Most people who grew up in the Philadelphia area went to the Franklin Institute as kids. Guess what? It’s still as much fun now as it was them. Maybe even more so because there aren’t any field trip monitors or other well-intentioned adults to boss you around. The Step Potato and his little brother the Step Banana were in town with their parents last weekend so a trip to the Franklin Institute was in order. Much of the museum was as I remember it.
The Heart
Ben
Foucault’s Pendulum
But much had changed. For one, it was Minecraft Day. And the special exhibit was Game Masters which took me on a video game trip down memory lane as I revisited old favorites and tried some new games. The exhibit I enjoyed the most, however, was Your Brain. Not only was it interesting, it was visually absorbing.
The kids had a marvelous time crawling around the neurons of a huge model brain. It was the cerebral version of a hopping discotheque which I suppose is an apt description of what your brain is up to 24/7.
By the time we got out of the brain, I was ready for the Fels Planetarium where I learned about the danger of asteroids hurling themselves at the earth. Not on my watch, I hope.
Winding down
Outside mirrors moving in the wind,
while the brain boogies on.
Ornamento 