you touch them, you bump into people and eventually you start to panic and feel claustrophobic because there just doesn't seem to be a way out. That's because there isn't. After five minutes or more actors appear and help to usher people through. You realize that one of the walls was false and locked and has been slid aside to show the way forward.
The rest of the tour is a bit like that. Each 'room' is a different experience and mainly different actors. Then you get ushered into the next room as one 'door' closes and another opens. You go all sort of places, the Great Fire, the Clink Prison; there's different traps and stuff like a snotty sneezing gargoyle that shoots water or something out. It's timing alters to so I suspect that someone manipulates it to catch some of the people who are trying to hold back and nip through at the right time. There's the barber shop where his victims, erm customers, end up as meat pies. It's really freaky sitting there in the dark, the snipping scissors remind me of The Voyage of the Dawn Treader by C.S. Lewis when they enter the vortex of dream. And they have effects so that you can feel wind or fingers or something on your neck and through your hair etc... The chairs are rigged to fall backwards too... It was a lot of fun.
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