A Colorful Interactive Experience
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We recently visited Color Factory here in NYC, finally checking an item off of my NYC bucket list. I’ve been wanting to visit Color Factory ever since it initially lunched in San Fransisco back in 2017. In the fall of 2018 they brought this interactive colorful exhibit to NYC and we finally had a second to go. And it was so much fun!! Sure, every square inch of it is just waiting to be featured on Instagram, but it was a well thought out and curated space that we spent a very enjoyable hour and a half walking through. The most unexpected thing were the snacks! Immediately upon entry you are handed mochi. After being invited through the door into the exhibit you walk past a conveyor belt of colorful macrons. Pick one off the line and stroll through the next couple of rooms and then you are presented with colorful candy that matches a fun task you just completed in the prior room. You get the idea. Each room was completely different, with some sort of general theme or color story assigned. We enjoyed spinning on the literal color wheels, choosing our own color adventure, and dancing in the color club. But the MOST fun was the last and final room. The ball pit. You guys, when was the last time you were in a ball pit? I had completely forgotten how much fun they are! The entire exhibit is super kid friendly, and there were certainly lots of kids of all ages there when we were, but I venture to say the adults were all having way more fun in the ball pit than the kids. We certainly were, haha. I knew there was a ball pit but I was expecting it to be pretty small. This is NYC after all, everything is tiny. But this was the biggest ball pit I’ve ever seen! Shelby and I spent a good 30 minutes playing around, taking more than our fair share of photos, playing around like we used to when we were kids. I’d honestly pay the ticket admission again just to go play in the ball pit. Color Factory is currently extended through May 2019 and tickets must be purchased in advance. On your way out be sure to pick up a Color Map, which guides you through the nearby neighborhoods where you can discover even more colorful surprises! We didn’t have time to follow the map on that day, but we took it home with us so we’ll have to head back another day to follow the map and continue our colorful adventure!
-Ash
P.S. You can watch more of our adventures at Color Factory in the video below!
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