My childhood in most parts of it was fulfilled with memories that i very like to cherish for eternity. You should know that the character developments of me myself was bricked by many layers of various cultures. This time i will tell you a slice of Netherlands, a nice quaint, little country which i used to live in for 4 years, in my preschool days ^^As you know i love the world of scale modelling. All this time i've been wondering why does it seem that although i'm a newbie in the world of serious modellers, the eagerness of scale modelling seems to root deep within the veins and blood of me. As it turned out, as i trace the history of my world travels, i remember of a lovely place called Madurodam --a leisure theme park that reprises a miniature city-- i can't remember where exactly that is, but in the Netherlands i only lived in the Hague and Amsterdam so it must've been in among those two cities.
Aside from the lovely coin food installments in the Netherlands, Madurodam have always carved within me wonderful insights. This city is pretty much like the Disneyland of the Netherlands. The thing about common theme park nowadays is that it's pretty much a use of a one-size-fit-all concept, meaning that you go to one of these place, then you've gone to all of them. They have standard rides, similar layout, pretty much the same colour themes. It also is much better than video game based them parks, i've been to Sega World in Sydney, and i can tell you that bloody hell it has nothing to do with Sega!!! I personally think its odious..
Madurodam i think is unique as it blends the kind of
ambience you look for in a leisure park, and that it appeals to all generations. Kids may come for the image of a "toy wonderland", teens might be going for that mixture of toys and the lookout for the opposite gender, adults maybe go for the fascination for the architectural archetype reflected in the buildings, and elder people maybe just wants some quiet and peace.
It also attracts people who used to hold position in the Public Office to excersise their sense of post-power syndrome by being larger than the people in the city (let's not spoil it to them that the little people
ain't actually people, they're just models.. so shoosh! hahahah)
The only thing i regret about Madurodam is that my memories of it is fainted. Its blurred. Maybe it'd be nice that one day i get the opportunity to revisit the Netherlands and maybe enter Madurodam again..
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