In the choice between Legoland or Thorpe Park for our Thursday adventures, the little ones selected Legoland without hesitation. Little did we know we would be visiting both, and only briefly.
Loaded and away early, the stream of traffic grew gradually the closer we got to Legoland. The queue forming in the opposite direction was formidable, and that was before any crossed the roundabout to enter the park. Roundabout navigated, we joined a queue. A very long queue. A very long queue that wasn't moving. See for yourself.
We quickly decided that this would be a very bad idea and I turned the car round as we watched others begin to do the same, obviously realising it would be a nightmare in there this day.
Knowing Thorpe Park was close, I re-programmed the sat nav and we eased back passed the lines of cars both inside Legolands borders and the long line yet to find what awaited them.
The crowds at Thorpe seemed lively but not quite as packed as our first choice of the day. We skipped those waiting to buy their tickets and wandered over the bridge and in to the park.
Knowing this place from a previous visit, we headed immediately for a small section that had about 6 rides just for the litle ones. They love the rides here, and whilst they enjoy their spins and rides, I went off to cool down in a rather forceful way.
Tidal Wave is a short flume that throws up the most enormous splash when it hits the bottom of it's only dive. Knowing that there are fools like me about, they've built a 'viewing' platform so that onlookers can enjoy the ride too. I did, and came off rather wetter and cooler than I'd started the day. It was lovely. While I had the chance, I also sampled 'Saw - The Maze', a live-action horror ride where as you wander round on foot, people would jump out at you in an attempt to scare you. Quite a few of the train I walked round with screamed, a lot. I laughed, a lot. Despite all the hype, it was pants.
The kids had headed for the shade but wanted most to head for the man-made beach and large paddling pool there. Though the water was rather cold, the warm sun made for ideal paddling. Little one, though, was begining to suffer the effects of the temperature she had battled against for the last couple of days. Enjoying the water as she was, she wanted to go home so we headed back to the car for the short hop home.
We'd driven past the Windsor Farm Shop several times during the week, but never stopped in. With the little one asleep and lunchtime barely over, we pulled in to same their wares with things to both eat and drink. Back at the accommodation much earlier than expected, we settled down to do our own thing, which involved more sleeping, drawing, and for me a walk along the river to explore places not yet seen.
A strange day, curtailed by both illness and crowds. We hoped Friday, our head-home day would be better.