Today, October 20th, in honor of Mashujaa (Heroes’) Day, Alexia and I visited the Meru National Museum. We were the only visitors and were given a private tour which mainly consisted of a woman reading the captions of every exhibit to us.
I had allotted two hours for a visit which took less than thirty minutes. The museum was tiny, but we had fun exploring anyway. Our guide turned on the lights for us as we walked through the exhibits. We entered the second, which was also the last, room in the museum and the lights wouldn’t turn on.
“Ohh sorry!” our guide said.
“That’s alright. I have a flashlight” I said, pulling out my cellphone and finding the “Flashlight” app under “Extras”.
The room held photographs of different ethnic groups, a poster of a skeleton, a chart depicting human evolution, and a shallow tray with fossilized bones. The museum’s main redeeming, but consequently sad, quality was its small zoo.
Alexia told us she was going to eat every animal she came across, “Me, I will eat snakes. I will put tomato sauce in their mouths. Even once, I ate a snail.”