Have you ever wondered what it would be like to walk the deck of the Titanic, the gentle breeze on your face as you gaze into a dark night, illuminated only by the light of a million stars above?
Have you dreamed of ascending the grand staircase to walk into the waiting arms of Leonardo DiCaprio?
Well now you have a chance to do both.
(Okay so there will be no Leo waiting under the clock but you can close your eyes and imagine, right?)
Whether you are a purist who deals with just the facts or you have allowed yourself to be swept into the drama and romance of Jack and Rose’s Titanic, a visit to the Titanic Exhibition at Sydney’s Moore Park will satisfy you on so many levels.
As you enter, you are given your boarding pass with the name of an actual passenger and some details about who they were. At the end of the exhibit, you are tasked with discovering if you lived or died.
I was with a few girlfriends and we all decided to play along, sharing our passenger details. We were all First Class and thus, suitably impressed. Except for one. She was our only Third Class passenger, was a wife and the mother of 5 children. For the next 90 minutes, we delighted in gently tormenting our Third Class friend, shooing her away from the finer objects, laughing as she pouted her way through room after room.
But as you move through and admire the gorgeous surroundings, climb that grand staircase, marvel at the fine clothing, the state of the art everything, you are inevitably walking towards the night the ship hit the iceberg and sank.
The sounds change, the mood changes, the time line of that horrible night is all around you. Your friends are not laughing and teasing anymore. They are solemn and respectful.
Then you are staring at a list of names divided, as it must be, into 2 distinct parts. Those who lived and those who died.
Remember my Third Class friend? Suddenly we found ourselves scanning the lists, looking to find her. She survived! But what of her family?
She lost her husband and 3 of her children. We re-read her boarding pass and the realisation that this woman who had set out from Ireland with her family, possibly searching for a new and better life, was now stranded in a foreign land with no husband and only 2 of her 5 children.
We were moved and humbled by the story of this ordinary, invisible woman who was suddenly not so ordinary and far from invisible to us now.
And that is the power of an exhibition such as this, to bring to life the very real people who were aboard the Titanic that fateful night.
The exhibition is in its final month, closing on February 4, 2018 and I urge you to not miss out on this amazing once in lifetime event. Tickets are available online at Titanic the Exhibition.
I have a free double pass to give away so please head over to my Facebook page and answer the simple question for your chance to win!
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