Jessi & Margo in the American History Museum. (Do you notice I always seem to be the one taking pictures?)
Our last day in the city. So far so good. No major hiccups and the weather had cooperated to date. Since we were planning to be inside almost all day, I figured the weather could pretty much do what it wanted and we would be fine. When we stepped out on the street, from our breakfast at the Key West Diner, it started to sprinkle. Yesterday had been much cooler than it had been since we arrived and it was pleasant to walk around. Today it was a little cooler still, and cloudy. I pretty much knew we had made the right decision when we switched days. We jumped on our subway and took it downtown to Columbus Circle, transferred to a C train and went uptown to the 81st St station. The museum had an entrance below ground, right off of the subway, just like Bloomingdales. I guess being around longer than the subway has it’s benefits. The museum was pretty good.
A stegosaurus about to attack Margo and Jessi (or not)
Even though it was obvious that it was old, based on the architecture and all of the hardwood and marble, it didn’t feel old or outdated. The most interesting part to me were the dinosaurs. They have a spectacular collection of fossils. Including a full Tyrannosaurs Rex and some very large plant eater. I imagine it’s what used to be called a Brontosaurus, but I don’t think that name is used anymore. Something about it being a mistake when they used the name. They also had an excellent film on DNA. It’s hard to believe that the whole DNA process is done with chemicals. I wonder how many years it will be until they are adapting that to computers and robotics. Maybe in my lifetime. Another interesting display was a section of a very large Sequoia Redwood. This one was 1342 years old, and was felled, over the course of two weeks, in 1892. The museum had had it ever since. I got a picture of the girls in the foreground, but it was awful dark in that area. The museum had marked historic events on the tree, at about 100 year intervals. That was kind of cool. The tree would have started growing in the year 550. Quite a bit of history had certainly happened on it’s watch.
The museum had opened at . But we had gotten a late start. We didn’t get there until almost . The museum closes at . I didn’t figure we would last, but we made it until about . We hadn’t seen everything, but we knew we wouldn’t. We didn’t take a nap this time. Even though we were all tired, I did not want to spend our last night’s dinner eating at the local McDonalds, or me getting take out and eating in the hotel. I suggested the Hard Rock Café. Margo didn’t really want to, as she had to pack, but she didn’t object. New York’s Hard Rock Café is currently located in Midtown, not that far from Hooters.
Jessi camping in the museum
They are going to relocate to Times Square this fall. The reason is obvious. They place, while busy, was no where near capacity. It would have been wall to wall in Times Square. Service was pretty good, and the food was OK. I got a souvenir glass, and had a couple of beers. Margo and Jessi wandered around. When they got back we made a quick pass through the gift shop we were on our way. Margo packed and we went to bed.
I’m writing this final entry as we sit in La Guardia, waiting for our plane. Another good vacation. I was pretty apprehensive about having to deal with New York.
That's one big slice of tree. It's a redwood from California
Getting around, the crime, the subway, but none of it was a big problem. The volume of people surprised me at times. Especially Times Square. At night it’s as busy as the Vegas Strip. Wall to wall people. Another thing that surprised me was the traffic laws. They appear to be just suggestions. Redlights were mostly obeyed, but lanes would be blocked for loading, and people would turn through pedestrians. Of course the pedestrians crossed against the lights, too. So it all evened out. We also discovered that this is a bra optional city. It seems like the majority of the women, locals anyway, don’t wear them. Not complaining, mind you. Just making an observation. We all had a great time. We saw everything that was critical, and only missed the Staten Island Ferry, which was always an optional item, and the Roosevelt Island Tram. That wasn’t a high priority
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