Today we went to the moon.
Spaceport is a cheap day out compared to many other visitor attractions and although a few of the computers were playing up, on the whole it's definitely worth a visit. We met up with my folks and spent
several hours travelling around our Solar System. Downstairs you can hop from
one planet to the next, learn about wormholes, black holes and stars. Be
reminded that in 5 billion years our sun will lose all of its power and life on
Earth will end. The planetarium is running a film, narrated by Ewan McGregor,
that takes a look at what it’s really like to be an astronaut complete with
nausea inducing effects. Mind expanding stuff and as my Dad said ‘That Brian
Cox fella’s in his 40s, he only looks 30 and his brain works in ways that mine
doesn’t’. Genius. My Dad not the Prof.
Never fear though. When your own brain has ceased to work
from the sheer magnitude of data it’s trying to take on board head upstairs for
an Aardman adventure. The Wallace and Gromit exhibition, like the rest of
Spaceport, has plenty of interactive exhibits including alien voice creating microphones,
trivia questions with Shaun the sheep sound effects and a clay modelling
station. Everyone is encouraged to make their own alien and these are ours: Bea’s,
mine and my Mum’s, from left to right. Basically its reuse and recycle the clay
that’s already been formed into creatures by other visitors and by the time we
were ready to leave ours had already been squashed, adapted or remodelled.
The moon may not be made of cheese and it’s probably not
realistic to build your own rocket to fly there but at £25 for 1 adult, 1 child
and 2 over a certain age, Spaceport was, as Wallace would say, ‘One for the
album’. Aye Gromit, a grand day out.
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