Sunday, July 12, 2009
I'm starting with this picture because as nonsensical as it is - the entrance sign by the exit sign, very "not Swiss!", as my dad would say - it represents our afternoon yesterday.
We decided to eat lunch before heading to the museum. After two and a half hours in the car - trips always go slowly for me when I am a passenger - I wanted to munch. We went to the vegetarian place Mr. RK had looked up and - alas - it had 1) no air conditioning, 2) no interest in our presence, and 3) really annoying Bob Marley music playing. When it's 87 degrees, I don't know about you, but my vote is to change course. So a happy accident - we found a neat little cafe downtown that overlooked the South Sound.
Only problem: it was impossible to get back to the place where we needed to go to get to the museum. Which, maddeningly, was about 400 yards away.
First of all, we asked our waitress for directions. She replied, "Oh, Ken's the owner, I don't really get out much." No sign of Ken. She doesn't get down the street? Are you fucking kidding me? So essentially her answer was, "No."
Then we tried to figure it out with our map. The bridge we needed to use was closed, and the other way the map showed to get there was wrong. So needless to say, Mr. RK was quite pissed off at this point.
We called the museum. No one answered the phone. I tried the trick of pushing zero and it told me to leave a detailed message. What the fuck? "Um, hello, I'm lost on 9th Avenue and Commerce Street, hopefully I won't be here if and when you decide to return my call."
We drove around and around (and around) and finally found a side street that took us to the museum. Hooray! Arrival! Then we drove past the parking garage. Which they charged for.
You know how most big museums have signs outside, on nearby blocks? Not this one.
Oh well. When we finally did get there they had a surprise free admission afternoon, but we made a $20 donation anyway. The museum itself was surprisingly small - I found more stuff to look at in the gift shop - but they had a very cool "Bridge of Glass" outside. Huge sculptures that looked like giant blue swizzle sticks...
...and along the sides of the bridge, glass artwork encased in - you guessed it - glass...
...and at the end, overhead, glass art overhead that made it look like you were under a glass ocean.
Even the fountains outside had neat glass sculptures...
...and some interesting visitors.
We ended the day with yummy Mexican food with no nutritional value whatsoever. So I'm looking forward to the beach tomorrow, but today, I am looking forward to staying put and not getting lost.