5.1-5.3
Dear readers, this
is my last earthbound broadcast, so to speak. With that said, there is more
that I must put in after the fact, but I have greatly enjoyed the past few
weeks of informing each of you as to the whereabouts of the Arizona Mathematics
Road Show.
Starting out on a
cold and wet morning Thursday we prepared to do the impossible. There is an old
saying that the truest test of a mad man is getting him to park a school bus on
the street in the Lower East Side (LES). Well, even if that's not a saying, it
should be: today we were going to attempt to park the bus outside of the LES
Girls Club. Now, the brief version of the history of the club is that New York has had plenty
of Boys Clubs but never anywhere for a girl/young woman to go that offered the
same benefits. So, pretty recently, several folks took careful note of this
imbalance and decided to address it with dedication. The newly bought club
features classrooms of an incredible variety: everything from workshops, to
kitchens, and even a planetarium. I digress, the insides of the building are
expansive, but it is rather small on the outside, so our parking became a
fearsome obstacle. It took us two full circuits around the block in order to
find somewhere long enough to park without getting a ticket. Length aside, we
now had to worry about whether we would be blocking off an entire street. Our
estimation was that traffic would still be able to make it through the gap, so
we went off to spend our day in the city before the performance. Still, I think
we took the last parking spot in Manhattan.
Our next stop was
the Museum of Natural History. Why? As it so happens,
another of my aunts works on the fifth floor in a section devoted to Biodiversity.
She met us downstairs and then pulled back the curtains to show us the world
that exists behind all the exhibits. I kid you not, there was a point at which
she actually rolled back a whole wall to reveal a secret elevator for staff
members. Wow, there was nowhere near enough time to explore the entire place.
So, we cut our losses and walked back to the Club for our shows. What I would
give to stay overnight in the museum though...
Back at the Girls
Club of New York, we traded our demonstrations for their marvels. Of course I
don't mean literally an exchange of materials, much more like cross
pollination. We did two brief shows, and I thought both of them went extremely
well. The second one was a performance for young women who are older than our
usual audience, so I was delighted when the initial wall of cool crumbled and
fell, leaving eyes bright with curiosity. We even had the chance to take a trip
out to the edge of the galaxy and back before the end of the day via the
planetarium!
After our busy day,
we caught dinner with some of Shane's friends from Tucson
and then returned to our roost in New
Jersey.
On Friday we all
split up to pound the streets of the city. My Dad was mostly interested in
visiting sites of his old stomping grounds; I went down to the pier in Queens to visit a friend's
performance space; Shane and
his girlfriend went back to the Museum of Natural History to try to get a grasp
on the tourist side of the institution. Later in the day, I met with my Dad at
the Museum of Mathematics in what can only be
described as a feat to telepathy: without any communication, after parting ways
on the subway, we arrived within five minutes of each other at the museum. We
looked around for a while, and then walked down to a party with some math folks
he had known 30 years ago. The day sure filled itself up nicely.
The two of us
caught a train back to the Jersey suburbs and
pretty quickly found ourselves asleep in beds upstairs.
Saturday broke upon
us, and we drove out to host a booth at a miniature STEM convention in Larchmont, NY.
The whole event was happening at a middle school in the town, and apparently it
was fairly large: something like 2000 people showed up for the gathering. We
started at 1:00pm in this wonderfully spacious area. The whole five hours would
have been nothing but an excellent send off for me if I had not been in the
process of losing my voice. As such, I had to time my explanations around
hovercraft launches. I won't forget to mention that we were joined by the
people in charge of the illustrious Bio Bus! But, like anyone with a bus knows:
if you have a bus, you will have engine trouble. This seems to be some sort of
natural law. Anyway, they were not taken by surprise, and managed to bring
several microscopes in a Subaru, and put on quite a show of force at the
mini-convention. However, I was heartbroken, because I had been planning for
some time that I would have the chance to duct-tape a harmonica to their front
bumper, and now that opportunity must wait another 18 months.
We drove for the
rest of the day, and presently arrived four minutes from my site of departure.
Naturally, I write this all hours after the bus has left the parking lot of the
Omega Institute for Holistic Studies, so this is my last broadcast, like I said
before. Thank you all for following us on our journey, and please don't be too
rough on Shane, because he is picking up where I left off.
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Tasty Bits:
We nearly sheared
off the top of the bus going underneath a nine foot bridge on the way to the Taconic State Parkway.
Some sort of misinformation.
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