The inimitable “they” refer to the magnificent Metropolitan Museum of Art as “The Met.” And I like it. There’s no reason culture snobs shouldn’t have a nickname for such a huge and amazing place. It has a right to be loved that much. And it isn’t free, but it is donation only. So, NAME YOUR PRICE!
I went for the first time ever with a few friends. We entered the museum a little late and so only had an hour to explore. NOT enough time by any stretch of the imagination. However, we saw some really awesome stuff. I myself really enjoyed reverting to my third-grade self while in discovering Egypt. (Yes, I was one of those weirdos who checked out books on hieroglyphics. But it’s OK, that faze of my life is over … or so I thought.)
It was interesting to see that humans have always wanted to leave their mark. The 1800’s were popular years for vandalism. Names and dates are scrawled all over the reconstructed temple inside the museum.
We also discovered two great things about New York through the experience: 1) You aren’t a real New Yorker until you pay $.25 to get into a donation suggested museum (and receive a snubbing for it), and 2) If you are there when the museum closes they will escort you out.
No hard feelings. I like a little bit of a dramatic ending.
