In a museum, giving directions can border on surreal. For instance, I've just explained to a colleague that you can get to our office by turning right at Ancient Egypt and going in the door behind the giant squid. And it's gotten to the point where that doesn't even sound odd to me any more. I routinely tell hungry visitors that they can find the restaurant if they follow the dinosaur's tail, or that the bathrooms are just past China.
That's why I need to find a new museum at which to work when we move to Tampa--"Take a left at the drinking fountain" is exponentially less awesome than, "take the stairs behind the fossil fish up to Tibet and then take a right at the Cannonball Tree."
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