On Thursday September 28th my friend, Johny and I spent the three hours of “club hours” wondering around, cluelessly looking at the different sections at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. At first we (mostly me) found ourselves getting lost to finding the right path to the Met. We eventually rode the 6 train to the 77th st station and walked all the way to the museum. As we approached closer to the Met, we were in awe after seeing the monumental and highly-structured building. In fact we joked around that we should transfer to City College and pursue an architecture degree. Being my first time to the Met museum or to any museum in the past five years, I was the least reluctant to touch everything I see; we paid a dollar each for the admission tickets and we thought “we ain’t gonna waste our time and money on some rhetorical blog assignment” (joking).
The first area we visited was the Egyptian section. Ancient tombs of mummified pharaohs, jewelry presented as gifts, statues of Egyptian gods, and hieroglyphics are just the few we saw at the Met. As we continued to walk cluelessly, despite having a map clenched at our hands, we walked into a room with this monumental Egyptian architecture, which I believe is a temple, right by a “simulation” of the Nile river? That picture is shown below and we basically gazed upon the temple for a solid 15 minutes. Honestly, after seeing that, I have mixed feelings of pursuing an architectural degree. Anyway, after examining the Egyptian section, we continued walking to the American Wing section. The American Wing section had some of the most comfortable and sanctuary-like rooms; the bedrooms of the late 1700s were really calm and quiet, forcing you to finish your work, rather than procrastinate (cough-cough). There was this room where it really grabbed my attention; they had a chess table with two sets of white pieces. I was intrigued by that because of the history of racism, hating toward the Blacks, and forcing America into a bloody Civil War. On the other hand Johny was hysterically laughing on the fact that it would a confusing game of chess if both players had the same two white set.
Overall, the visit to the Met Museum was fun. I’m glad that I had someone to go with because most definitely I would get lost going to the Met Museum; I would probably stop at the 68th street Hunter college station. I would recommend this museum to anyone who hasn’t went to a museum for years or it’s their first time.
