DreamWorld, Gold Coast.
The morning we went to DreamWorld it was lashing rain, and we thought about not going. But these old bones (and my weather app) felt the sun was going to shine soon, so we packed up and headed out. On arrival the car park was nearly empty. Always a good sign for a theme park!
“Woo hoo, empty car park means shorter lines, Mum! And you should come on EVERYTHING with us!!” As if. I will find some excuse to get out of every single ride without looking like a chicken, mark my words, sons!
First up the boys had to spend a penny. While I waited I found a cute shop chock full of girly glitz, princess themes, and sparkly wear. There was not one thing a boy could buy in the whole shop. I ran out to the boys, and said, “Guys, I have found a great shop. You can get anything you like in it!!” They came running. Fools.
IrishKing tried to find something to buy, but this dress didn’t come in his size. He did ask if he could get it to cut up and make my Mother’s Day gift from it. Sweet boy! I think he has the princess pose down, don’t you?
One of the star attractions was The Tower of Terror, and it lived up to its name. Just look at the entrance. Who wants to walk into a giant skull’s head? My boys, that’s who!
Just inside the entrance of most rides is an estimated wait time. Most are 60 to 90 minutes. Can you believe people wait in line for 90 minutes to ride? I couldn’t, I wouldn’t! Nothing would make me… except maybe my boys. But I am so glad we visit in off-peak times, so my love for my boys isn’t tested with long lines.
The internal walk to the ride starting point is quite long, but since there were few people there we just walked by the 90 minute, 60 minute, and 30 minute wait signs.
I left my family there and hightailed back down, to .. emm .. to… do something….. anything, but go on that ride! My boys understood. We have an unspoken rule about these things. They know I’m a scaredy cat, and they also know not to tease me about it, or I might not bring them to theme parks.
With a name like AirSkull you’d think we like skulls, and you’d be right. My boys love skulls. Skull t-shirts, stickers, and ornaments, you name it and they love it. How about some cute skulls with red jeweled eyes to brighten up your living room? Consider it done!
Thank you so much Tower of Terror shop, and your array of merchandise strategically placed at the ONLY exit of the ride. There was no way of avoiding the skull delights. What person could walk through this skull infested shop and not purchase a skull cup? Name one!
There is a huge area in DreamWorld dedicated for younger kids, with smaller, slower rides, and one called Mad Jungle Jam that my boys loved. You’d think this would be for the littlies, but you’d be wrong! Put 4 boys and their dad in there and get the party started! They had a blast. Literally! You fire squidgy balls out of air cannons, and try and hit as many people as you can. Well, that’s how my boys play it.
On the way out we ran into some hunky dudes. It’s Australia after all, and in Australia if you don’t meet some topless and barefoot guys you’re doing it wrong. My boys wouldn’t pose topless. Wimps!
