The Long Night of Museums

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This is difficult, but I need to confess something to you. I hate museums. It's not that I'm particularly uncultured--I'm so cultured I'm practically bacterial. Museums make my legs hurt. If it were possible to run through a museum, I think I'd enjoy them much more. But you can't run in museums. Mr. Bean-like guards stop you. I know.

The Louvre is right up there at the top of my list of Museums That Make My Legs Hurt. I understand the need to visit the most famous museum in the world, but The Louvre is like an enormous corporation that has lost its focus. It tries to do everything and nothing. It was featured in The DaVinci Code, a miserable book. And the Mona Lisa umbrella I bought broke the second I took it out of its plastic. How do you say I'm disgruntled but still adorable in French? I'm looking it up right now. Here it is: Je suis mécontent, mais toujours adorable. So true.

Here's a picture of me at Musée D'Orsay in Paris. I'm having a sit-down while my friends enjoy the impressionists. Actually, as I remember it, I enjoyed the impressionists too--once I elbowed my way around a billion tourists, mostly children (who were running! And no guards were stopping them!).

The Tower of London is my kind of museum. First of all, you have a Beefeater to tell you everything you need to know--why the ravens can't fly away, how many bodies were found under the church, and who is Guy Fawkes anyway? Oh, and then there's Vinopolis, London's wine museum, which is a real winner. OK, I don't hate museums. I may even be a convert.

It might even be time to give Munich's Lange Nacht der Museen a chance this Saturday night. I did it a few years ago with several people who insisted on visiting the MTU Aero Engines Museum. That's right. Airplane engines. And at one o'clock in the morning. The only thing duller would be, um, a telephone book museum or a golf club museum maybe.

If you're going to museums on Saturday night, you might find me running around--or maybe just jogging in place--at the following places...

Hotel Mariandl looks doable with 13 international artists occupying two floors of the hotel. I can run up and down the staircase if I get bored--which I'm sure I won't.

The Museum of Hunting and Fishing, in Munich's pedestrian zone (Kaufingerstrasse near Karlsplatz) does not look interesting at all, but it's high time I strapped on my boots and paid them a visit. After all, they have the world's largest collection of tackle! What has kept me away?


In 1879 a fellow named Friedrich Bodenstedts published a travelogue entitled Eines Königs Reise (A King's Journey), which depicts--apparently quite wittily--King Maximilian II's five-week tour of southern Bavaria in 1858. At 8p.m. actor Hans Jürgen Stockerl will be reading from the travelogue, and I might just be sitting in the audience. Or jogging in place. Haven't decided. It's at Monacensia Literaturarchiv and Bibliothek.

With more than 90 venues participating this year, Die Lange Nacht der Münchner Museen is well worth a few lost hours of sleep (which you will never get back, so choose your museums wisely). The fun costs only 15 euros (which includes your public transport ticket and four children). I wonder if you're allowed to choose the children. 


I must be off,
Christopher

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Christopher Allen is the author of the absurdist satire Conversations with S. Teri O'Type

Comments

  1. Oh, I so completely and deeply understand you. It's easier to walk the whole day exploring a new city than to spend a couple of hours in a museum. It's the slow walking that tires me most. Nevertheless, I love museums and I always visit them wherever I go, they are on my top priority list, but my feet just hate me for that.

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    1. I know I'm very very late responding, but just wanted to let you know I feel your pain.

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  2. I personally adore museums since I can never decide what to do in a city and museums are my solution. Plus I get to look educated and cultural for having suggested the idea. In terms of learning anything . . . no. I forget it all once I've left the room.

    I like that statue of your younger self. Is that Venetian marble? And are you praying for a haircut?

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  4. I love your writing and honesty. You have opened up my mind. As much as I love museums I have been being nagged by my invisible list of things to do before we move from Phoenix, Arizona. Yep! I have seen enough fire trucks and I will not go or feel guilty about not visiting the Hall of Flame Fire Museum.

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    1. Thank you, Ginny! My goodness. i'm really late in replying, aren't I. I hope you feel at home wherever you are now.

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  5. I was not a museum person when I lived in Canada, but I love all the quirky museums Germany has (like the world's largest pig museum in Stuttgart). I'm hoping to go to the Lange Nacht der Museen as I love the idea and am hoping that maybe the Toy Museum will make an exception and let me play with the toys -not quite running, but still entertaining.

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    1. Better late than never, right. Sorry, Laurel! I read your post about the pig museum. Great post!!

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