I feel like being woken up with a jolt from the delirious honeymoon I have been enjoying the past few weeks.
Recent trip to DC has left me spellbound. I was looking forward to visiting the East Coast because well CA has become one too familiar a place for me. I forgot the real America that is the rest of this country. Huge brick buildings, people that actually wait for you in a line, dont cut you, good looking white people :--P, not just the geeky ones, or the asian ones, Beautiful skies, greenery!, agree CA has it own kinda greenery but the lush green of the mid west and the north east is something different. Huge roads, no traffic, slow and patient (!) drivers. Less traffic.
But god it was hot. 90s. Bay Area spoils you in that respect.
The buildings were magnificent with huge steps. Just like in the movies. Blocks were neat and huge. Still remember the few days I spent in the same city more than a decade ago, incidentally my first ever 'trip' in the US was to DC. The only reason being that is the only place I had anyone I knew, a friend's newly married sister and her husband.
Trip advisor said dont miss the Museum of the Archives. And we did not. Declaration of Independence preserved as it was, brought goose bumps. Great men who played a pivotal role in the making of this country. Transported back to the 1800s. Beautiful calligraphy!
I like museums. They are just the place to muse and wonder about how things were a long long time ago. We visited two of the famous ones. Museum of Natural History and Museum of Air and Space. Both of them took me back to millions and millions of years ago. Once again making me realize just how insignificant our time on earth is and how little we know about this universe we live in.
The Human evolution in Museum of Natural History took me back to millions of years ago, when man started standing upright. I marvelled at nature and how man evolved to adapt to his surroundings. Opposable thumbs, how evolution adjusted and adapted based on the needs. Disappearing of the tail. Narrowing hips. Delivering babies prematurely. Slow disappearance of body hair. Marvelous. Just how much we are able to stitch together from the fossils. Super interesting.
Air and Space museum took me back to billions of years ago when the universe was formed. the unfathomable amount of energy that was released and still exists in the universe. The elements and matter that are still not found or even comprehended by humans. How the universe is still expanding and a mere 90year human life seems so so so so so tiny insignificant compared to the billions of years that the universe has been expanding. How miniscule we are? Yes how significant it is that we are even able to comprehend that little that we do about this? The inventions and discoveries that man has done? What else is in store? Can we go travel to the next galaxy? Can we time travel? Such interesting theories!
Science is so intriguing. So exciting. Forget about making stuff that human beings can enjoy. If one can add an iota of learning to the lesser known universe that is what I would call an achievement. No wonder our astronauts are celebrated and cherished. One small step to man, a giant step to mankind. How absolutely grass itching it must have been for Neil Armstrong to step on the moon!
Museums make you think, make you wonder, make you marvel at what was and what is and what could be.
An amazing trip.
On the way back BSK was a good girl, let us watch a couple of movies. The Book Thief was the most poignant movie I watched in a long time. So much was going on but the director focussed on this little girls life, preserving the innocence, it touched my heart. I realize I love war movies. So much emotion and heart ache, stories of courage and brevity. Our life as is is nothing compared to those times. The simple joy of reading a paper book can only be cherished by someone who has to steal them to read them. Psst. I have stolen books to read, so I can totally get it ;--)
Since I believe to a certain extent that the soul is eternal and bodies keep changing, I wonder how or what I was a few million years ago? Or during world war 2? I would love to be able to find out. I might have a super duper hit book to write. :--P
Scanning Amazon for World War 2 books now, do write any recos you may have.
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Try the Fall of Giants series by Ken Follet. WW1/WW2/Cold War and after