So I am really a nerd. I like science museums. There, I admitted it. And really, they are my museum of choice. Sure Monet and Dega are gorgeous. But it's really happening at the science exhibits. Oh, and I like political art exhibits and photography. Now you know all my secrets.
Above is a picture of Cliff, a 65 million year old fossil of a Triceratops. A plant-eating dinasour found in the Dakota Badlands. Pretty cool, eh?
Speaking of museums and politics....I also went on my first visit to a presidential library. The JFK Library was recommended as a worthwhile stop. I really enjoyed it. I was bombarded with American History in high school and "Camelot" is about all I remember. So it was kind of fun ( and again nerdy) to recall some of the facts of the Kennedy years. Did you know that JFK is responsible for starting the Peace Corps? How did I miss that???
04 January 2009
A real dinosaur! A trip to the Boston Museum of Science
01 January 2009
Happy New Year, but baby its cold outside!
I love vacationing. I go to bed at midnight and wake up at 10:00am. And yesterday I woke up to a blanket of snow and a snow storm!
I felt lazy as a cat all day so we stayed in and watched the brave ones trudge in the snow outside. Adults and children looked like colorful renditions of Stay Puff Marshmallow Men as they pulled make shift sleds up a nearby slope. Even their giggles of delight were not enough to persuade us out to the innocent-looking snow blanket.
However, by 6:00pm I was all bundled up (down jacket-four layers underneath-two pair of mittens-scarf-beannie-ear muffs-tights-wool socks-snow boots-and I was still cold) and ready for some New Year's Eve festivities. Man, -12 degrees is FREEZING! But we had fun. Boston celebrates "First Night" by offering free venues all over the city. For us, the highlight of the evening was a free concert in an old church by a world-renowned violinist. We had not planned to go, but stumbled upon it. The music was excellent and the performance was a great break from the frigid weather. We also managed to survive outside long enough to see fireworks, and visit the ice sculptures in Boston Commons and Copley Square. We weren't the only crazy ones out there. There were celebrants of all ages covered from head to toe in their favorite winter gear.
We were home by 11:00pm, and by midnight we were all in our pjs huddled on the couch. Ahhh....the heater, tea, treats, and Dick Clark's Rockin' New Year's Eve.
Now that is what I call a good New Year's Eve.
