Your birthday party wasn't shit if it wasn't at Discovery Zone. Easily the coolest indoor playground/arcade ever built, Discovery Zone was gone too soon—the franchise a victim of fiscal irresponsibility—our childhood dreams and imaginations the collateral damage.
Can you hear the soft pitter-patter of stocking feet traversing the alien landscape of tubes, slides, zip lines, ball pits, rubber-band jungles, and moon rooms? Can you smell the pizza? Feel the temperature-controlled climate? Discovery is what we yearned for, and discovery is what we found. Come, close your eyes and let Billie-Jean King take you by the hand back to that familiar place where discovery wasn't just a word, it was an adventure, and the only thing that mattered was taking off your shoes.