If there was one place that could convince me to move back to NYC for good, it would be the Natural History Museum. Yup. If someone bought me a membership, I would be like “well, I mean, you can’t let a membership go to waste can you?” , pack my bags and find some willing roommates to rent a crappy apartment with and spend any extra money on pizza and egg rolls. I imagine I would be very unhealthy if I moved back.

The third day of me and Kats stay in NYC (or technically second, considering we didn’t cross into New York till after midnight that first day ), we woke up to rain rain and just so much rain. But thankfully we had anticipated that, and planned to visit museums instead of trying to walk around sight seeing. We decided to go through a list of museums to visit and pick one to devote the day to and since the Cooper-Hewitt Museum was at the time closed for extensive repairs, coupled with the fact that I geek out over anything to do with minerals and space, and given that Kat loves anthropology, it was easy to settle on the Museum of Natural History as our destination of choice.

Because of the rainy conditions of the day, it wasn’t too surprising the number of people waiting to get in when we arrived. Lines wove in and out, around and around, and while for a second there we considered turning back, we steadied ourselves and got in line. We queued for about 45 minutes, which seems slightly insane, but I can say with certainty it was  really, really worth it. I know i’ve never waited in a more beautiful area, the Theodore Roosevelt Rotunda being a sight in and of itself.

Me and Kat stayed on the second floor (which is where you enter from the main entrance on Central Park West ) for a good while, but as I was eager to see more, especially the Guggenheim Hall of Minerals we split up to meet up later.

cont. in pt. 2