The moment arrived, albeit a bit slowly. The line to pay to get into the natural history museum was not long, but all the people ahead of me took their sweet time. They all had special questions, special requests, or special circumstances. Talk, talk, talk.
There were two registers for paying the entry fee*, but everyone made one line. Then all of a sudden, the people at the end of the line made a second line, effectively cutting those of us in front off. Cutting in line in France is an art form. If you dare to cut, it's your right to do so. As far as queuing goes, it's every person for himself. And while everyone will huff and puff, no one will actually do anything about it. This goes for grocery stores, train stations, you name it.
Finally, it was my turn to pay. I said, "One, please." Bam, bam, I had my ticket and was off. Why do my transactions always take two seconds, while everyone else's take five minutes? No matter. Through the turnstile I went. I had seen a report about the museum's renovation on t.v., so I had a vague idea of what I was going to see.
I was incredibly impressed with this place. I love natural history museums, science and technology museums, and the like. I'm as intrigued by the buildings that house these institutions as I am by the exhibits, and this building did not disappoint.
As I entered the main hall, I was met head on by a virtual stampede of large animals: elephant, giraffe, wildebeest, zebra, tiger, and rhinoceros, just to name a few. Surrounding them were smaller groupings of smaller animals, and cases of mounted butterflies and insects. You can walk all around, seeing the animals from all angles, but I think touching them, while entirely possible, is not allowed.
I made my way to the upper levels so that I could get a good photo of this spectacle. The upper levels wrap around the main hall. One side is where all the access is (stairs, elevators) and the remaining three sides are filled with exhibits. My quick climb up was rewarded with having the upper levels virtually to myself.
There's a separate hall of extinct and endangered species; I was the only human in there. There were also exhibits on the beginnings of life on earth, a little about how river habitats evolve, reproduction, plant and fungus evolution, birds, reptiles, monkeys, just about everything.
Down below the main level were the exhibits related to fish and marine species. There was a special whale exhibit in the basement, but that seemed geared more toward kids and was less interesting to me. The light was very dim throughout, and flash photography was not allowed, so many of my photos came out blurry. But some worked, and these are they. Next time, tripod.
I could have spent much more time there, but I also wanted to wander a bit outside in the gardens before meeting my lunch date. I got a good taste of the museum and will definitely go back some day.
More tomorrow...
*The museum pass didn't cover this museum, so I had to pay.
Saturday, April 18, 2009
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Thinking that Walt is an endangered species... on second thought, knowing that to be so. And I mean that in the nicest way.
ReplyDeleteIt looks like the parade to Noah's Ark!
ReplyDeleteDo you know the story of the Giraffe who Walked to Paris? http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zarafa
ReplyDeleteShe is now in the museum at la Rochelle.
Un autre destination insolite you may be fascinated by is Deyrolle. http://www.deyrolle.com/magazine/
Very nice pictures Walt. I forgot to write on Ken's
ReplyDeleteblog that I love the gorgeous cloud picture over La Renaudiere.
cheryl, so I get protected status, right?
ReplyDeleteginny, I always wondered where Noah got polar bears and walrus, not to mention dingos and wallabies. ;)
susan, no I didn't know. Thanks for the links (I haven't looked yet, but will).
nadege, thanks. I'll let Ken know.