Bag Girl Goes to The Met

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I have been going into New York City more or less once a year since I was eight but I have never been to the Met Museum. For the past few years, I have been trying to go but every time it has not worked out. Excuses have ranged from Jasmine was not interested to the weather was too hot. Aunt Pat has been talking about taking my mom and I into New York City since the fall, so I decided this was my chance.

Pop drove us to Aunt Pat’s house around 9:30 this morning and she took us to Tower Center, where we caught the 10:25 bus into New York. From Port Authority, we took a taxi to the Met. I enjoyed the taxi drive through Central Park. The taxi had a sunroof through which I looked up at the buildings. We were able to get into the Met cheaply: with her Johnson and Johnson card, Aunt Pat was able to get mom and herself in for free; I only had to pay twelve dollars with my student I.D. I saw a good part of the Medieval wing as we were looking for the American Wing Cafe, where we had lunch. The courtyard where the cafe is situated has some very beautiful Tiffany stained glass windows.

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After lunch, we looked in the European Painting wing, where we saw paintings by artists such from Titian to Picasso, including our old favorites Johannes Vermeer and Pierre-Auguste Renoir.

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One of the highlights was Edgar Degas’s Little Fourteen-Year-Old Dancer.  I was completely overwhelmed by all of the superb art in this museum and it is impossible to take it all in. One would need a week at least to see everything in the Met.

Next we went to the American Wing, where I saw two iconic paintings: Washington Crossing the Delaware by Emanuel Leutze and Madame X by John Singer Sargent.

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After the American Wing, we took a break and went to the cafeteria for a snack and a drink.  Aunt Pat sat out the rest of the visit. Mom and I went to look in the Egyptian Wing and I took pictures of  sarcophagi, jewelry, and statues of Hatshepsut, the first woman to rule Egypt as Pharaoh. The centerpiece of the Egyptian Wing the Temple of Dendur.

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By this point, Mom and I were beginning to fade, so we went to go rejoin Aunt Pat and look in the Met Store. I bought a guidebook to the museum, some postcards of artworks I liked, and a print of Venus and the Flute Player by Titian. We got another taxi from the Met and went to the Hamilton Store, across the street from the Richard Rogers Theater, where Hamilton is performed. I took a picture of the Richard Rogers Theater and sent it to my Aunt Terry, is also a big Hamilton Fan. In the store, I bought a Schuyler Sisters t-shirt.

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My friend Mary saw on Facebook that I had checked into the Hamilton Store and thought that I was going to see the actual show. She commented “enjoy” to which I replied, something along the lines of  “I only went to the store” and “In my dreams I could get Hamilton tickets. As much as I would love to see Hamilton, the cheapest tickets are somewhere around six-hundred dollars, money which could go towards studying abroad. The t-shirt I bought was $40, and all I could think was “what did I expect.”

The Hamilton Store is a seven minute walk from Port Authority, where we arrived a little before six and caught the 6:20 bus back to Tower Center. Aunt Pat took us to Wendy’s before bringing us back to my grandparent’s house.

 

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