I have traveled to the actual place where dreams come true, The Museum of Ice Cream in New York. Two things that I absolutely love: the city and endless amounts of ice cream. They were combined together and I'm surprised I was able to contain myself as an adult.
I'm in shock that kids are allowed in there for many reasons. One reason: how horrible is it to witness heaven and then leave forever while you're also too young to realize what's happening?? Another reason why it's horrible to take a child here is now they might have this unrealistic expectation that you can just go somewhere to eat endless ice cream, be surrounded by beautiful colors and images and then jump into a pool of sprinkles... other than this museum, that's called being on drugs.
I didn't want to ruin all of the surprises this magical place offers. Although the gallery of photos above kind of explains a lot, I promise there's so much more!
It's pretty obvious that I never wanted to leave. Who would??!