Except babies.
After a good four hour sleep, we headed down to the front desk to inquire about breakfast. Breakfast was served on the roof under forced shade and weak ceiling fans. We ate while listening to some Australians [which I’ve decided have my least favorite accent of English speakers] and I couldn’t stop giggling. If you’ve ever had the pleasure of viewing this show, you’d know why. [Watch a quick clip!]
During breakfast we met, Triin, a teacher traveling from Estonia. The three of us planned a car trip out to Agra the next day, and thankfully she decided to join us for the current day’s excursions as well. It was a blessing to have her help us get oriented. Off we went in an auto rickshaw…
Our first stop was at Gandhi Smriti, the location of Gandhi’s final 144 days as well as his assassination. Inside the museum you can see Gandhi’s bedroom and his worldly possessions. Kind of makes you feel like a materialistic jerk, no matter how minimally you try to live.
The first floor of the museum reminded me of an old Subway restaurant. Remember how the walls were decorated with old newspapers? The museum featured about a zillion black and white photos of Gandhi and important quotes from both Gandhi and his admirers. Just as I was thinking the place might need a little help with its curating, I stepped upstairs.
Not counting OMSI, this is the most interactive museum visit I’ve experienced. Every display involved the visitor. Whether you were placing wooden figures on a screen to make them talk or scattering “salt”to learn about the Salt Boycott, there was something for the museum guest to do.
Outside you can see the exact spot Gandhi was shot, as well as follow the footprints of his final steps.
The experience left me wishing I knew much much more about the famous vegetarian. Perhaps that’s a biography I should add to my list.
xo, jill
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