One Day at the Museum

My Day at the Museum The Field Museum is not the way I remember as a teenager in High School. The Tour Guides were good two out of three guided exhibits within their area of expertise. The other one did it out of love of the area she guided. Over all the description of the exhibits was good. Sandy was the first one to guide me, I arrived extra early. My intention was to arrive thirty minimizes early to get acquainted with the information area and to give them a chance to make the necessary arrangements for the tour; however, some plans never go as planned. The transportation service took me directly to the museum, arriving at 9”:35 A.M. instead of the ten thirty A.M. period planned.
After some excellently well placed calls I was taken to a different area from the east entrance, where I met Sandy who loved the museum and did not have a particular expertise except for she knew what she liked. She knew the museum. Sandy also knew where all the exhibits were and suggested a tour before the eleven o’clock tour, stating it is better than waiting here in the main area. She took me to me on a quick tour of several exhibits talking and moving through the maze of displays. We ended up in the bird exhibit, waiting for my friend to show. After my friend showed up we sat for a few minutes, since it was Sandy’s lunchtime so we sat.
When Sandy returned for lunch we began the tour of the gems, unfortunately she did not know or speak in technical terms of the gem or their origins, but she knew what she liked, appearing to read from the cue cards on the displays she also injected some personal experiences related to the gems and their expense. She was nice and I enjoyed her company. Then she spotted someone else and spoke with her about finishing the tour. This was where we met Sue not the T-Rex but the one doing the mineral tour. Sue did know what she was talking about she was quite knowledgeable about the gems. She spoke the names differently and what seemed to be the