PSYCHEDELIC. Man, this is a totally groovy experience, man. Any lameness potential is immediately cancelled out by the far out remixes of 1960s music that blast through the maze. I wouldn’t be surprised if more than a few ex-hippies went into LSD flashbacks here. I almost went into one, and I’ve never touched drugs. I thought I would have no problem navigating the mirror maze. Incorrect. I slammed into myself more than a handful of times, and I really never wanted it to end. The only downside? You have to go out the same way you came in. Out through the in door, if you will. The maze culminates in a «Photo Spot» where you can model with all of your mirrored duplicates. It would be much better if it was a loop, so you didn’t have to back track. However, it’s still a trippy, though short, cave of wonders. For best results, go when it’s not crowded, so you can time travel in complete solitude. Just you, the mirrors, and the music. Totally far out.