Science is the name of the game here, discovery and wonder as well, but you’d have to be pretty set in your ways not to call this place, especially the Heilbrunn Cosmic Pathway, anything short of deliriously beautiful and slightly magical.
This would be the last part of the Museum of Natural History me and Kat explored before heading out into the rainy weather to inquire about the possibility of food. And while there are so many parts of the museum I didn’t get to see, I can say with certainty that the places and exhibits I did manage to marvel over, they were amazing and fantastic. And yes, I will totally be back one day, and then probably the next day, and then the day after that. Not only was almost every part of the museum full of mentally stimulating articles of interest, you get the feeling that everyone here, from the visitors to the people working and studying here, they very much want to be here. To the very foundations of the building, there is an intense adoration here. A love for learning, for reaching for more and further frontiers and ultimately for a betterment through discovery.
The first floor of the Museum of Natural History is where I spent most of my visit, wandering the dimly lit and softly illuminated areas with moderated steps, pausing slowly at every display, camera set to capture everything I could with the least amount of disruption and a heart open overfilling with loveliness.
Walking through the Spitzer Hall of Human Origins to fall into the Ross Hall of Meterorites, it all started to blur together in a dizzying way into the Guggenheim Hall of Minerals and the Morgan Memorial Hall of Gems. I wouldn’t even know these names if not for the helpful map I was given after paying the voluntary entry fee. When you’re actually there, it’s a fantastic journey of just following the pathways, circling around and back and sitting down for long moments of contemplation and just marveling at the beauty you’re sitting in the middle of.
There’s something very much like peace and euphoria that came over me in the time I spent in this part of the museum. Not just from the sheer beauty contained here, but also the history embedded in every particle of items displayed. The phrase, “Be humble for you are made of earth, be noble for you are made of stars ” that I see almost everyday overused on my tumblr dashboard has honestly never felt more relevant than when I was here.
Too much? At least I didn’t post my notebook pages filled with notes, notes and more notes. I really can’t wait to go back, it surreal how much I enjoyed the time I spent here, truly.
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.