On our way home from our week of respite on the beach, we drove through Atlanta, Georgia. All my previous experiences of Atlanta involved driving through it at Mach One with the entire rest of humanity at three in the morning, and my impression of the place was not the greatest. This time, we managed to get off the highway and actually see some of the city, fortunately at the peak of spring with all the flowering trees and bulbs in full bloom.
Gorgeous, and our destination was also a real gem, the Fernbank Museum of Natural History.
Were there dinosaurs? Indeed, there were.
The most impressive part of the museum is of course the main display, skeletal fossil copies of an Argentinosaurus and a Giganotosaurus, astonishing creatures of incredible size (the originals remained in Argentina I hear.)
The kids had an amazing time talking to the docents and then discovering the upper floor, a Children’s Museum with different ecosystems, a clubhouse, learning stations and so much more to explore.
There was so much about this museum that I loved. The special exhibit at the time was “Poison”, which led people through the history, botany, and chemistry of poisons in addition to many of the references from literature (Think “Alice in Wonderland”, “Romeo and Juliet” the witches from “Macbeth” and “Harry Potter”.) I fell in love with the interactive book on display.
I also loved the Poison gift shop and bought “A Poisoner’s Handbook” and skull scarf for
myself my best friend, and the preserved green space all around the museum.
The Halls of Time were such a weird and wonderful juxtaposition of prehistoric time along one side of the hall, and taxidermy of the biology and ecosystems of modern Georgia (i.e. the stuffed turkey families across from the video about the dawn of the universe.)
The last thing, and the one I was most geeked about were the limestone floor tiles, harvested from the same quarry as where the famed Archaeopteryx with feather imprints was found (Solnhofen region of Germany, and I suppose it is okay if you’re not squealing here. I understand. Actually, no, I don’t because I was emitting a very high-pitched noise when I realized this.)
After this and the trip through the halls of all known time, I was wiped out and went to the cafe for tea and looked out at the lush grounds while the kids did more “nature tracking” in the NatureQuest exhibit. All in all, lovely, and so, so fun. Next time you are speeding through Atlanta, I highly recommend the detour.