Who could not love a dinosaur museum? Well, not everyone as it turns out.
The Royal Tyrell Museum in Drumheller may be the most impressive dinosaur museum on the planet, certainly there are signs saying so, so it must be true, but for The-Youngest, it was a big building filled with stuff that looked like stuff he had to learn.
He took an instant dislike to the whole thing.
No matter, we dragged him through the entire museum anyway. Like a mouthful of medicine, it would be good for him.
The-Youngest’s review: Too many people. Not enough popcorn. The bathrooms smelled like poo. It was full of bones and who likes to look at bones? I was bored.
(That most terrible curse that afflicts our youth, boredom, like the world must be all flashy images and stupid videos about asshats wrecking a house.)
The-Oldest’s review: Could have been worse. Much worse. Things could always be worse. Or even worse than that.
The-Prettiest-Girl-in-the-World’s Review: Mmmmm. Busy. 3rd visit. Not a dinosaur person, really. It’s cool, but I liked the badlands better.
My review: Lighting is amazing. Seeing the size of those ancient behemoths is humbling. Reading about life before we decided to f**k with the planet reminds me how little time we’ve actually spent on earth.
I loved the pre-dinosaur history the most. Those creatures that plied the oceans were terrifying and so very different from what we see today.
I loved looking at the apex predators of their time like the Anomalocaris or Gorgosaurus.
I hate how much life has been lost forever in history. The mastodons. The Stegosauruses. George Burns.
But such is the harsh reality of evolution. Those that can adapt, survive. Being cute doesn’t save you. Being scary doesn’t save you. Being able to make a fire and craft a pointed stick does.
There was so much to read, so much knowledge to absorb, but that would take a whole day. Maybe two. And then even that would only scratch the surface of what’s in that museum.
Despite 3 out of 4 of us not being big fans of this particular adventure, I would say see this museum if you’re in Alberta (or go to Victoria where you’ll likely see as many old fossils.)
Next up, Edmonton, which The-Youngest looked forward to like a beaver looks forward to a forest of trees.
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