I couldn't find a picture of an exploding nuclear (pay attention to the spelling George W.) bomb so just imagine one. We've got the only Atomic Museum in the world here. The reason for this is that the very first bomb was exploded on one of our deserts, White Sands by name. And the people who live near ground zero do not glow in the dark. At least not now.
But they don't have The Museum, either. Those people had to settle for Roswell where the BEMs (Bug Eyed Monsters) were supposed to have crash landed.
Albuquerque has The Museum. It used to be on Kirtland Air Force Base and if you were really interested in it, admission was free. It was moved off base after 9-11, but the powers that be didn't take the free land they were offered. That would have saved us all a buck or two. Instead of that, it was moved to our old town (Albuquerque goes back to the 1600's and the vicious conquistadors). I've always had a tough time figuring out how the twentieth century fits in with the seventeenth century. Now they charge admission to tour it. I mean, how many visitors (other than the Japanese and terrorists) want to pay to see photographs? And mockups? I guess somebody thought that the balloon visitors would pay to see it.
If you're interested, and you should be, it's in the area where Indians (and non-Indians) sell silver and turqouise jewelry, there's a bunch of good restaurants there, too.
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Saturday, March 10, 2007
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