We went to the Worlds Intertwined exhibit first, of Etruscan, Greek and Roman stuff. Lots of neat stuff to look at and examine, and everyone seemed to enjoy it. Then we went to the Upper Egyptian gallery, and sat for a while. Then we went down to see the Royal Tombs of Ur exhibit. Then we went to the café for a snack, and then to the Lower Egyptian gallery. I got very antsy a bit before the Ur exhibit, and Steph discovered one of my foibles; I don't like to split up cultures. If I start seeing Egyptian stuff, I want to see /all/ the Egyptian stuff, not see some-Egyptian-stuff-now-and-some-later. I finally gave in, though, and did it out of order.
David, amusingly, had misread the exhibit sign as 'Royal Tombs of Uf.' Some on my friends list will get this. At any rate, we went to the Museum shops afterwards, where I got some very amusing little fake tabloids. The Stone Age Sentinel ("Man Burns Finger on Fire!"), the Egyptian Echo ("Tut In God Swap Shock!"), a Greek one ("Naked Scientist in Bathtub Shocker! Archimedes Splash Smash!"), and the Roman Record ("'Volcano is Safe!' claims Senator"). Then we tried to decide on dinner.
This, in and of itself, was an adventure. Try getting folks who want red meat, a semi-vegetarian, and folks who need strict kosher food to agree on a restaurant. In the end, we ended up driving to New Jersey. I now know where strip malls go to die. Anyway, so, we're heading along in New Jersey, and we drive past the ShopRite where Susan sometimes shops, and there's a comment about this. We continue along. We pass a place where a Certified Public Accountant building is next to a doctor's office which handles stress counseling, which is next to a funeral parlor. Talk about your one-stop shopping! So, we're watching the address numbers. We pass 1813, continue on ("Hey, look, we're past the Civil War!"), get into the 1900's ("Look, the Depression is a strip mall!"), continue on ("We're almost to the present!") and get up to the 2000's, the 2100's ("The future is strip malls?") and suddenly... we notice the number changes to 800 and begins going downwards ("We're back in the Dark Ages, and going further. I feel like somehow I've ended up in Back to the Future!").
So we drove on a bit, got to a gas station, and asked for directions. Then we thought we must have missed it. So we turn around, drive back. Poor Adam, driving the car behind us, must have thought we were insane. We get a little past the ShopRite again, stop at a light, and realize, y'know, the menu we gave Adam and Steph and David and Claire to look at has the number on it! So we call them cell-phone-to-cell-phone, get the number, and call for directions as we turn around to search the other direction again. And discover that the restaurant is in the same complex as the ShopRite which we've just driven past -- again -- and so have to make ANOTHER U-turn and head back.
Finally we reach the restaurant, everyone meets up -- including Susan's husband and her other son Jon -- and we discover this nice kosher Middle Eastern place we've been trying to find for about two hours... is booked for a wedding banquet. Luckily, they gave us a table, and we got food. Food, socializing, and a few hours later we split up to all go our ways back home. I stopped with Susan and Dan and Jon to do some shopping at the ShopRite, then we drove back, dropped Dan off at his dorm, and I got taken home. Whew! Quite the night, and I added another state to those I've been in...even if I'm not certain New Jersey is all that impressive!
Bedtime now, I think...