We took Evelyn’s parents to the National Geographic museum, the Hall of Explorers. It was a lot smaller than I expected, but the stuff they had was neat. I respect the NGS for their ability to present information in a striking and memorable way without diluting its intellectual quality. The museum is presently 4 semi-permanant galleries, and it only takes a few hours to take it all in, but it’s worthwhile.
On the other hand, the second floor of the National Portrait Gallery was too large to see in one sitting. It’s really part of the National Museum of American Art. This to me is the best art gallery in DC (since I’m not into folk, medieval, or modern art).
As an interesting anecdote, I found $7 in paper money in the gutter on the walk there. Weird. What’s also odd is that the Metro vending machines rejected my Sacajaweas… and my Susan B’s.. and my half dollars! I was both miffed and irked by this.
My brother Neil, in his junior year at Indiana State University, will be studying abroad in Italy next spring. Mom says the visa application process (the travel papers, not the credit card) have been a corker of an ordeal. Neil will be spending the first half of 2007 in the eastern town of Macerata.
Nifty Wikipedia Thing: Gonzalo Guerrero
What I’m Reading: "Lost Chance in China" by John S. Service