I thought Neil deGrasse Tyson might be at the American Museum of Natural History. Apparently he was on the subway, at least according to this photo.
We rode the subway, too. What an amazing coincidence! Maybe at some point in our space-time continuums we were even on the same train!
I doubt I would have recognized him if I had seen him. We don’t get TV, so I haven’t seen his series.
On the day we went seeking NdGT we walked from our hotel on 47th Street, through the southwest corner of Central Park, to the museum on 77th Street. I cannot say that I recommend walking thirty blocks just before you intend to walk through a giant museum.
In the past, when I went to a museum, I was always prevented from learning anything because the kids always wanted to just run through and push all buttons - no reading allowed. This time, I was so exhausted that I just sat there watching a movie, and I learned something! I learned that there are seismologists who are constructing an array of seismic instruments across the US, in the hopes of measuring ‘background’ movements in the earth’s crust. The movie showed scientists putting their seismic instruments in a cement hole in the middle of a cornfield near Syracuse, NY. To see if their instruments were working, they stomped on the hole, a method which seemed completely unscientific to me. The data from this effort are all sent to the Transportable Array Coordinating Office. TACO. Those scientists with their names of things!
Now I am going to do a photo dump of a few things we saw at the museum. Once again I have to delay further tales of New York, because we have to leave town for a few days to move Oldest Daughter back to college and to attend to an elderly relative.
|Teddy Roosevelt statue outside the museum. |
I have to tell you that the horse in this statue is anatomically correct.
|My husband named this dinosaur Binkie.|
|By the time we got to this display about|
the Big Bang, we felt like we had been walking
for a billion light-years.
|I think they need a more imaginative name for|
"Globular Clusters." Like tacos, maybe.