Mary Ann and I originally planned to view the cherry blossoms today (March 15, 2016) but on the way there we learned that the blossoms had not come out yet. So a quick change of plans. We decided to go to one of the Smithsonian Museums. We chose to go to the Smithsonian National Museum of the American Indian. We have never been there even though it has been open since 2004. (Shows how much we know… we thought it just opened recently).
The Smithsonian National Museum of the American Indian is dedicated to the life, languages, literature, history, and arts of the Native Americans of the Western Hemisphere. Besides the native American indians residing in North America, the indians from South America as well as the Hawaiian Indians. (I didn’t know Hawaii was originally spelled “Hawai’i”). Some of it was interesting – the Hawaiian history and the South American Indian history, expressed through the Great Inka Road through the Andes mountains. However, the American Indian exhibit seemed to be overly focused on the way the Europeans made treaties and broke treaties with the Indians. While true, it seemed to portray Americans as bad people.
To give an indication of the popularity of the museum, the American Indian museum is next door to the National Air and Space Museum. While there was no line to get into the American Indian museum, there were big lines to get into the Air and Space Museum. ’nuff said.
Side note – outside the museum, as we headed up to the Eastern Market for a late lunch, the streets were lined with spectators. Roads were closed. Helicopter hovering around the Capital. Apparently, the Prime Minister of Ireland was soon to be approaching the Capital in a motorcade. We passed the spectators, many wearing green, and the numerous bureaucrats waiting to get a glimpse of a bunch of cars. HaHa.