Rubin Museum of Art.
First off, I have a great dislike for museums, so I wasn’t really all that thrilled to be there. I was also kind of hungry, cold and tired, but anyway, I guess the museum was okay. I thought it was kind of interesting how every floor had different sort of “themes.” Also, the swirly stairs were cool. That was irrelevant. Though, honestly, I did not understand what the basis of the museum, like the main theme. The Buddhism part was tiring for me, because during the summer, I had spent a lot of time at Buddhist temples, so it was really nothing new to me. There was also a lot of other religious pieces there, which I did not care for much, but I’m not hating on the religion. It was just not my type of art.