ok so yesterday i was dragged along to the museum of ice cream, which is essentially a modern tourist attraction that exists solely so that people will take lots of pictures there, thereby spreading the word about the place, and encouraging other people to go there.
in case you were curious, it looks like this. i deliberately picked the worst picture i could find online because that's how it feels to be in this place. the entire fucking establishment is drenched in shades of pink, and the entire place is just swimming with music so loud you can't hear yourself think. the entire time they keep handing you, like, these shitty ice cream samples? they're all really bad. they somehow managed to fuck up vanilla soft serve, and if you, like me, have poor self control, you will Keep Eating The Shitty Ice Cream, and by the end your headache will be joined by a stomachache. genuinely it is a place that is designed to make you sick in as many ways as possible.
oh yeah did i mention. so much of it is, like, SO unsanitary.
i know ball pits aren't exactly novel but the entire place is just filled with shit like this and i cannot imagine it is cleaned often. like for fuck's sake we had shoes on and i know what folks're tracking in from the streets. it's nightmarish. add in various ice cream stains and a long stretch of space without enough bathrooms, and it becomes extremely clear what might be going down here. the end fucking result of ice cream.
anyway this place fucking sucked. apparently it cost like forty dollars? i don't know, i didn't pay for it- in fact, you'd have to pay me forty dollars to get me to go again. i just thought i should talk about it because that's what people do on the internet.
...even though all press is good press. oops.