So it was my first full day in Georgetown (weird) and I did a little sniffing around. After sleeping absurdly late (this is vacation!) and taking a lovely scrape-off-all-the-sunblock-and-bug-spray shower I hit the road.
First stop was the Anthropology Museum. I was the only person there aside from a few guards. It was interesting but gave you a very unsatisfying amount of information-- like photographs of people with no dates, locations, or description of what is going on and lots of labels like "this piece of wood is used for [insert Amerindian word that you don't know]."
Then I started walking. I went through one of the markets (the one that is supposed to be safer for white girls walking solo) which was interesting. Didn't stop to buy anything because the layer of staring men was a little too thick. It was so ridiculously hot. I managed to make it to my destination but am not sure I'd do it again when a taxi costs a buck fifty.
The Catallani house is basically a big mansion with artwork in it. 80% of the paintings were by the same guy, Philip Moore. Again I was the only person in the museum and a guard followed me through each room. Not the most relaxed viewing experience but interesting none-the-less. They insisted that I sign the guest book which makes sense since there were no more than two visitors listed for each day.
The low volume at the museums perplexes me since they were both free and shaded. What else could you want?
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