After that we followed the history of the guitar; whizzed through Hendrix and admired the tower of musical instruments.
Then it was down into the Avatar exhibit. It began with a short documentary on how it was made, which was very interesting and in the actual exhibit there were various props and models from the movie, plus a number of interactive displays.
|Design your own weird Pandora plants|
Tim was more taken by the Science Fiction exhibit. It even paid tribute to one of his favourite authors:
The Butterfly House looked rather lovely - if one did not look up to see all the dead butterflies trapped in the wire ceilings. Tropical butterflies of every colour flitted back and forth. They import in the chrysallises and hatch the butterflies here, but the butterflies here do not breed. Just fly, and drink nectar (or juices) and die. Kind of sad really.
Once we were done there, we caught the monorail to the Westlake Centre, where we disembarked and walked through a forest of blue trees, where silent, adrogynous sculptures went about their business.
|Not much for conversation.|
Tomorrow, we head to Portland.