Today I went on a lovely expedition to the Field Museum, which is approximately forty seconds away from Shimer (or one train stop and a fifteen-minute bus ride, but for the CTA, that's forty seconds). I am a member, and have definitely recovered more than the cost of that membership, what with the number of times I've gotten myself and a guest in for free, and the three free tickets per special exhibit I receive. Having seen the Aztecs long ago, I went today to see the pirates. It was a very strange presentation of piracy -- forget the rape and pillage and remember the multiethnic democratic community, you guys. It was sort of awesome, but I cannot give photographic evidence, given that no pictures may be taken of temporary exhibits. I did manage to capture an incidence of piracy in the gift shop, however. The use of wheelchairs among pirates has a long and respected history, as does the use of plastic cutlasses.
I, Captain Cripple Creek, take a defenseless cardigan-wearing bookworm hostage.
We also visited ancient Egypt, where we were allowed to take pictures.
A soul house found in a tomb. Middle Kingdom, I believe.
Actual walls from the actual tomb of the actual Unis-Ankh.
Burial masks from the Ptolemaic period.
In conclusion, there is no better way to spend a Sunday than at the museum.