I’ve been in a salty mood for the past few days. I miss my family and my friends at my big dumb co-op and whatever and I’m also very accustomed to a sedentary lifestyle, so all this constant activity is weird and new to me. #boohoo
But! Today snapped me right outta that frame of mind because I got to see two things that I love: dinosaurs and space. If you know me, you know that I am not a science-y person. I was awful at physics and had to beg my high school chemistry teacher to count old homework points so I could scrape by with a decent grade. This is because I need to be tricked into learning things. Turn on an episode of Bill Nye the Science Guy or Magic School Bus and I’m sold. Basically, I’m okay with any elementary school level science (but mostly, dinosaurs and space).
Which is why I loved the American Museum of Natural History.
When you first walk into the museum, you are greeted with a sort of Guggenheim-esque swirly path that surrounds the space exhibit (except, unlike the real Guggenheim, it does not suck). Does the Guggenheim have a giant globe filled with a fern and Sea Monkey’s? Does the Guggenheim have a meteor?
I was mainly interested in seeing the dinosaurs, though. Luckily, there are dinosaurs on not one, but TWO floors of the museum. The first set are in the Teddy Roosevelt Rotunda, but apparently going too far in there would have meant exiting the museum, so I snapped a quick picture and left.
Before going up to the big dinosaur area, we found an exhibit of “Asian Peoples”. But first, we had to go through an exhibit of “African Mammals”.
Then, there was an exhibit of “African Peoples”. Getting to my kin was an arduous task.