A not so exciting science museum...

Well let me first tell you that science was once a favorite subject of mine. However, it is museums like this science and technology museum which scare off science fans such as myself. For starters, the entire 2nd floor (or third whatever you would call it) was closed for "improvement works". Secondly, the exhibits we were supposed to find were quite difficult to locate. After searching quizzically for a couple hours and asking more than a few staff members, I was able to kind of sort of find a few of the exhibits I was asked to include in this blog. So here we go...


The first exhibit was the Mind Your Head exhibit. This was located on an awkwardly placed third floor. It basically gave a 100 year breakdown of British psychology. After reading through the majority of the stuff, I couldn't find W.H. Rivers. Dissatisfied, I left the exhibit in search of another on the list hoping to find better luck.


The next exhibit we were able to finally find was the Antenna exhibit. The problem was, this exhibit wasn't open. so I decided to write about the adjacent exhibit about the Genetically Modified food (GM). In short, both the steroid foods and the regular foods claim to use fewer fertilizers, feed the world, fight pests, and protect the climate. Seeing as how this exhibit didn't have much to do about anything except the rice fields in third world countries, I moved on in search of some more difficult-to-find places.

The next place I found was the "who am I?" exhibit. I found this exhibit most interesting. It was rather disappointing that half of the little machines weren't working. However, the exhibit still offered the most potential learning experience. I learned that this very psychological exhibit was focused on much of what we cover in the my psychology class. It showed how the face, gender, and age are crucial to one's identity. It also gave examples of how one's personality is determined partly by your emotional reactions to certain situations. There was one little thing there called the "terrortron". Basically what you did was stick your hand in one thing and your finger in a pulse reader. As you feel around the hole, you start to imagine your worst fears inside this (in my case, spiders and mushrooms) and then you touch something of similar texture to your worst fear and your pulse rate skyrockets. I swear they had an actual spider in there. That would explain why I jumped back, yelling as I turned and prepared to run. Needless to say, I got a few stares from the other museum visitors.

So there you go. Class field trip to the Science Museum. It honestly wasn't too bad, but I really was expecting a friendlier museum.

In more exciting news, my trip to Barcelona went very well.
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Cheers.