Saturday afternoon Suzanne and I rode our bikes down to the South Street Seaport. The Bodies Exhibit wasn’t the destination we had in mind, but since it was 100 degrees outside and neither of us had been in, I pulled out the press pass for some free air conditioning.
It was actually very interesting and not as disturbing as I was anticipating (although I'm a little offended that they only had 2 female bodies, one of which was a display to show what fat deposits look like).
In the nervous system area there was a very cute French curator answering questions with his laser pointer and lab coat. So I asked Suzanne to ask him something (I'm not sure why I got so shy)
Suzanne: So, is that the tail bone?
Cute French Museum Employee: what?? Way back there? (pointing past the circular white thing coming up from his pelvis)
Suzanne: No… there (pointing to the circular white thing coming up from his pelvis)
Me: Suzanne (making cutting throat gestures to her) not the tail bone. Defiantly not the tail bone.
Cute French Museum Employee: No. That is the rectum.
Suzanne: Ooooooooo. Thanks.
That was our last question for him.
It was actually very interesting and not as disturbing as I was anticipating (although I'm a little offended that they only had 2 female bodies, one of which was a display to show what fat deposits look like).
In the nervous system area there was a very cute French curator answering questions with his laser pointer and lab coat. So I asked Suzanne to ask him something (I'm not sure why I got so shy)
Suzanne: So, is that the tail bone?
Cute French Museum Employee: what?? Way back there? (pointing past the circular white thing coming up from his pelvis)
Suzanne: No… there (pointing to the circular white thing coming up from his pelvis)
Me: Suzanne (making cutting throat gestures to her) not the tail bone. Defiantly not the tail bone.
Cute French Museum Employee: No. That is the rectum.
Suzanne: Ooooooooo. Thanks.
That was our last question for him.
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