We spent the majority of our time at the Harvard Museum of Natural History, primarily in the (gasp!) glass flowers exhibit which was frighteningly humbling and gives me that much more hope for the human race and it's potential... I had no idea what to expect (other than, well, glass flowers), but I suppose my reaction can be summed up my coining of the term "glass flowergasm." Detail... Prettiness... Paint...! 1890's. Gah. Go see it if you have the chance, it's marvelous. The museum also had quite extensive collections of artifacts of Oceania and the Azteca cultures, which we geeked over quite extensively, and I managed to look at a display I wasn't supposed to be looking at as a proper lady. Giggle!
Adam & I also ate, which is always a good thing in my book, and watched just the right amount of Atlantis and Battlestar Galactica back in his room. Teh AWESOMEST day EVAR.
I will drag you down to Providence yet, Adam of Polgar, especially seeing how I'll be needing you and your multi-faceted geekery (once you're done with your finals) as an escape (when I'm still working on finals!). I have few people with whom I can cover the topics of feminism, myst, victorian novels, animation, stargate, grammar, and 'my god why do people get drunk at 3 in the morning' in one smooth conversation, so, well... You rock. And are also magical!
*does the Mass Mysteria dance*
To the sound of one thousand dolphins dying,