My daughters, their children and I drove to Buckhead and Phipps Mall to Legoland. Martin was doing parkour through the parking lot. On the perimeter near the entrance to Belk, he cartwheeled to the top of the four foot cement wall, looked down and saw a four story drop. Fortunately, he was able to drop back into the parking lot and we proceded into the mall.
The Legoland Discovery is new. It is Spring Break, the week before Easter and it is thronged with kids and parents and grandparents. The first room you enter is the lego facsimile of the major buildings and sites of Atlanta including the Martin Luther King house and church and the exit through Stone Mountain. Sometimes the lights dim and fireworks appear on the walls in the skies. We stand in lines to see the lego film in four-D which includes real snow and rain falling on the audience. The kids ride through the air in flying cars and we all ride in cars with guns to shoot skeletons to protect the lego princess.
While the kids are making lego race cars, I notice a strange man who is unlike the crowd of people wearing Nikes, shorts, T-shirts with words and logos, ball caps, talking on cell phones in several languages. He is tall, large boned and gaunt, wearing a long sleeved black shirt, russet brown pants with worn dusty pollen coated polished boots under his cuffs. His face is long and his hair is a dark auburn sprinkled with gray, cut just below his ears. He is holding a small boy by the hand. The child wears gold rimmed eye glasses. He is looking with wonder and astonishment at all around him. I wonder what he is thinking.
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