Dinos and oatmeal cookies

Sunday. Sunday didn´t begin promising but I had a plan. It started at 10am when I woke up. I laid in bed for three hours. I read, tossed and turned, stared out the window and at the wall. At two a girl called to see if she could come and look at the room for rent in my apartment. I told her "Now isn´t a good time. I am going to go look at dinosarus but tonight would be perfect. I am making oatmeal cookies!"

I stepped out with my adorable little black umbrella and headed for the B line. Once I got to Parque del Centenario where Museo Argentino de Ciencias Naturales Bernardino Rivadavia is located (Avenida Angel Gallardo 470) I was thinking, as I hopped over growing mud puddles, what I wonderful day for a natural science museum. And it was.

The place is large and smells like a grandma´s house. It´s what I have always imagined museums should smell like....old and musty, but in the States always seem to fall short of doing. This place had dust....bad lighting....water drips and it just smelled of science.

Although there were shrieking children at the fish tanks and grandparents and grandchildren speculating what happend to create these bones the place was still empty. Seriously...it is empty. In fact almost the entire second story of the museum is empty. But the place was cool none the less. There were dino bones...man were there dino bones (all found in Argentina) as well as other creepy and funny looking prehistoric animals that I never imagined exhisted. They were so funny infact that I couldn´t help but feel sorry for them....think about an animal in super mario brothers video game and you are on the right track. Also there was an empire penguin (MUCH larger then I expected and not nearly as cuddly) as well as other stuffed animals from Antartica. And I was impressed with the cockroach display because I was able to indentify my new little roomates. By far, in my opinion, the best part was the seashell collection. It was definetly the most impressive and extensive collection in the museum.

The museum in some ways was lacking (the museum in La Plata is the most important in Argentina) but in other ways it was not. As I said, this museum is what I think natural science museums should be. A little interesting and hella creepy.

When I left the museum it was pouring and although I would have liked to go home to drink tea and cuddle up in my bed I had a mission. I like to call it Mission Almost Impossible: Oatmeal cookies. I went to the biggest supermarket in BsAs, Jumbo, thinking they would have everything my little chino didn´t have. Things such as brown sugar, pasas de uvas (raisins) and oats. Yes, it did have brown sugar and raisins but was lacking the oats....WHAT?? (Later Alan found me oats at our local chino). The whole situation was extremely stressful and I also had a rumble with two pushy middle age women who were trying to beat the "waiting in line game". Finally when I had transformed from a soppy puppy dog back into a Lizzz and bit into my first oatmeal raisin cookie it was all perfect. The museum on a rainy day and the sweet cinnomin cookies.

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