Of all the adults who enjoy books, games, and other entertainments earmarked for children and youths, I have no idea how many don’t have kids of their own. Because I believe a good number of NotMoms would place themselves in that category, as I do, recent posts took a child-free person’s viewpoint to amusement parks and animated “family” films.
I never dreamed I’d be adding this totally different, and somewhat upsetting update. It’s a place the kid in you might want to visit, but if you don’t travel there with a real child, don’t bother.
The place is Legoland. More specifically, the brand new Legoland in Vaughn, Canada near Toronto. That’s where a 63-year-old Lego “fanatic” was recently turned away because he wasn’t accompanied by a child. Weirder yet, he was with his daughter. Sadly, she’s 30.
I didn’t know there was a Legoland, or that there are several of them around the world, or that a “no kids/no welcome” policy is enforced at every one of them. There’s a large number of grown-ups, including women, who are addicted to bumpy little Legos. In this case, the spurned visitor says he has 72 different Lego sets, with about 50,000 pieces. That makes him a customer, yet he was unable to speak to anyone higher up than the guy at the front gate who turned him and his adult daughter away.
Legoland’s official response?
“Protecting families is the primary goal that we have. People might feel discriminated against because they don’t have children or cannot have children, but that’s why we have adult nights to make up for that.”
Got that? And the policy covers every inch of the park. Thou shalt not grab a hot dog or climb the tower to oversee the park’s acreage. Without a kid attached, thou ain’t getting in.
John St-Onge, the disappointed wanna-be visitor, said,
“What, are you painting a label on my back, that I’m a pedophile?’ That’s what really, really, really bothered me. What do you think I’m going to do in there?”
As for me, I can’t stop thinking about The Wizarding World of Harry Potter at Universal Orlando.
I read all the HP books within a week of first release. I’ve watched, re-watched and own the movies. There’s a Golden Snitch on my desk even as I type this. From the day it opened in 2010, I want to go to The Wizarding World!! I cannot allow myself to even imagine what it would feel like to be turned away at the very expensive ticket window because the hand I’m holding belongs to my husband, not a child.